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

In the early hours of the morning, the convoy quietly left the capital city gates.

"Your Majesty," Liuli lifted the carriage curtain, "we're almost at Qinghe County. Shall we rest for a while?"

Murong Xuewei shook her head: "No need, just..."

Before he could finish speaking, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the carriage.

"You unfilial daughter!" an old voice roared, "I raised you all these years, and you won't even listen to this little thing?"

"Father!" a woman's voice cried out, "Your daughter is not unfilial, it's just..."

"Snap!" A crisp sound.

“Your Majesty…” Liuli looked at Murong Xuewei.

Murong Xuewei lifted the carriage curtain and saw an old man with white hair raising his hand to hit the young woman kneeling in front of him again.

"Stop!" Murong Xuewei shouted coldly.

The old man paused for a moment, then turned to look at the carriage: "And this lady is...?"

"What happened?" Murong Xuewei got off the carriage.

"Madam," the old man wiped away his tears, "you be the judge. This is my daughter. I asked a matchmaker to arrange a good marriage for her. But she..."

"Father," the woman looked up, her face still bearing the handprint, "that man is over fifty years old, and yet..."

"Shut up!" the old man roared. "They're willing to offer a hundred taels as a bride price; that's an astronomical sum around here!"

"So that's how it is," Murong Xuewei sneered, "So you wanted to sell your daughter for money?"

"Madam," the old man said with a forced smile, "please don't say that. I just..."

"Then why did you hit her?"

“This…” the old Chinese speaker was speechless.

"Young lady," Murong Xuewei looked at the woman, "what's your name?"

"This humble woman...this humble woman's name is Xiao Cui."

"Xiao Cui," Murong Xuewei said softly, "would you be willing to marry that man?"

Xiao Cui shook her head, tears streaming down her face: "I don't want to... That man has a bad reputation; I heard he beat two of his ex-wives to death..."

Murong Xuewei turned to the old man: "You know these things?"

"I..." the old man stammered.

"One hundred taels," Murong Xuewei said coldly, "is that enough to push your daughter into a pit of fire?"

"Madam, you are unaware of this," the old man sighed, "there are still two young children to support at home..."

"Crystal."

Liuli understood and took a money pouch from the carriage: "Here is two hundred taels of silver."

The old man was taken aback: "This..."

“One hundred taels,” Murong Xuewei said, looking at him, “to redeem your conscience. And another one hundred taels, to let Xiao Cui remarry into a good family.”

“Madam…” Xiao Cui knelt down and kowtowed.

"Get up," Murong Xuewei helped her to her feet, "From now on, try to live a happier life."

The old man trembled as he accepted the money bag: "Madam, you are so kind..."

“Remember,” Murong Xuewei interrupted coldly, “if I hear again that you intend to force Xiao Cui to marry, it won’t be that simple.”

"Yes, yes, yes..." the old man nodded repeatedly.

Back in the carriage, Liuli couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, why bother..."

"I just can't bear to see women forced to submit and suffer injustice." Murong Xuewei looked out the car window, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.

Liuli paused, then seemed to remember something and fell silent.

“Let’s go,” Murong Xuewei said, “we still have a long way to go.”

The carriage slowly drove away, leaving the father and daughter kneeling by the roadside.

“Liuli,” Murong Xuewei suddenly spoke, “tell me, why do people always…use family ties as an excuse to hurt their loved ones?”

Looking at her mistress's profile, Liuli whispered, "Your Majesty..."

"Never mind," Murong Xuewei shook her head, "pretend I didn't ask."

The carriage continued forward. Murong Xuewei gazed at the gradually brightening sky outside the window, her eyes filled with determination: "Brother, wait for me, I'm coming to save you..."

Outside the city gate, the first rays of dawn were just beginning to appear.

"Giddy up!" the coachman shouted, and the carriage slowly drove toward the city gate.

Suddenly, a figure rushed in front of the carriage.

"Madam!" Xiao Cui knelt on the ground, "Please, please take me in!"

The coachman quickly pulled on the reins. Liuli lifted the carriage curtain: "Miss Xiaocui, what are you doing...?"

"Please, Madam, take me in!" Xiao Cui kowtowed repeatedly. "I'll do anything, I just beg you to take me in!"

Murong Xuewei frowned: "Get up first."

"No!" Xiao Cui cried, "If Madam doesn't agree, Xiao Cui won't get up!"

Murong Xuewei sighed, "Xiao Cui, we still have a long way to go, it's inconvenient to take you with us. Liuli, give her some more silver..."

"I don't want any money!" Xiao Cui looked up, her face streaked with tears. "If Madam won't take me in, I'll die here!"

"you......"

"After Madam left," Xiao Cui choked back tears, "my father... my father will definitely sell me again. Rather than fall into the hands of that wicked man, it's better to..."

"Your Majesty," Liuli lowered her voice, "perhaps..."

Murong Xuewei was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Do you know where we're going?"

“Xiao Cui doesn’t know,” Xiao Cui looked up, “but as long as Madam is willing to take me in, Xiao Cui is willing to go anywhere!”

"This trip to Jiangnan," Murong Xuewei said, staring at her, "might be dangerous."

Xiao Cui answered without hesitation: "Xiao Cui isn't afraid!"

“If you come with us,” Murong Xuewei added, “your life might be in danger.”

“Madam,” Xiao Cui looked directly at Murong Xuewei, “rather than wait here to die, Xiao Cui would rather go and risk it all with you!”

A hint of approval flashed in Murong Xuewei's eyes: "Are you really not afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

“Liuli,” Murong Xuewei turned her head, “let her get in the car.”

"Your Majesty!" Liuli hesitated, "This..."

“It’s alright,” Murong Xuewei said calmly, “it’s better than watching her try to kill herself here.”

Xiao Cui stopped crying and smiled: "Thank you, Madam!"

"Get in the car," Murong Xuewei said, looking at her, "but remember one thing."

"Please speak, Madam."

“From now on,” Murong Xuewei said, “you must keep silent about everything you see and hear. Otherwise…”

Xiao Cui immediately knelt down: "Xiao Cui swears, if I reveal even half a word, may Xiao Cui..."

"Alright," Murong Xuewei interrupted her, "Get up."

Xiao Cui climbed onto the carriage, and Liu Li handed her a cloak: "Put this on."

The carriage started moving again, and Murong Xuewei looked out the window, lost in thought.

“Madam…” Xiao Cui began cautiously.

"Call her Your Highness," Liuli corrected.

"Your Majesty?" Xiao Cui was taken aback.

Murong Xuewei turned to look at her: "Scared?"

Xiao Cui quickly shook her head: "I'm not afraid! It's my blessing to be able to follow Your Highness!"

Murong Xuewei chuckled, "She's quite clever." Turning to Liuli, she said, "Teach her some manners."

“Yes,” Liuli replied.

As the carriage drove further and further away, Murong Xuewei gazed ahead, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes: "Big brother, you must hold on..."