It was cold in spring. The door of the eastern courtyard of the Shangguan family was closed tightly, and the sound of a fallen needle could be heard.
"Sister Lanyue, why didn't she move?" The short maidservant's pretty face was pale, and her shrill voice carried a trace of panic.
"Don't panic. There are two Young Madams on it. Even if she dies at this time, it's also because of the poison. It's not our fault!" The Eldest Young Maid Lan Yue snorted coldly and said indifferently, "She's not a fool. She knows how to hide."
The short maidservant took a deep breath and looked at the person in the chair uneasily.
"Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and finish the medicine. Be quick!" There was a trace of cruelty in Lan Yue's eyes, and she urged impatiently.
She had to go back and report it to First Miss. She didn't have time to waste here.
When they heard the order, they quickly pulled back. The two of them pressed down on the dying woman on the chair, and the other two took a bowl of black potion and forced it into her mouth.
In the chaos, Shangguan Qingyi, who was sitting on the chair, fluttered her eyelashes slightly.
The sharp pain rushed straight to the top of her head, as if there was a flash of light. Countless broken memories were forced into her mind. Shangguan Qingyi groaned and opened her tightly shut beautiful eyes.
What was going on? Wasn't she already dead?
"Why do I have so many memories that don't belong to me..."
Before she had time to think about it, her body's instinct had already made her quickly enter a state.
She suddenly stood up from the chair and grabbed the wrist of one of the people who had just pressed her. With a crisp click, she knew that the man's arm had been removed.
He turned around again and slammed his right palm down. The person next to him was still in shock and had no time to dodge. He went straight to the top of his head. A sharp palm wind came in an instant. Before he could cry out in surprise, the person had already fallen down.
Only then did the two men who had been drugged come to their senses. Just as they were about to run, Shangguan Qingyi grabbed hold of them and caught up with them. With a twist of her ankle, the person in front of her fell heavily to the ground.
"Ah... ah..." An ear-piercing sound reverberated in the room one after another, causing one's hair to stand on end.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden change in the situation in front of them and could not speak for a long time.
"Who are you?" Shangguan Qingyi's blurry eyes suddenly became clear. She swept a sharp gaze across the person in front of her. Ignoring the current situation, she asked coldly, "Where is this place?"
His eyes were as cold as a knife piercing through the bones.
The maids were shocked and shouted, "Sister Lanyue, let's go. I'm afraid Third Miss is crazy!"
"Third Miss?"
A peerlessly beautiful face and a silly smile flashed across her mind. Shangguan Qingyi lowered her head slightly.
As an elite agent, her professional ability was the strongest in group A. If she still could not figure out the situation, she would really be in vain.
Ha, she didn't expect that when she was about to retire, she would be framed by the country she was loyal to. She thought that she would die, but she didn't expect that she could enter the secular world and live again.
"Hahaha, it's like this..."
"How ironic!" Shangguan Qingyi's lips curled into a smile.
"Sister Lan Yue, what should we do? She seems to be really crazy." The short maidservant looked at the strange smile on Shangguan Qing's lips and said to Lan Yue with a frown.
"So what if she's crazy?" Lan Yue glared coldly at Shangguan Qingyi. Her mission today was to kill Third Miss.
It seemed that she was crazy. If she failed to complete the task given by First Miss today, she would be punished.
What bad luck!
Shangguan Qingyi raised her eyes slightly and moved her fingers slightly. Her body was still able to move. No matter who it was, it was already a fact that she wanted to hurt her. How could she allow them to treat her like this?
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and get some wine." Lan Yue urged.
The manservants next to him were going to hold down Shangguan Qingyi again and prepare to pour medicine into her mouth again.
Shangguan Qingyi grabbed the young male servant's wrist with a backhand. Before anyone could react, they heard the sound of bones breaking. The young male servant who had been caught screamed in pain, "My hand... my hand..."
After getting rid of the servant, Shangguan Qingyi turned to the side and kicked another servant in the chest. The servant fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked. She, Shangguan Qingyi, was the strongest agent. She would never be soft-hearted.
"You're crazy, crazy... Hurry up and get on the stage." Lyndin started to tremble. She had never seen such a Third Miss before.
The manservants were also used to bullying Shangguan Qingyi. In their opinion, perhaps Shangguan Qingyi had gone crazy and then rushed forward.
Shangguan Qingyi was not in a hurry. She did not need to take these people seriously. The special agent was best at close combat. In a flash, he had already forced himself into the nearest person. He grabbed the man's throat and threw him over his shoulder. At the same time, Shangguan Qingyi picked up the broken pieces of the teapot that had just fallen to the ground and scratched the man's tendons. All of this was done in one go, as if she often did this.
Silence, dead silence. She would not stop until she bled.
At this time, everyone was really shocked. Lan Yue trembled and bit her lower lip. Was this person still the former Third Miss?
"Go... go!" Someone shouted. The servants dragged their injured companions out of the door in a panic, regardless of the pain in their bodies.
Lan Yue stood there in a daze, and the little girl beside her pulled her away.
Shangguan Qingyi glanced around with her beautiful eyes and saw the layout of the whole room.
In the antique room, on the top of the four-sided sandalwood bed, there were purple gauze curtains, and rows of tassels were swaying slightly occasionally. Next to them was a dressing table with a Ling-flower bronze mirror, on which there was a red carved jewelry box and a few hairpins scattered around.
Shangguan Qingyi was once again convinced that she had really traveled through time.
Before she could even sigh, she heard an extremely faint whimper. She caught the sound and turned to look at the source of the sound.
The maid in pink was tied up with ropes and her mouth was stuffed with a handkerchief. She curled up in the corner of the room and looked at Ning Xueyan with tears in her eyes.
With just one glance, Shangguan Qingyi was certain of the identity of the maid. She was the most loyal maid by the original owner's side, Veluriyam.
Thinking of how good this maid was to the original owner, Shangguan Qingyi looked at her with a warm gaze. Since she had already taken over this body, she naturally had to repay the original owner's kindness.
She would pay the debt of gratitude for her. Of course, she would also take revenge for her.
