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

Murong Xuewei entered the secret room, and Murong Lian reached out to grab her through the iron bars.

"Murong Xuewei, you dare to detain me? If Mother finds out, she won't let you off easily."

Murong Xuewei approached Murong Lian with a cold smile, "Who do you think is more important, you, an adopted daughter, or me, a biological daughter?"

"No, Mother has always said that she has always treated me as her own daughter. Even if you were her own daughter, Mother would not let you go."

Murong Xuewei kicked the iron fence, and Murong Lian was so frightened that she took a step back.

"Hmph, I had people spread rumors when I arrested you, saying that you eloped with Jiang Lingyun."

Murong Lian screamed in despair, "Murong Xuewei, how could you do this? Even if I have offended you, can't you at least spare me for the sake of our childhood friendship?"

"Let you off the hook? When you were plotting with Jiang Lingyun to harm me, did you ever think that I was your sister?"

With each sentence Murong Xuewei spoke, she moved a little closer to Murong Lian.

Murong Lian was frightened by Murong Xuewei's appearance and retreated repeatedly until she finally sat down on the ground.

Seeing that Murong Xuewei already knew, Jiang Lingyun stopped pretending and walked up to her.

"Since you know who I am and still dare to lock me up, do you even know who's behind me?"

Murong Xuewei snorted coldly, "Isn't she just Xiao Wanning, the bastard from our Taichu Kingdom?"

Jiang Lingyun was surprised, not expecting that Murong Xuewei even knew this.

Just as Jiang Lingyun was still surprised that Murong Xuewei knew his secret.

Murong Xuewei was already seated in the center of the secret room, holding an exquisite sandalwood folding fan, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two people.

With a wave of his hand, Murong Lian and Jiang Lingyun were dragged out and tied to wooden chairs respectively.

“Sister Lian, Young Master Jiang,” Murong Xuewei said gently, waving her folding fan, her tone calm, “we’re all so familiar with each other, how about we play a game?”

Murong Lian's expression betrayed her fear: "Sister, dear sister, I'm your sister! You can't treat me like this!"

Jiang Lingyun, however, was much calmer, squinting as he sized up Murong Xuewei: "Miss Xuewei, what exactly do you want to do?"

Murong Xuewei slowly closed her folding fan, a smile playing on her lips. "What do I want to do? Naturally, I want to hear your 'true feelings'."

She clapped her hands lightly, and two burly servants immediately appeared behind Murong Lian and Jiang Lingyun.

"From now on, you can share some of your little secrets," Murong Xuewei said. "Anyone who doesn't will face a little punishment!"

Murong Lian and Jiang Lingyun looked at each other, their eyes filled with hesitation and fear.

Seeing this, Murong Xuewei continued, "Why don't we start with Sister Lian? I'm quite curious what other secrets you have!"

Murong Lian bit her lip, struggling with this internal conflict, and finally spoke, "When I was seven, I deliberately put peach blossoms in your room because I knew you were allergic to peach blossoms. I just thought you were too outstanding and wanted to make you sick."

Murong Xuewei clenched her fists, the veins on her hands bulging.

When Murong Lian was seven years old, it was the second year after she came to the Murong family. She had an allergic reaction to peach blossom powder that almost cost Murong Xuewei her life.

When Murong Xuewei saw Murong Lian crying so sadly, even though she was on the verge of fainting from the pain, she still managed to comfort her.

Murong Xuewei brought the peach blossoms to her room because she felt that Murong Lian was too heartbroken after losing her parents.

I never imagined that Murong Lian did it on purpose. She was only seven years old at the time! And she was so cruel.

Murong Xuewei took a deep breath to calm herself down and looked at Jiang Lingyun, "Alright, Young Master Jiang, it's your turn now."

Jiang Lingyun glanced to the side and said, "I have nothing to say. You'd better let me go quickly, or else..."

"Otherwise, the princess certainly won't let me off the hook, will she?"

"Hmph, if you know that, why don't you hurry up and let me go?"

Murong Xuewei leaned back with a cold laugh, "Since I dared to kidnap you, how could I not have a backup plan!"

A hint of panic flashed across Jiang Lingyun's face, but then she regained her composure as she thought of something.

Murong Xuewei calmly took out a slip of paper and slowly unfolded it. "You think that if you don't send a message to *** in three days, *** will send troops to surround my Murong family, is that right?"

Murong Xuewei opened the note and heated it over a fire. The original writing on the paper slowly disappeared, and new writing appeared.

Jiang Lingyun's expression changed drastically: "You...where did you come from?"

Murong Xuewei raised an eyebrow: "Oh? It seems this is very important to Young Master Jiang! Could this be your way of contacting ***?"

Jiang Lingyun remained silent for a moment, then repeatedly denied it, "No, no."

Murong Xuewei sneered, "Whether it is or not is unimportant."

Murong Xuewei raised her hand, and a servant behind Jiang Lingyun lashed out with a whip, striking Jiang Lingyun hard.

Jiang Lingyun immediately let out a shrill scream, "Murong Xuewei, how dare you treat me like this! I will never let you get away with this!"

Murong Xuewei glanced at it, then turned her head and looked at Murong Lian gently, "Alright, Lian, it's your turn."

Murong Lian turned pale with fright. "I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll tell you everything, please don't hit me, sister."

Murong Xuewei lightly waved her folding fan, her smile not reaching her eyes, "It seems our little Lian is still the more obedient one!"

"When my sister-in-law first came to the Murong family, I deliberately drugged her tea because I didn't want my brother to marry her."

Murong Xuewei thought to herself, no wonder her sister-in-law had never liked Murong Lian. At first, Murong Xuewei thought her sister-in-law was too intolerant of others, but she didn't expect there to be such a story behind it.

Murong Xuewei then looked at Jiang Lingyun, "Young Master Jiang, it's your turn again."

Jiang Lingyun was originally a weak scholar, and that whip just now could be said to have taken half of his life.

Jiang Lingyun spat weakly at Murong Xuewei, "Trying to get information out of me? Dream on!"

Murong Xuewei wasn't angry; she just looked coldly at Jiang Lingyun. "It seems Young Master Jiang has quite a backbone. Tell me, if the *** thinks you've betrayed her, what price would you pay?"

Jiang Lingyun suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha, you'll never have to think about that again. *** will never doubt that I betrayed her."

Murong Xuewei swung her hand and lashed Jiang Lingyun with her whip again.

"It seems Young Master Jiang is quite confident!"

Jiang Lingyun glared at Murong Xuewei with disdain, "A lowly merchant like you will never understand."

"Then let's wait and see!"

Murong Xuewei turned and walked out of the secret room, taking a deep breath.

Murong Lian was still shouting and begging for mercy behind him, "Sister, I've told you everything, please let me go!"

Murong Xuewei knew that when she captured Murong Lian and Jiang Lingyun, they were merely Xiao Wanning's vanguard. Xiao Wanning was the real culprit who had killed her entire family in her previous life.

“Xiao Wanning,” she murmured to herself, “we’ll be meeting soon.”