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The golden autumn sun shone on the courtyard of the General's Mansion, bathing everything in a warm golden light.

However, this warmth could not dispel the chill in Murong Xuewei's heart.

Murong Xuewei stood by the window, her eyes flashing with a cold light.

The events of last night kept replaying in her mind, and Murong Lian's betrayal was like a knife to her heart.

Murong Xuewei gripped the window frame tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Murong Xuewei couldn't bear it any longer and got up with Liuli, heading straight for Gu Ye's study.

“General,” Murong Xuewei said to Gu Ye with a serious expression, her voice trembling slightly, “today I’m going to settle accounts with Murong Lian.”

Gu Ye was organizing military documents when he heard Murong Xuewei's words. He looked up and saw the determination in Murong Xuewei's eyes.

Gu Ye put down his pen, stood up, and walked to Murong Xuewei's side.

"Let's go! I'll go with you." Gu Ye's voice was steady and powerful, giving Murong Xuewei tremendous support.

Murong Xuewei felt a warmth in her heart, but then she thought of something and hesitated, "But...won't this implicate you?" A trace of worry flashed in Murong Xuewei's eyes.

Gu Ye gently held Murong Xuewei's hand. Gu Ye's palm was rough but warm. "Xuewei, your affairs are my affairs. You are my wife. If I can't even stand up for you in such a small matter, what will the people of the capital think of me?"

Murong Xuewei took a deep breath, a resolute glint in her eyes, "Alright, let's set off now." Murong Xuewei's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible joy.

Gu Ye nodded, turned around and ordered, "Send word to assemble a team of elite troops to follow me out of the manor." Gu Ye's voice carried an unquestionable authority.

Before long, a group of fully armed soldiers were already outside the mansion gate, ready to go.

Under the sunlight, the soldiers' armor gleamed with a cold light.

Murong Xuewei and Gu Ye walked out of the mansion side by side, a chilling atmosphere filling the air.

Murong Xuewei originally wanted to ride a horse herself, but when she went out, she found that Uncle Lin had only prepared one horse for her.

Gu Ye, still on horseback, reached out his hand to Murong Xuewei, who naturally took his hand in return.

With a strong pull, Gu Ye easily dragged Murong Xuewei onto the horse.

"General, I'd better ride a horse myself."

Gu Ye tugged on the reins, and the horse instantly raised its front hooves, leaving Murong Xuewei with no choice but to wrap her arms around Gu Ye's waist.

"It's too late to prepare now. It's only a short walk to the Vice Minister's residence anyway."

Murong Xuewei could only nod and put her arms around Gu Ye.

The servants in the mansion held their breath upon seeing this display of force and stepped aside to make way for the soldiers.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed through the streets, drawing the attention of passersby.

The people were all curious as to why General Gu had suddenly led his troops out into the streets. Were they perhaps preparing to launch another attack?

But there's no precedent for bringing one's wife along when going to war!

Sitting on her horse, Murong Xuewei felt a surge of hatred.

Murong Xuewei recalled her past life: the tragic deaths of her elder brother and parents, the defilement of her sister-in-law, and the forced removal of her unborn child. How much of all this stemmed from Murong Lian's betrayal?

In this life, she was still too kind to Murong Lian.

"Since you've chosen to stand against the Murong family, Murong Lian, you must be prepared to pay the price." A hint of murderous intent flashed in Murong Xuewei's eyes.

Soon, the group arrived at the Vice Minister's residence.

This is a small but exquisite courtyard. Several peony plants were planted in front of the gate, but they have withered and are now dead, leaving only withered branches and leaves.

Murong Xuewei dismounted and strode towards the gate.

Murong Xuewei went up and kicked the door hard, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on the door.

"Murong Lian! Come out and see me!" Murong Xuewei shouted, her voice filled with long-suppressed anger.

There was a commotion inside the door, and then a servant opened the door and walked out tremblingly.

"Who are you?" The servant, recognizing the soldiers behind Murong Xuewei, hurriedly tried to close the door.

Gu Ye rushed forward, grabbed the door, pushed the servant aside, and opened the door completely.

Upon seeing this, the servant quickly scrambled to his feet and stumbled towards the house.

Murong Xuewei, not in a hurry, sat down in the main hall of the Vice Minister's residence with Liuli and Gu Ye.

A moment later, Murong Lian came out with the servant looking impatient. The moment she saw Murong Xuewei, she turned around and tried to run away.

With a light tap of his toes, Gu Ye used his lightness skill to fly to Murong Lian's side, then carried Murong Lian to Murong Xuewei's side.

Murong Xuewei's face was pale, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

"Sister, you... why are you here?" Murong Lian asked, trying to remain calm, but her voice trembled slightly.

Murong Xuewei looked at her coldly, her gaze like a knife. "Why am I here? Do I need to remind you about what happened last night?"

Murong Lian's expression changed, but she forced a smile and said, "Sister, I don't know what you're talking about." There was a hint of guilt in Murong Lian's voice.

Murong Xuewei sneered, her voice as icy as ice, "Since you don't remember, I'll help you recall it properly."

Murong Xuewei looked up and gave Liuli a look. Liuli immediately stepped forward, pressed Murong Lian down, and made her kneel in front of Murong Xuewei.

Murong Xuewei took out a gleaming dagger from her sleeve and pressed it against Murong Lian's face.

"Yesterday you said that my existence was blocking your way. I thought about it all night but couldn't figure out what kind of way it was. This morning I suddenly realized it. Oh! It was a dead end."

Murong Lian stared at the dagger in Murong Xuewei's hand, her whole body trembling.

"Sister, I was just joking with you. You've taken good care of me since I was little. If it weren't for you, I probably would have died of illness long ago."

Murong Xuewei gritted her teeth and looked at Murong Lian, "You still know that I saved your life, so now I'm taking it back."

Murong Xuewei slid the dagger downwards forcefully, and a bloody wound appeared on Murong Lian's face.

Murong Lian curled up on the ground in pain, crying out, "My face, my face!"

Just then, Jiang Lingyun rushed back from outside in a panic, "Murong Xuewei, what are you doing?"

Murong Xuewei turned her head and saw Jiang Lingyun standing not far away, his face gloomy.

Jiang Lingyun rushed to the hall, pushed aside Liuli, and helped Murong Lian up.

Murong Lian covered her face with one hand and tightly gripped Jiang Lingyun's clothes with the other.

"Lingyun, I'm so scared. My sister wants to kill me."

“Lord Jiang,” Murong Xuewei said calmly, her voice tinged with wariness, “didn’t you see? I was dealing with family matters!”

Jiang Lingyun snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "Family matters? Murong Xuewei, you led a troop of soldiers and trespassed into my Vice Minister's residence. Do you have any respect for the law?"

Gu Ye stepped forward, blocking Murong Xuewei's path. His voice was low and threatening. "Lord Jiang, Murong Lian hired someone to harm my wife yesterday. My wife is here to apprehend the murderer, not to trespass as you claim. If you disagree, we can go to the Emperor to have a discussion."