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In the backyard of the General's Mansion, an autumn breeze swept by, swirling up a few withered yellow leaves. Murong Xuewei sat alone in the pavilion, holding the mysterious letter in her hand, her brows slightly furrowed.

"The game has begun, get ready."

Those few simple words stirred up ripples in her heart.

The handwriting seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite place where I'd seen it before.

Who sent this letter, and what was their purpose? Murong Xuewei couldn't figure it out.

Since Murong Xuewei's rebirth, she has always relied on her past life's experiences to remain calm and composed no matter what she faces.

But Xiao Wan Ning's sudden faked death seems to have taken everything out of Murong Xue Wei's control, and it has also made Murong Xue Wei feel a sense of panic about the future.

"Madam, it's time for your medicine." Liuli carried a bowl of herbal soup into the pavilion. Seeing her mistress lost in thought again, she gently reminded her, "The doctor said that you're pregnant now, so you can't keep thinking like this."

Murong Xuewei put away the letter and took the medicine. The bitterness of the medicine spread in her mouth, but she seemed not to feel it at all.

"Liuli, go and investigate the origin of this letter." She handed the letter to Liuli, "especially whether there has been anything unusual at the various post stations in the capital recently."

Liuli took the letter, but asked with some concern, "Madam, should we inform the General first?"

“No need,” Murong Xuewei shook her head. “He’s been busy with military affairs lately; there’s no need to worry about such things.”

In truth, she knew very well that Gu Ye couldn't know what was behind this letter. At least not until she figured out the truth, she couldn't let him get involved.

Liuli accepted the order and left, while Murong Xuewei got up and walked towards her room. Just as she reached the corner of the corridor, she saw Uncle Lin walking towards her.

"Madam doesn't look well." Uncle Lin stopped, his eyes scrutinizing her. "Is she feeling unwell?"

"It's alright, it's probably just because it's cold," Murong Xuewei replied casually.

"The general has been very busy with military affairs lately, so the lady should take good care of herself," Uncle Lin said meaningfully.

Murong Xuewei smiled slightly: "Uncle Lin is right, I will be careful."

Only after Uncle Lin had walked away did the smile on her face slowly fade. For some reason, the old housekeeper's attitude towards her always seemed distant and wary.

Back in her room, Murong Xuewei took out an exquisite wooden box from a hidden compartment.

The box contained various clues she had collected since her rebirth, as well as some fragments of memories left over from her previous life.

As she was looking through these things, a sudden wave of nausea washed over her.

The discomfort of pregnancy forced her to stop what she was doing and slowly sit down, holding onto the corner of the table.

“Madam!” came Liuli’s hurried footsteps from outside the door.

"come in."

Liuli pushed open the door and entered, a hint of surprise on her face: "Madam, I've found some clues. The messenger was an unfamiliar servant, but it's said he once worked at the Princess's residence."

Murong Xuewei's eyes narrowed: "Princess's Residence? Is it the First Princess's Residence or the Second Princess's Residence?"

“We haven’t found anything about that,” Liuli shook her head. “However, that person was recently spotted at a teahouse in the south of the city.”

"A teahouse..." Murong Xuewei murmured thoughtfully. In her past life, she did indeed have a unique experience in the south of the city. Could this letter be related to that incident?

"Would you like to go take a look, Madam?"

Murong Xuewei was about to nod when she suddenly remembered her current condition and hesitated. But if she missed this clue, she might never find the messenger again.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside.

"Madam, the general has returned," a maid's voice came from the courtyard.

Murong Xuewei's expression changed, and she quickly put the wooden box away: "Liuli, go to the teahouse yourself later, and be sure to be careful."

"Yes, Madam, please rest assured."

When Gu Ye entered the room, he saw Murong Xuewei leaning against the couch reading a book.

"How are you today?" He sat down by the bed, his gaze falling on his wife's slightly pale face.

"Everything is fine." Murong Xuewei closed the book. "But you, why are you back so early today?"

Gu Ye reached out and tucked the blanket around her: "I heard you weren't feeling well again this morning, so I came back early to check on you."

This thoughtful gesture came suddenly, but it warmed Murong Xuewei's heart.

Ever since Murong Xuewei was diagnosed with pregnancy, Gu Ye has been extremely careful about everything she does, wanting to do everything himself.

Gu Ye continued, "If you're feeling tired lately, leave the affairs of the manor to Uncle Lin."

"What, is it Uncle Lin who says I didn't do well enough?" Murong Xuewei's tone was playful.

"No." Gu Ye shook his head and smiled indulgently, "It's just that your health is the most important thing right now; everything else can wait."

Murong Xuewei lowered her eyes and remained silent. She reached out and hugged Gu Ye's waist, burying her head in his chest.

A lot has happened recently, and Gu Ye knows that Murong Xuewei has indeed been exhausted.

"Oh, right," Gu Ye suddenly said, "Her Majesty the Empress summons you to the palace tomorrow."

Why?

"They said it was out of concern for your health," Gu Ye said calmly. "If you don't want to go, I'll cancel it for you."

Murong Xuewei's heart skipped a beat. The Empress summoning her at this time was probably not so simple, especially given that Xiao Wanning had just "died."

"It's alright, the Empress is a nice person. She probably just wanted to chat with me when she summoned me to the palace." Murong Xuewei smiled gently.

Gu Ye gave a few more instructions before getting up and leaving. Once his footsteps had faded into the distance, Murong Xuewei finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the headboard, and closed her eyes to rest.

Too much happened today; she needs to sort out her thoughts.

Could there be any connection between that mysterious letter, the servants at the princess's residence, the teahouse in the south of the city, and the empress's summons?

When the night was deep and quiet, Liuli quietly returned to report.

“Madam, I heard some things at the teahouse,” she said in a low voice. “The messenger seems to be in contact with a veiled noblewoman.”

"A noblewoman?" Murong Xuewei pressed, "Could you see her face clearly?"

“No.” Liuli shook her head. “But that noblewoman’s attire didn’t seem to belong to an ordinary family. And…” She paused, “she seemed very interested in the General’s Mansion.”

Murong Xuewei's eyes turned cold. It seemed that this game was far more complicated than she had imagined.

"You may go and rest now," she instructed. "Tomorrow... I will be going to the palace to see the Empress. Keep a close watch on things secretly."

After Liuli left, Murong Xuewei took out the letter from under her pillow and examined it carefully.

In the candlelight, the words seemed to dance, carrying a certain unsettling meaning.

"The game has begun..." she repeated softly, her gaze gradually deepening. "What exactly does this game refer to?"

In this life, she was reborn and returned, intending to complete her revenge step by step.

But now, it seems there is an invisible hand secretly driving things forward.

The baby in her womb seemed to sense her emotional fluctuations and moved slightly. Murong Xuewei stroked her lower abdomen, her expression softening.

In this life, she not only wants to seek justice for the past, but also to protect everything in front of her.