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

Uncle Lin's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the secret chamber of Taiqing Palace.

"What?" Murong Xuewei frowned slightly, a hint of disbelief flashing in her eyes. "You're saying the current 'Madam' is fake? What about the real Xiao Wanning?"

Uncle Lin stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at her, his gaze seemingly piercing through her soul. "The real Xiao Wan Ning is long dead. As for how she died..." He paused meaningfully, "...I'm afraid only the already deceased Xiao Wan Ning and the murderer know."

"How is this possible?" Consort Ning exclaimed in surprise. "When I was still serving in the palace, I had never heard of such a thing."

Uncle Lin sneered, "How could ordinary concubines like you possibly know the secrets of the palace? That 'Xiao Wan Ning' was actually replaced five years ago."

Murong Xuewei's heart was filled with shock. In both her past and present lives, she had never heard of this earth-shattering secret.

Five years ago... she secretly plotted in her heart, that was when Xiao Wanning began to become ambitious and plotted to seize power.

"Then who is Xiao Wanning now?" Zhang Jing suddenly asked. "To be able to operate in the court for so long without being discovered, this person must have an extraordinary background."

Uncle Lin glanced at Zhang Jing: "The people of Medicine King Valley are indeed meticulous. Indeed, this fake Xiao Wan Ning has a special background. What is her true identity...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside. Uncle Lin immediately stopped talking, his expression grave. "This isn't the time to talk about this. Remember, you must tell Gu Ye about the fake Xiao Wan Ning's identity. Only he can..."

"Why do you have to tell Gu Ye?" Murong Xuewei looked at Uncle Lin warily. "You could tell him yourself. Uncle Lin, what are you planning?"

A complex look flashed in Uncle Lin's eyes: "Madam, you are a wise woman. Some things cannot be said until the time is right. But I can tell you that the General's future endeavors are closely related to what I've mentioned."

"Gu Ye's grand plan?" Murong Xuewei's heart skipped a beat. Could there be some hidden story behind this?

"Alright!" Consort Ning suddenly interrupted, "The enemy is about to breach the defenses; now is not the time to discuss these matters."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion erupted outside. Xiao Wan Ning and her men had already surrounded Taiqing Palace. Uncle Lin's expression changed, and he urged, "You all hurry! Leave through the secret passage in the back mountain. Take this sachet with you." He placed a blue sachet in Murong Xue Wei's hand, "It can help you if necessary."

Before Murong Xuewei could ask anything else, Consort Ning had already pulled her towards the back mountain. A door burst open behind them, and Xiao Wanning stormed in with a group of people.

"Uncle Lin!" Xiao Wan's eyes flashed with anger. "You betrayed me!"

Uncle Lin remained calm, a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Xiao Wanning, don't forget, we're just business partners. Besides..." He gave her a meaningful look, "Do you really have the right to accuse me of betrayal?"

Xiao Wanning's expression changed drastically: "You..."

"Our relationship is purely cooperative," Uncle Lin sneered. "You can't force me to do anything I'm unwilling to do."

Xiao Wan Ning's face turned deathly pale, then she shouted sharply, "Guards! Go after Murong Xue Wei! As for you..." She narrowed her eyes, "I'll settle accounts with you after I get back."

A squad of soldiers immediately split into two groups, one pursuing Murong Xuewei, and the other surrounding Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin, however, remained completely calm, instead laughing, "Trying to catch me? I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Meanwhile, Murong Xuewei and her group were rapidly traversing the mountains. In the darkness, the shouts of pursuers echoed through the valleys. Zhang Jing led the way, while Consort Ning supported the weakened Murong Xuewei, glancing back every now and then.

"They've caught up!" Consort Ning suddenly exclaimed.

Zhang Jing frowned. "This way!" He pointed to a secluded path. "This path will shake them off."

Murong Xuewei ran forward, when suddenly she saw thick smoke rising from the direction of Taiqing Palace in the distance. The firelight illuminated half the sky and lit up the valley. She stopped and stared blankly at the firelight.

This moment felt like a lifetime ago. Memories of her past life flooded back: on the night of the palace coup, she too watched the flames soar into the sky, powerless to change anything. But in this life, she had lived longer than before, and witnessed far more cruelty. Fate had given her a second chance; she could not repeat the same mistakes.

