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As night deepened, outside a secluded mansion in the south of the city, Murong Xuewei and Gu Ye were nervously setting up an encirclement. According to information Gu Ye had gathered, their child was likely hidden here.

"My lord, shall I sneak in from the backyard?" Murong Xuewei asked softly, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She unconsciously tightened her grip on the sword at her waist. For months, the pain of searching for her son had tormented her daily; now, finally, there was hope.

Gu Ye reached out and pressed down on her hand, which was gripping the sword hilt tightly, and gently shook his head. "It's too dangerous. We'll proceed according to plan. You're in charge of blocking the front door, and I'll lead the men to flank from the back." His voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

“But…” Murong Xuewei frowned, about to retort.

Gu Ye raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek. "Listen to me this once, okay? I can't let you take any more risks."

Murong Xuewei pursed her lips and finally nodded in agreement. She raised her hand and placed it over Gu Ye's hand, "Husband, please be careful too." Although she was extremely anxious, she knew that she needed to remain calm at this moment. In the moonlight, she saw the same anxious light shining in Gu Ye's eyes, which warmed her heart.

"Make your move!" With Gu Ye's low shout, dozens of men in black instantly sprang out from the shadows, surrounding the entire mansion.

"Liuli, come with me!" Murong Xuewei led Liuli and kicked open the front door. Before the guards inside could react, they were quickly subdued.

"Speak! Where is the child?" Liuli kicked the guard in the knee and asked sharply.

The guard cried out in pain, but gritted his teeth and remained silent. Murong Xuewei sneered and was about to step forward when she suddenly heard the sounds of fighting coming from the backyard.

"Madam, be careful!" Liuli suddenly shouted, lunging towards Murong Xuewei. A hidden arrow grazed past them and embedded itself in the wall.

"How dare you!" Murong Xuewei sprang to her feet, her gaze sweeping upstairs like lightning. A dark shadow flashed by, and she immediately gave chase.

Inside the stairwell, the sounds of fighting rose and fell. Murong Xuewei's sword flashed like snow, each move carrying a sharp killing intent. The man in black was not weak in martial arts, but he gradually found himself unable to defend himself.

After being trained by Gu Ye, Murong Xuewei's martial arts skills, while not quite top-notch, were sufficient to deal with ordinary guards and soldiers.

A loud bang came from the backyard.

"Xuewei, come quick!" Gu Ye's voice rang out immediately.

Murong Xuewei's heart tightened. She forced her opponent back with a sword strike and quickly rushed towards the backyard. Passing through the moonlit courtyard, she saw Gu Ye escorting a middle-aged man whose face was filled with terror.

"General Gu, spare my life... spare my life..." The man knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Gu Ye grabbed his collar, her voice as cold as ice: "Tell me! Where was the child sent?"

"Sir...I...I really don't know..." The middle-aged man's face was deathly pale. "The child was sent away three days ago..."

"Where was it sent?" Murong Xuewei asked sharply, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.

"It was...it was Xiao's people who came to pick us up..."

"Slap!" Murong Xuewei slapped the man across the face. "Lying!"

"Madam, please calm down!" Gu Ye quickly pulled her back. "What he said is probably true."

Murong Xuewei trembled violently, her vision blurring. If Gu Ye hadn't caught her in time, she would have collapsed to the ground. Memories of her past life flooded back; she remembered that bloody night, and Xiao Wanning's cold smile standing in the firelight.

"You bitch!" she gritted her teeth, her nails digging deep into her palms. She abruptly looked up at Gu Ye. "Husband, we can't wait any longer. Xiao Wan Ning is ambitious; she wants more than just a child..."

"Shh—" Gu Ye suddenly pulled her aside. The sound of horses' hooves came from afar; it was soldiers patrolling the city.

"Hurry up!" Gu Ye shouted. The group quickly retreated and disappeared into the night.

Upon returning to her temporary residence, Murong Xuewei immediately began pacing back and forth.

"Xuewei," Gu Ye stopped her, "calm down..."

"I'm very calm!" Murong Xuewei pushed him away. "Husband, the Xiao family is incompetent and tyrannical, and they are not fit to be rulers at all. The people have long been suffering under their rule. Now they've even killed our child..." Her voice choked as she spoke.

Gu Ye pulled her into his arms. "I know, I know everything." How could he not understand? But as a descendant of the former royal family, he understood the cruelty of war even more.

Just then, Liuli rushed over: "Madam, I've found out the news!"

“Speak!” Murong Xuewei turned around.

"Master Sun is imprisoned in the Imperial Observatory. And..." Liuli lowered her voice, "Xiao *** is going to hold a prayer ceremony for the Emperor in three days."

A glint of light flashed in Murong Xuewei's eyes as she turned to Gu Ye: "Husband, this is an opportunity."

Gu Ye frowned and pondered for a moment, "You mean..."

“Rescue Daoist Sun,” Murong Xuewei said slowly. “With the support of the Taiqing Palace, we will be able to…”

"No!" Gu Ye refused decisively. "It's too dangerous."

“But my husband,” Murong Xuewei grasped his hand, “we have no other choice. If we miss this opportunity…”

Gu Ye sighed, looking into his wife's determined eyes, and finally nodded: "Okay. But you have to promise me one thing."

"What's up?"

“Everything will proceed according to my plan.” Gu Ye held her hand tightly. “Promise me.”

Murong Xuewei was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating their clasped hands. At that moment, they both silently vowed: no matter what the future held, at least for now, they were together.

In the quiet night, Murong Xuewei tossed and turned in bed. A faint meow came from outside the window, and she sat up alertly.

"Don't be afraid, it's Liuli's signal," Gu Ye said softly.

Sure enough, a moment later Liuli quietly entered the room: "Madam, the situation regarding the Imperial Observatory's defenses has been ascertained. There will be a brief gap in the western wall every time the shift changes at midnight."

Murong Xuewei's eyes lit up, and she was about to speak when Gu Ye stopped her: "Go and rest first, we can talk in detail tomorrow."

After Liuli left, Gu Ye turned to his wife, "Xuewei, you should rest too."

Murong Xuewei shook her head, gazing at the palace lights outside the window: "My husband, if one day you discover I've lied to you..."

"Silly girl," Gu Ye pulled her into his arms, "we both have our own secrets. The important thing is that we're together right now."

Murong Xuewei leaned against her husband's chest, tears streaming down her face. Yes, who cares about past lives or the truth? At least for now, they truly love each other.

As dawn broke, Murong Xuewei finally fell asleep. In her dream, she returned to that bloody night. But this time, Gu Ye stood beside her, holding her hand, giving her silent strength.

"I will make you pay the price..." she murmured in her dream.

The next day, Liuli found Murong Xuewei with a city defense map.

“Madam, the Imperial Observatory is heavily guarded all around, but I have discovered a flaw in the western wall.” Liuli spread out a roughly drawn map and pointed to the location marked on it.

Murong Xuewei bent down to examine it, her brows furrowing slightly: "Explain in more detail."

“Every time the shift changes at midnight, there’s a gap of about fifteen minutes on the western wall,” Liuli said in a low voice. “And I’ve learned that on the day of the prayer ceremony, the Imperial Observatory will send half of its guards to the palace.”

Gu Ye approached, his gaze sweeping across the map: "How are the sentries distributed here?"