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Early in the morning, Jiang Lingyun kicked open the door and walked fiercely to Murong Xuewei.

Murong Xuewei shielded her eyes from the sunlight and calmly looked at Jiang Lingyun: "You've come to see me so early, is there something urgent?"

Jiang Lingyun paced back and forth in the room, his face almost overflowing with gloom: "Stop pretending! Tell me, who exactly did you meet when you came to Jiangnan before?"

"Who have you met?" Murong Xuewei raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze thoughtfully observing Jiang Lingyun's anxious expression. "As the Empress, do I need to report to you who I meet or not?"

"You!" Jiang Lingyun turned around abruptly and raised her hand to slap Murong Xuewei across the face.

Liuli immediately stepped in front of Murong Xuewei, glaring angrily at Jiang Lingyun: "How dare you!"

Jiang Lingyun's hand froze in mid-air, then he suddenly sneered, "Heh, of course I wouldn't dare touch Her Majesty the Empress. However..." He glanced at the others in the room, "...your family might be a different story."

A cold glint flashed in Murong Xuewei's eyes as she spoke softly, "Jiang Lingyun, you're acting very strangely today. Is... something wrong at Xiaoyao Tower?"

Jiang Lingyun's expression changed drastically, and her hands clenched involuntarily: "You really went there!"

"So, it was the people of Nanzhao who attacked you?" Murong Xuewei stood up, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Or has the person behind you finally revealed their true colors?"

"Shut up!" Jiang Lingyun shouted sharply, but the panic in his eyes betrayed his true feelings.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door. A man in black quickly walked to Jiang Lingyun's side and whispered a few words in his ear. Jiang Lingyun's expression turned even more grim.

"Keep a close eye on them!" Jiang Lingyun glared at Murong Xuewei and strode out of the room.

After Jiang Lingyun left, Liuli lowered her voice and said, "Miss, it seems that Young Master Nangong has already begun his actions."

Xiao Cui nervously clutched the hem of her clothes: "Will that Young Master Shuang be alright? I remember how he treated Sister Liuli back then..."

“Xiao Cui!” Liu Li interrupted her, her face flushed.

Murong Xuewei stared at the closed door, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes: "Don't worry, Nangong Yifeng won't let us down." She turned to the two men and said, "Get ready, things will change soon."

Just as Liuli was about to speak, she suddenly heard a commotion outside. Xiaocui hurriedly went to the window to look, but was pulled back by Murong Xuewei.

"Don't go near the window," Murong Xuewei whispered. "Those guards are all assassins from Nanzhao."

Liuli's expression changed: "No wonder their skills are so strange; they're actually from Nanzhao."

The noise outside grew louder and louder, and one could vaguely hear someone shouting, "Fire! Fire!"

Murong Xuewei frowned slightly: "How could a fire suddenly start..."

"Could it be Young Master Nangong and his group?" Liuli looked towards the door.

Murong Xuewei shook her head: "It shouldn't be. Although Nangong Yifeng agreed to help, given his current situation, he wouldn't take such a risk." Her eyes flickered, "This fire..."

Xiao Cui grabbed Liu Li's sleeve, somewhat frightened: "Should we escape in the chaos?"

Murong Xuewei looked at her sleeping family members and said softly, "Now is not the time. Jiang Lingyun isn't stupid; he'll definitely have people keeping a close eye on us."

“Besides,” a cold glint flashed in her eyes, “I haven’t figured out who’s behind him yet.”

Xiao Cui looked at Murong Xuewei with suspicion, "How can you be so sure that he has someone backing him?"

Murong Xuewei was about to speak when she heard Jiang Lingyun's angry roar from outside: "Search! Search every corner!"

Murong Xuewei walked to the window, gazing at the thick smoke rising in the distance, her eyes filled with doubt: "I wonder who's helping us..." Her voice was soft, "Hopefully, it's allies."

"Bang!" The door was kicked open again, and Jiang Lingyun strode in with a livid face.

"Well done, Murong Xuewei." He stared intently at Murong Xuewei. "You really have some tricks up your sleeve."

Murong Xuewei looked at his disheveled appearance and said calmly, "Jiang Lingyun, what's wrong? You look very flustered."

"Panic?" Jiang Lingyun sneered. "Stop playing dumb! This fire has destroyed countless important things." He grabbed Murong Xuewei by the collar. "Tell me, did you have someone set the fire?"

"Jiang Lingyun!" Liuli shouted angrily and was about to step forward.

Murong Xuewei raised her hand to stop her, her expression remaining calm: "If I really had that ability, I wouldn't be wasting my time here with you." She looked directly into Jiang Lingyun's eyes, "But you, you were already quite uneasy before the fire even started. What exactly is making you so anxious?"

Jiang Lingyun's hand trembled slightly, and he released Murong Xuewei. He took two steps back, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes: "You...you're trying to trick me!"

"Guards!" Jiang Lingyun shouted towards the door, "Separate them and detain them!"

"You dare!" Murong Xuewei's eyes flashed sharply.

Jiang Lingyun sneered, "What wouldn't I dare to do? You'd better pray Gu Ye doesn't arrive in Jiangnan so soon, otherwise..." He glanced meaningfully at the sleeping members of the Murong family, "I'm afraid he'll only see their corpses."

"Jiang Lingyun!" Liuli and Xiaocui exclaimed at the same time.

Murong Xuewei remained surprisingly calm: "You wouldn't."

"Oh?" Jiang Lingyun raised an eyebrow. "What makes you so sure?"

"Because you have no other bargaining chips left." Murong Xuewei's lips curled slightly. "Isn't that right?"

Jiang Lingyun's pupils constricted sharply, and his gaze towards Murong Xuewei turned sinister: "What do you mean?"

“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Murong Xuewei said calmly, straightening her collar. “I just feel that you don’t seem to even understand your own situation right now.”

"You!" Jiang Lingyun was about to explode when another series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

A man in black strode in and whispered a few words in Jiang Lingyun's ear. Jiang Lingyun's face instantly turned pale, and he clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging.

“My lord,” the man in black whispered, “the people of Nanzhao say…”

"Shut up!" Jiang Lingyun interrupted sharply, then took a deep breath and looked at Murong Xuewei, "You just wait!" After saying that, she turned and left.

After Jiang Lingyun had walked away, Xiao Cui whispered, "Miss, did you notice something just now?"

Murong Xuewei gazed thoughtfully at the dissipating smoke outside the door. "That fire wasn't aimed at us," she paused, "it was aimed at the people of Nanzhao."

"People from Nanzhao?" Liuli lowered her voice. "Someone wants to use this fire..."

Before the words were finished, a fight broke out outside, followed by screams of agony. The sounds of people shouting in the Nanzhao dialect could be faintly heard.

"Thump!" A loud noise, like something heavy hitting the wall.

Xiao Cui shrank behind Liu Li in fright: "This is..."

Murong Xuewei frowned slightly: "They arrived so quickly?" She turned to Liuli, "Go wake up Father and Mother. We need to be on guard, in case Jiang Lingyun gets desperate."