Suddenly, a dizzying sensation struck, and Murong Xuewei's vision went black as she fell backward.

"Xuewei!" Consort Ning exclaimed, quickly supporting her. "Zhang Jing, Xuewei can't hold on any longer!"

Zhang Jing glanced back and immediately said, "I'll carry her on my back." Just as he was about to step forward, Consort Ning had already hoisted Murong Xuewei onto her back.

“I’ll do it,” Consort Ning said through gritted teeth. “You need to save your strength to deal with any possible pursuers.”

Zhang Jing nodded: "It's safe not far ahead. Gu Ye is recuperating there."

When they finally arrived at the safe house, Gu Ye was leaning against the window, looking anxious. When he saw Zhang Jing bring his men in, he immediately stood up, but because his injuries had not yet healed, he staggered a little.

"Watch out!" Zhang Jing stepped forward to support him, his expression grave. "We made it to Taiqing Palace in time, but..."

"But what?" A sense of foreboding welled up in Gu Ye's heart.

Zhang Jing took a deep breath: "Uncle Lin... has betrayed us. He not only betrayed us, but also stole your and Murong Xuewei's child."

Gu Ye's face turned deathly pale. He gripped the bed railing tightly, his knuckles white. This master who had followed him for so many years, teaching him martial arts and accompanying him through his growth, had actually betrayed him at this moment?

“No, there must be something going on,” Gu Ye murmured. “Uncle Lin…”

"General," Zhang Jing interrupted, "this is not the time to think about these things. The lady is unconscious and needs immediate medical attention."

Gu Ye then noticed Murong Xuewei being carried on Consort Ning's back. He quickly suppressed his shock and grief, forcing himself to take care of her. He gently wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, looking at her pale face with heartache.

"Uncle Lin gave Madam a sachet before he left," Consort Ning suddenly said, "saying that the sachet could help us in a critical moment."

Gu Ye was taken aback upon hearing this, and reached out to take the sachet. In the moonlight, the gray sachet exuded an ancient aura, and it seemed to still retain Uncle Lin's warmth.

Gu Ye held the sachet tightly in his hand, lowered his head, and didn't want Zhang Jing to see the tears in the corners of his eyes.

Zhang Jing seemed to realize that Gu Ye wasn't in a good mood, so he sighed silently and turned to leave.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Xuewei finally woke up. She immediately noticed the dejection in Gu Ye's eyes, assuming he already knew about Uncle Lin's situation. Suddenly, she remembered something and asked urgently, "Where's Liuli?"

Gu Ye's expression darkened: "Liuli has been captured by Jiang Lingyun and is currently in jail."

Murong Xuewei was silent for a moment, then suddenly sat up: "I'm going to save her."

"Your current physical condition..." Gu Ye tried to dissuade him.

“No.” Murong Xuewei looked at him firmly. “Liuli was arrested to save me; I can’t just stand by and watch her die. Besides…” She paused, “We need more information now. Liuli might be able to find out some important information in prison. And…” She looked at the sachet in Gu Ye’s hand, “I have a feeling that Uncle Lin gave us this sachet to tell us something.”

Gu Ye pondered for a moment: "The sachet is very ordinary, but I feel like I've seen it somewhere before. Perhaps..." He suddenly thought of something, "Perhaps it's related to the matter of the real and fake Xiao Wan Ning."

"Do you also find it strange?" Murong Xuewei looked at him. "Why would Uncle Lin reveal this secret at this time? He said it's related to your grand plan..."

Gu Ye's pupils contracted slightly, but he quickly returned to normal: "Now is not the time to discuss this. You're right, we need to rescue Liuli first."

“Zhang Jing and I will go,” Murong Xuewei said. “Your injuries haven’t healed yet. And…” She gave him a meaningful look, “you need to conserve your energy.”

"No, you just gave birth and need to rest. My injury is almost healed; I'll go."

But I...

"If you don't recover now, how will you have the energy to take care of the child when they come back?"

When the topic of children came up, Murong Xuewei fell silent, but in the end she agreed to Gu Ye's method.