On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

The opponent's attack came again, Shen Wantang dodged sideways, opened the fire starter and threw it onto the gauze curtain beside him.

The flames climbed wildly, and the green gauze curtain was instantly swallowed by the flames.

Shen Wantang walked away with a sword in hand, forcing the comer back to the window. The brightness of the flames outlined the comer's figure.

This figure really looks familiar.

Flames spread everywhere and the assassin was thrown into disarray.

Shen Wantang stabbed with his sword, hitting the opponent's left shoulder squarely.

She knew her limits, injuring the assassin more seriously but not taking his life.

"Ah..." The assassin groaned in a muffled voice. When Shen Wantang pulled out the sword, he dragged his injured body and fled out of the window.

But the fire in the room was somewhat out of control.

There were tiny noises coming from the beams, and Shen Wantang hurriedly picked up his coat and rushed out.

The moment she ran out, the whole house collapsed. The rain gradually weakened, but the fire grew bigger and bigger.

"No, it's gone!"

Suddenly, the servants of the Shen Mansion panicked and ran to the well to fetch water to put out the fire.

"What's going on?" Aunt Liu frowned, dragged her tired body to sit up, rubbed her eyes and looked out the window.

The maid rushed over upon hearing the noise and reported quietly, "Madam, there is a fire in the eldest lady's yard."

"The fire broke out... What's the big deal... Wait! Who are you talking about!?" It only took a moment for his eyes to light up from sleepy ones.

Aunt Liu quickly got up, put on her clothes and ran towards Shen Wantang's yard.

The people in the yard were busy working, and the sky in the east began to turn pale, and they finally put out the fire.

"Oh my! My poor young lady! How did you suddenly catch fire? The master was not at home in the military camp yesterday. How can I explain this to the master?"

Aunt Liu rushed over, crying and shouting, and wanted to dig out the "burned Shen Wantang" from the ruins.

This scene actually scared the maid beside her.

She cried and screamed heartbrokenly, but there were no tears on her face.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you give me a hand?" Aunt Liu suddenly turned around and looked fiercely at the maid who was standing there in a daze.

The maid realized what was happening only then, and quickly dropped the umbrella in her hand and went forward to hold Aunt Liu.

At that time, behind the ruins, a figure slowly walked towards them.

"I'm not dead yet, so why are you so anxious to mourn?"

Shen Wantang raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman performing in front of him with interest, with a playful smile on his face: "After all these years, I didn't realize that Aunt Liu is really a good material for acting."

"You, you!" Aunt Liu slowly turned her head and looked at Shen Wantang standing in front of her. She stuttered for a moment: "How could you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she fainted in the arms of her maid.

"Thank you for your hard work. You have been putting out fires all night. Go to bed early. I'll give you a day off today." Shen Wantang glanced around, cleared his throat and spoke.

"Thank you, Miss." Everyone put down what they were holding and turned to leave.

Shen Wantang lowered his head and looked at the scabbard in his hand. The smile on his face disappeared instantly. A gloom hung between his brows and lingered for a long time.

The fire at the Shen family's home last night alarmed half of the capital city, and the news even reached the imperial palace.

The eunuch reported everything that happened last night to Ji Xunchuan and looked at him inquiringly: "Your Majesty, General Shen is still in the military camp."

"Pass the order down. The affairs of the military camp are handed over to the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei. General Shen's family suddenly encountered an accident, so I grant him a three-day vacation." Ji Xunchuan frowned, looking at the mountain of memorials in front of him, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

The eunuch bowed and was about to convey the order, but just as he took two steps back, he was stopped by Ji Xunchuan.

"Miss Shen, how are you now?" After thinking for a moment, Ji Xunchuan asked slowly.

"Your Majesty, I don't know. I will go and find out and then come back to tell Your Majesty."

With the emperor's oral order, the news of the fire in the Shen family really spread throughout the streets and alleys.

General Shen hurried back, without even taking off his armor, and headed straight for Shen Wantang's courtyard.

"Wantang!"

General Shen had been a soldier all his life, but now he was in tears. As soon as he stepped into his daughter's courtyard, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees in an instant.

"General, the eldest lady is waiting for you in the side hall." The maid came hurriedly to report.

General Shen finally cheered up when he heard that Shen Wantang was fine.

After telling his father everything that happened last night, Shen Wantang took the scabbard he had picked up from the ruins and said, "Dad, does this scabbard look familiar to you?"

General Shen took it and took a closer look. His brows knitted into a shape of a "川" (river) in an instant, but a trace of anger ignited in his eyes: "Zhenbei Hou's son, Cen Shen!"

Last night, Shen Wantang couldn't believe it. Until just now, when General Shen blurted out Cen Xiao's name, Shen Wantang's heart was still hanging.

"I have no grudge against him and the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, but they sent someone to assassinate you."

As soon as he finished speaking, General Shen punched the table, and the teacup next to him shook.

It was he who delivered the medicine yesterday, and it was also he who sent people to assassinate.

Shen Wantang narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, as if thinking about something - perhaps, this was a frame-up.

There was silence in the side hall, and a sharp woman's voice broke the silence.

"Oh, master! I was so scared!" Aunt Liu was supported by someone and walked in tremblingly. There were tears in the corners of her eyes and her face was pale, which made people feel distressed.

Looking at Aunt Liu, Shen Wantang cleared his throat. Look at this woman, what drama is she trying to perform?

"Master, when I arrived, the house was already in ruins. There was a loud thunder last night. I'm afraid that the thunder must have struck the house, which caused the fire! Master, the thunder just happened to strike the eldest lady's yard, this..."

As she spoke, Aunt Liu slowly raised her eyes and her inquiring gaze fell on General Shen's face.

Shen Wantang sneered and raised her eyes to look at the person who was acting: "Madam Liu, this morning, you came here and said that I was dead. Why, it seems that you are looking forward to my death?"

As soon as the words fell, Aunt Liu's eyes trembled, and then her eyes became dazed.

"Do you believe in the words of heavenly thunder? There was a lot of thunder last night, but Aunt Liu, you may have forgotten that there is a trap left for me by my mother in my yard, so the thunder can't strike me."

Shen Wantang stared at Aunt Liu. His cold gaze made Aunt Liu feel uneasy and she lowered her head in disappointment.

"After being in charge of the Shen family for a few days, have you forgotten the differences between superiors and inferiors?" Shen Wantang said in a loud voice.

Aunt Liu's body trembled with fear, and tears of fear flowed down her cheeks.