The door guard saw a carriage parked at the yamen gate. I didn't know who was above it. I walked out of the gate and looked around. When he saw Song Yuner sitting in the car clearly, he shouted: "Oh my God! Ghost..." As soon as he said this, he quickly stopped talking. Where did the ghost come from in broad daylight? And I dare to say that the daughter of the magistrate is a ghost, unless he doesn't want to hang out in the yamen.

Although the door was frightened, he still bravely approached and took a closer look. Song Yuner had a pretty face, snatched the groom's whip, and blew a crisp sound in the air: "What's wrong? Don't you know me anymore?"

Listening to this, looking at this person, Miss Song really didn't die, but she was still a little confused. The disciple asked silly again: "Miss, have you been burned to death?"

"You open your eyes and see! Is this lady a human or a ghost?" Song Yuner said with a smile. Song Yuner took Bai Sumei to avoid the fire last night, and she was still very proud. Therefore, although the door asked a little rudely, this arrogant lady was not angry for the first time.

The door was still carefully looking up and down, looking down at the shadows under Song Yuner's sun, and then shouting in surprise: "The eldest lady is not dead! The eldest lady is back!" He shouted wildly, running all the way to the yamen, "The eldest lady is not dead! The eldest lady is back!..."

Song Yuner helped Bai Sumei off the carriage, and went into the yamen with Yang Qiuchi slowly towards the inner yamen. When she passed through the lobby, she heard a voice shouting in the distance: "My Yun'er, where is Yun'er?" The chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer. A group of people came out of the corner of the room, including men and women. The one running in the front was the goatee-bearded Magistrate Song.

The daughter died, and County Magistrate Song had no intention of working for the day and stayed in the inner court and sighed. The concubines and wives were already asking for advice on what to do afterwards.

At this moment, the doorman came to report that the eldest lady was not dead and had already returned. When he heard the news, Magistrate Song was so happy that he almost fainted. He rushed out of the inner court with his wives and concubines. He saw three people coming from afar, one of whom was his precious daughter. Magistrate Song was so excited that he cried. He didn't care about his dignity in his body, so he ran over and hugged his daughter in his arms.

Han walked slowly, but he rushed over in two steps, hugged Song Yun'er and cried. The concubines also wiped their tears and gathered up, and they couldn't tell whether they were crying or laughing.

Song Yuner broke free from her father's arms and said with a smile: "Okay OK! Don't cry, am I OK?"

Magistrate Song hugged his daughter's shoulder and stammered, "Yun'er, I, your mother and I, thought you..., we are all almost injured, and we are dying of sadness..."

"Okay OK! Dad, stop talking. You're almost anxious to death when you hear me!" Song Yun'er said coquettishly, holding the father and mother's hand, "Didn't my daughter have come back?"

Han wiped his tears and asked happily: "Daughter, how did you escape from the fire."

"What can that little fire do to me?" Song Yuner tilted her head and said proudly, "I knew someone would set fire!"

"Oh?" As soon as he heard this, Magistrate Song was a little surprised, "How did you know?"

Song Yuner originally wanted to continue bragging, but the master was behind her. The cowhide was broken as soon as she bragged, so she had to honestly say: "It was my brother who told me."

Until then, County Magistrate Song seemed to have just discovered that there were Yang Qiuchi and Bai Sumei next to him. He hurriedly said hello. He was a little disbelieving in Song Yuner's words and asked Yang Qiuchi: "Nephew, how did you know that someone was going to set fire to the Yin family's small attic last night?"

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said, "Uncle, I said yesterday afternoon that there are probably accomplices in this case. I guess that once the accomplices know that Mrs. Yin is resurrected, they will definitely come to kill and silence them. So I asked Yun'er to transfer Mrs. Yin to my original old house that night."

Magistrate Song suddenly realized and asked again: "Then why didn't you tell me last night?"

"There are so many people last night, and the scene is chaotic. I'm afraid that the news will be leaked and let the accomplices know."

Magistrate Song nodded and said excitedly: "Nephew, you, you saved me again, my daughter, me, what should I do, how can I thank you."

Yang Qiuchi said, "Uncle, you have to be polite. Yun'er is also my sister. Let's go back to the inner yamen first, and we also need to notify Mr. Bai Qian and Mr. Yin to avoid worrying them."

"Yes, yes!" County Magistrate Song ordered the squad leader to go to Yin Mansion to inform him. The maid next to him stepped forward to support Bai Sumei. Everyone said as they walked and returned to the inner yard.

When she returned home, Song Yuner talked about the thrilling story of carrying Bai Sumei out of the small attic in a night-breaking dress last night. She talked and gestured, and everyone was amazed and burst into laughter.

At this moment, the inner yamen ran in and said, "Master, Madam, Mr. Bai Qian and the others are here." Then, there was another sound of calling her children from afar. Bai Qian rushed in first, and saw her daughter Bai Sumei sitting on the chair at first. She shouted, rushed forward, hugged her daughter tightly, and she was still crying.

Yesterday afternoon, Mr. Bai Qian saw his daughter resurrected from the dead and was already in surprise, but last night there was a fire. He thought his daughter had died tragically in the fire, but he didn't expect that his daughter would be resurrected again today. In this great sorrow and joy, the tears of the man in the tiger's eyes finally shed.

Mrs. Bai was standing foolishly at the door. She no longer dared to accept the torture of great joy, for fear that it would be another empty joy. Watching her daughter crying in her husband's arms, causing a string of coughs. Only then can she believe that her daughter is alive again!

Before she could call out her daughter's name, Bai Sumei had already rushed into her arms crying, and there were another series of coughs.

Mrs. Bai hugged her daughter tightly, called her daughter's name in her mouth, held her face up, and looked carefully in her tears. It was indeed her own daughter. She hugged her again, and tears fell down. She murmured in her mouth that she would never let her leave her again, and would never let her suffer a little grievance.

Mr. Bai Qian asked about the incident, of course, it was explained by Song Yuner. She was very happy to show her chivalrous and righteous affairs. When she once again told the story of last night, Mr. Bai Qian and Mrs. Bai understood that Yang Qiuchi's inconspicuous little supervisor once again saved their precious daughter's life.

Mr. Bai Qian held Yang Qiuchi's hand tightly and choked with sobs: "Mr. Yang, thank you for saving my daughter again. Mr. Yang's kindness to my Bai family is engraved in my heart!" Mrs. Bai also nodded gratefully to Yang Qiuchi with tears in his eyes.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said, "I should thank Miss Song, she brought Miss Bai to escape the fire last night."

Song Yuner stuck out her tongue: "If you hadn't told me, I'd probably even burned myself to death."

This little girl has also learned to be modest.

After glanced at him, he found that there was a pale young man in a long robe standing at the door, with thick bandages wrapped in one hand, and blood was oozing out of it. It was Yin De. He saw that his face was gloomy and clear, standing behind everyone, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he opened his mouth from time to time to yawn. What was wrong with this boy not waking up? He kept yawning in broad daylight. Yang Qiuchi was a little strange.
Chapter completed!