2227 The Guan Clan Is in Trouble

After a short while, Concubine Jiang, who was at her last gasp, had clearly improved. Her complexion had turned rosy, and her heartbeat also got stronger.

Guan Yibo smiled from the bottom from her heart when she saw this. She hugged her mother tightly in her arms and cried out, "Mother, Mother, it's great. Everything is fine now. You'll be okay, Mother."

"Ugh, cough. Cough, cough, cough." Concubine Jiang slowly came to. When she saw her daughter close-up face, she was startled. She then immediately started crying, "Bo'er, my poor child, have we both died already…"

"You're not allowed to speak nonsense, Mom." Guan Yibo hastily patted her hand and smiled. "Are you feeling much better now? Once I apply medicine on your wounds, you'll be able to completely heal."

Concubine Jiang couldn't help but be surprised. "I, I do indeed feel that my body is much more at ease. Bo'er, what medicine did you feed me?"

"It's the blood-clotting cinnabar fruit."

"What?" Concubine Jiang couldn't help but exclaim in shock. She hastily grabbed Guan Yibo's arm and exhorted, "Bo'er, you, you didn't do anything silly and g-go steal from the Tower of Wondrous Treasures to cure my illness, right?"

Guan Yibo hastily assured, "Mom, don't worry."

"This medicine has nothing to do with the Tower of Wondrous Treasures." When Guan Yibo recalled how heartlessly Guan Zhaotang had treated her, she couldn't resist sneering, "There is nothing for us to say to the Guan Clan from here on out."

Before Concubine Jiang could ask her daughter what happened, the latter suddenly stood up.

She quickly darted to the entrance and peered out the window cautiously.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems like some place outside has caught fire." Guan Yibo was puzzled and peered out the window again.

This time, she saw that the area around the Tower of Wondrous Treasures seemed to have been set ablaze.

Guan Yibo did not feel any sympathy at all and merely looked at the blazing fire for a long time. Afterwards, she quickly walked back to her mother. "Mom, it's not safe outside. Let's put the lights out and go to sleep. No matter what happens after this, don't get up."

The young maidservant that waited on Concubine Jiang was trembling in fear.

Guan Yibo had no leisure to take care of the young maidservant's mood, and she extinguished the lamps in the room with a wave of her hand.

The three of them each found a place to shut their eyes and rest.

However, Concubine Jiang's bed was the only place to lie down in this room.

The young maidservant curled up by the bed, while Guan Yibo leaned against a corner of the room and shut her eyes.

It wasn't until late into the night that the entire Guan Clan seemed to have been ignited by firecrackers. It had gotten noisy outside.

There were the sounds of footsteps everywhere, and the noise even extended into their housing compound.

The sounds of knocking were suddenly heard.

Guan Yibo pressed against her injured left arm.

She stood up and opened the door. The sound of the door creaking open was especially piercing in the desolate night.

The steward sized her up with furrowed brows, and his gaze landed on Guan Yibo's injured arms.

"Where is Concubine Jiang."

"What do you people still want to do?" Guan Yibo asked coldly, "Mother has only just fallen asleep. Do you want a sickly invalid to get up and greet you?"

The steward raised up his lamp and shone it into the room.