The whole family was brutally murdered? The ruthless heiress's eldest daughter went berserk aft

Murong Xuewei's heart tightened, and Zhang Jing's meaningful words from earlier that day kept echoing in her mind.

"Husband," she called softly, her voice slightly hoarse.

Upon hearing the sound, Gu Ye immediately composed himself, looked up at her by the window, and asked tenderly, "What's wrong?"

Murong Xuewei stared intently into his eyes, those usually clear and bright eyes now appearing unusually deep. She took a deep breath: "Zhang Jing just came to see me and said something to me."

"Oh?" Gu Ye's tone remained calm as he stepped towards the stairs.

“He said that sometimes the antidote is more deadly than the poison,” Murong Xuewei said, emphasizing each word as she intently observed Gu Ye’s every subtle expression.

Gu Ye paused almost imperceptibly, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

He quickly regained his composure and continued walking up the steps: "He was referring to the medicine we received a few days ago. Zhang Jing always speaks in a cryptic and ambiguous way, why take it to heart?"

"Really?" Murong Xuewei's voice trembled slightly. "But I feel like there's something more to his words. Have you been hiding something from me lately?"

Gu Ye had already walked up to her, reaching out to stroke her cheek: "Xue Wei, you've been working too hard lately. Don't take everything I say to heart. I'm here; I won't let you suffer any injustice."

Murong Xuewei turned slightly to the side, avoiding his touch.

Gu Ye's hand froze in mid-air, a hint of hurt flashing in his eyes. The atmosphere in the room instantly solidified.

"What are you hiding from me?" She stared directly into Gu Ye's eyes, her gaze sharp as a knife. "Recently, there have been some strange disturbances in the manor, and those mysterious visitors..."

“No.” Gu Ye withdrew his hand, took a half step back, and said in a gentle voice, “I’ve always been honest with you.”

"Honest?" Murong Xuewei sneered. "Then why didn't you tell me about the private purchase of weapons? And how do you explain those secret meetings at night?"

Gu Ye's pupils contracted sharply, and his face instantly turned pale: "You...you knew everything?"

"I know everything." Murong Xuewei's voice trembled slightly, her nails digging deeply into her palms. "What exactly are you trying to do? Why are you hiding this from me?"

Murong Xuewei glared angrily at Gu Ye, when suddenly her stomach tightened, and her whole abdomen felt as if it were being squeezed by a large hand.

Murong Xuewei was so in pain that she couldn't stand steadily and squatted down, supporting herself on the table with one hand.

Seeing this, Gu Ye hurriedly came over to support Murong Xuewei, "Xuewei, what's wrong? Don't scare me."

Gu Ye scooped up Murong Xuewei and ran out, shouting, "Someone, quickly fetch a doctor, quick!"

Meanwhile, at the Zhang residence.

Jiang Lingyun, dressed in a gray robe, walked into Zhang Shilang's residence with a gloomy expression.

When the servant came to report to Vice Minister Zhang, his hand trembled, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Ignoring the shattered teacup, Minister Zhang grabbed Madam Zhang's hand and instructed her, "Madam, you and Lin'er go back to your room first. No matter what happens, don't come out. I've secretly saved some money and shops over the years; they're under your dressing case. If anything happens to me, take the money and Lin'er and leave Taichu Kingdom, never to return."

Madam Zhang grabbed Vice Minister Zhang's hand and said, "Why are you saying these things to me out of the blue?"

"Madam, there's no time to explain in detail." Vice Minister Zhang pushed Madam Zhang and the child into the room and closed the door.

He walked calmly to the front hall to see Jiang Lingyun.

Sunlight streamed through the branches and into the study window, casting uneasy shadows.

Zhang, the Vice Minister, sat in his chair, his face ashen, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Jiang Lingyun stood opposite him, looking down at him with eyes so cold they seemed to freeze a person's heart.

“Lord Zhang,” Jiang Lingyun’s voice was unhurried, yet carried a chilling pressure, “we are all intelligent people, why pretend to be stupid? How much do you know about Gu Ye’s secrets?”

Suppressing his fear, Vice Minister Zhang forced a smile: "General Jiang is too kind. I am but an insignificant vice minister; how could I possibly know General Gu's secret? General Gu and I are merely nodding acquaintances."

"Is that so?" Jiang Lingyun sneered, taking a letter from her sleeve and waving it in the candlelight. "Then how do you explain this?"

When Zhang Shilang saw the mark on the envelope, his face turned deathly pale, and he almost slid off his chair: "This...this is..." His voice was trembling.

"Speak!" Jiang Lingyun slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup jump. "Who exactly is Gu Ye? What is he trying to do by secretly contacting so many court officials?"

Minister Zhang trembled violently, large beads of sweat constantly sliding down his forehead: "Lord Jiang, spare me! I... I really didn't know..."

"Don't know?" Jiang Lingyun narrowed his eyes, his hand slowly reaching for the sword at his waist. "Then let me think of something for you..."

"Bang!" The door was suddenly pushed open with a loud noise.

Prime Minister Su strode in, his face grim, a stack of memorials in his hand. "Zhang Jinyang! What's the meaning of these memorials? You can't even handle this small matter properly? What face do you have to be a Vice Minister?"

Zhang, feeling as if granted a pardon, hurriedly stood up from his chair, almost tripping. "Lord Su, please forgive me. It was my negligence. I will go with you to deal with it." After saying this, he left with Prime Minister Su almost as if he were fleeing.

From the moment Su Youxiang entered until he left with Zhang Shilang, he didn't even glance at Jiang Lingyun.

Jiang Lingyun stood there, a cold glint in his eyes. He watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Back at Xiao Wanning's residence, Jiang Lingyun gave a detailed account of what had happened. In the candlelight, Xiao Wanning's expression shifted between light and shadow.

“Tell me,” she said, her long, slender fingers tapping lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound, “how could Prime Minister Su have happened to be there by such a coincidence?”

“I also find it strange.” Jiang Lingyun knelt on one knee. “How could it be such a coincidence that just as I was about to make a move against Minister Zhang, Prime Minister Su arrived? Your Highness, do you think Prime Minister Su might also be one of Gu Ye’s men?”

“Impossible.” Xiao Wanning frowned. “When Prime Minister Su entered the court, Gu Ye was still breastfeeding. How could they…” She suddenly stopped, a hint of surprise and uncertainty flashing in her eyes, “Unless…”

"Unless what?" Jiang Lingyun pressed.

Xiao Wanning stood up and paced back and forth in the room. "Unless Gu Ye's identity is extraordinary, how could an ordinary general receive such protection from a high-ranking and powerful minister?" She gritted her teeth. "Investigate! Investigate all the ministers who have close ties with Gu Ye!"

"Should we include Prime Minister Su as well...?"