The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

It was not until their figures disappeared outside the outskirts of the city that the black shadow heaved a long sigh of relief, with a sneer on his face: "A bunch of stupid idiots!"

He was secretly happy, grateful that these people had found a perfect scapegoat for him. Now he could implement the next plan without any worries.

When the shadow completely disappeared from sight, Sheng Junwei cast her gaze deeply toward the deep alley. After a moment, she retracted her gaze and said to Liu in a firm tone: "Now, let's go save people."

At the same time, Yan Duhong stepped into a house on Huaxi Street.

This street is lined with official residences, but although this house is located among them, it is not prominent. In fact, due to its remote location, it appears quite low-key, which shows that although its owner is an official, his rank is not high.

Yan Duhong pushed the door open and walked straight into the main house.

Inside the room, a young boy, about seven or eight years old, was lying helplessly on the bed, with his hands and feet roughly tied to the bedside pillars.

There was a piece of tattered cloth stuffed in his mouth and his eyes were red and swollen from crying for a long time.

When Yan Duhong's figure appeared at the door, the little boy was instantly overwhelmed by fear. He widened his eyes in despair and looked at the terrifying man with a hideous face approaching step by step.

Yan Duhong slowly pulled out a flashing hatchet from his back. His old face was twisted with anger and he showed a ferocious smile: "Boy, if you want to blame someone, blame your father for not knowing the current situation and causing my son to die tragically. Today is your memorial day!"

"He killed my son, and I want his son's life!" Yan Duhong gritted his teeth and tightly gripped the hatchet in his hand. The rough wooden handle formed a sharp contrast with the back of his hand with bulging veins.

"Don't be afraid. They all think you were kidnapped by the kidnappers from Mount Taihuang." He grinned. "Wait until I kill you and throw you to Mount Taihuang. Everyone will think you were killed by those kidnappers and they won't think it was me..."

Liu Tianle, a ten-year-old boy, had tears on his face. He stared at the hatchet waving in the air, and his body trembled involuntarily.

At this critical moment, the door made a deafening noise and was kicked open.

The sudden change made Liu Tianle so frightened that he trembled all over and even forgot to cry.

Yan Duhong's movements were thus frozen for a moment.

A sturdy man in security uniform rushed in quickly, kicked out without hesitation, and accurately kicked the weapon in Yan Duhong's hand away.

Then, there was another heavy blow, stepping heavily on Yan Duhong's chest, kicking him to the ground with his limbs spread out.

At the same time, Sheng Junwei appeared at the door.

She walked into the house steadily, her eyes cold and determined.

She quickly picked up the hatchet that fell on the ground and skillfully cut the ropes on Liu Tianle's hands and feet.

Then, she shook her wrist lightly, and the hatchet went straight into the ground in front of Yan Duhong, with the tip of the knife almost touching his nose.

This scene frightened Yan Duhong so much that his face turned pale and his crotch was wet.

Upon hearing the news, Liu rushed over, hugged her frightened nephew tightly in her arms, and comforted him in a soft voice.

As soon as the child's emotions calmed down a little, she immediately sent someone to report the case.

Sheng Junwei didn't need to intervene too much in what happened next, as she was not good at dealing with the warm and touching scenes of surviving a disaster.

She silently returned to the prime minister's residence with her guards and left the follow-up matters to the government.

In the prime minister's residence, when Zhang heard that Sheng Junwei had returned, she immediately put down everything she was doing, and even ignored Prime Minister Pei who was rarely resting at home.

Zhang went straight to Yunyi Pavilion, and as soon as she entered the door, she couldn't wait to ask: "Wei'er, what's wrong?"

Sheng Junwei smiled and replied calmly: "The person has been found. We arrived in time and the child is unharmed. Even more fortunately, we happened to see the man committing the crime and caught him red-handed. He has nothing to say."

She spoke calmly, as if everything was under control.

"This guy is really cunning." Sheng Junwei added, with a trace of contempt in her eyes, "He actually hid Liu Tianle on the bed in his bedroom in an attempt to confuse the public. Once the Liu family found out about him, he could have made up a lie, claiming that he saw the child fainted outside the door and brought him back to the bedroom out of kindness. If we hadn't caught him in the act, this matter would have been a lot more complicated."

Sheng Junwei described the entire rescue process in detail, but she chose to avoid talking about Han Yueer's accidental injury.

Firstly, Han Yueer's behavior did not have any substantial impact on the rescue operation. Secondly, judging from the reactions of the Liu family's servants, their private actions were not only doomed to failure, but could also result in more injuries.

Although Sheng Junwei was dissatisfied with this, she also understood that it was useless to say more.

Han Yue'er was lying on the side at the moment, with a stab wound on her right shoulder. The pain made her curse: "Bitch! She definitely did it on purpose!"

Pei Yu felt pity when he saw her face as pale as paper.

He gently held Han Yue'er's cold hand and softly told the maids around him to take good care of her.

Then, he turned around and left.

At this time, the lights in Pei's house were brightly on, and the family sat together to share dinner.

However, Prime Minister Pei was unable to return home due to an urgent summons from the palace, and Pei Yu was also busy with official duties these days and missed this harmonious moment.

Only Zhang and Sheng Junwei were left at the table.

Sheng Junwei's stomach was empty at the moment. As the steaming dishes were placed on the table one by one, she immediately picked up the chopsticks. Although her movements were quick, they were not rude at all.

Just as they were immersed in this peaceful warmth, news from Xingde Mansion arrived at the right time.

The news revealed that Yan Duhong's crazy revenge on Liu Tianle was actually caused by a heartbreaking grudge.

Yan Duhong's only son once brutally murdered an innocent girl in an attempt to escape legal punishment.

In order to protect his son, Yan Duhong carefully designed a seemingly perfect escape route, attempting to make him hide his identity and stay away from the world for several years, and then bring him back to his side after the storm has passed.

However, just when Yan Duhong's son was about to escape successfully in disguise, Liu's brother accurately saw through his disguise, captured him, and revealed his true face of evil in public.

Despite overwhelming evidence, Yan Duhong's son was executed within just seven days.

This incident caused Yan Duhong to lose his only bloodline, and he suffered the pain of seeing his child die before him.

He vowed to make the other party feel the pain of losing a loved one as a crazy counterattack against the just verdict.

When Zhang heard this, she couldn't help but sigh, feeling mixed emotions.

She looked out the window. It was still early and night had not yet completely fallen.

Zhang took Sheng Junwei's hand, and the two of them moved to the stone bench in the courtyard, sat down and began to chat.

Most of the time, it was Zhang who talked leisurely, expressing his thoughts on human morality, while Sheng Junwei listened quietly, occasionally responding. Although she didn't say much, she always managed to point out the key to the problem just right.

At this moment, Aunt Li's hurried and anxious voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Master, wait a minute and let me inform you, Master!"