Your Highness, please stop chasing me.

Mu Xue suppressed her thoughts; the immediate priority was to deal with Boss Jiang, who had come to cause trouble.

"Hasn't Aunt An come out to handle this?" Mu Xue asked a middle-aged man dressed as a steward outside the door. This man was Wang Cheng, the head steward of the Mu family.

"Reporting to Fifth Miss, Madam took Sixth Miss to Jingci Nunnery on Cangnan Mountain early this morning, saying she went to pray for Fifth Miss's well-being," Wang Cheng replied respectfully.

"They ran pretty fast. Steward Wang, send someone to the yamen to report to the authorities," Mu Xue instructed.

The mother and daughter ran fast; they probably knew something was going to happen this morning.

“This, Fifth Miss, reporting to the authorities might not be appropriate,” Wang Cheng said after considering the matter.

"They've come to bully my Mu family, what else is there to settle?" Mu Xue glanced at Wang Cheng, and that single glance sent a chill down Wang Cheng's spine.

"Yes." Wang Cheng no longer questioned Mu Xue. He hurriedly sent someone to the government office to report the case.

"You, you've gone too far!" After a long while, Boss Jiang heard Mu Xue say that she was going to report this to the authorities. He pointed at Mu Xue, his voice trembling.

"What are you saying, Boss Jiang? If someone in your family dies, you're saying I'm the one who killed them? You came to my house to cause trouble, and I kindly helped you keep it safe. Doesn't that mean I didn't get a good reward for my kindness?" Mu Xue had a mouth that could infuriate anyone.

"You, you..." Enraged, Boss Jiang's eyes rolled back and he fainted again.

Upon seeing this, Mu Xue pursed her lips. Was the dizziness genuine? At most, it was just a random passerby.

"Wang Cheng, I'm leaving this to you. Can you handle it?" Mu Xue glanced at the head steward.

"Don't worry, Miss, I understand what to do." At this moment, Wang Cheng finally realized that this not-so-foolish Fifth Miss was the true master of the Mu family. It seemed that his decision not to easily rely on Aunt An was the right one.

Wang Cheng was originally Mu Qinghe's steward who stayed behind to take care of Mu Xue. However, Mu Xue was mentally challenged, and the household was gradually bought off by Aunt An. Although he did not rely on Aunt An, he made things difficult for Mu Xue and did not pay much attention to her over the years.

Mu Xue ignored what Wang Cheng was thinking. Although Wang Cheng was left behind to take care of her, he had not been dutiful in taking care of her all these years, but he had not made things difficult for her either. In this Mu family mansion without a proper master, people die for money and birds die for food, an age-old truth.

Mu Xue turned and walked towards the gate. As she passed Mu San, she tilted her head and looked at him, saying, "Mu San."

"Yes, Miss," Mu San replied, bowing slightly.

"Follow me." Without waiting for Mu San's response, he headed straight for Yu Yue Garden.

Granny Kang patted Mu San, who was still a little dazed, and said, "Hurry up and catch up."

Mu Sancai realized that this meant he was being asked to go to Yuyue Garden.

Since he was punished with fifty strokes of the cane by Aunt An three years ago and forced to guard the gate, he had no hope of completing the task assigned by General Mu to protect the Fifth Miss.

He stepped into Yuyue Garden again with trepidation, and stood straight in the courtyard, looking at Mu Xue who was already sitting in the pavilion watching him.

"Do you resent it?" Mu Xue asked calmly, looking directly at him.

"I don't resent it. It's my duty as a subordinate." Mu San asked expressionlessly, but in reality, he felt a little resentful.

He was the leader of the assault battalion of the Mu family army. He should be following the general on the battlefield right now, not guarding the gate of this small Mu mansion.

"No, you resent it." Mu Xue sensed Mu San's aura the moment she saw him; she was all too familiar with it.

This is the passion of soldiers, but now it is surrounded by layers of disappointment.

Mu San looked up in surprise, but when he saw Mu Xue's calm gaze, he quickly lowered his head again. "This subordinate dares not."

"Is it that you dare not complain, or that you cannot complain?" Mu Xue stood up and walked towards Mu San step by step.

As the footsteps grew closer, Mu San's heart pounded with each step.

“Raise your head, look at me, and tell me, do you resent it?” Mu Xue stopped three steps away and spoke again.

"Your subordinate, your subordinate..." Mu San lowered his head again under Mu Xue's gaze.

"Mu San, you should blame me. It was my ignorance and inability to distinguish right from wrong that caused you to fall from a strong and resolute man to a gatekeeper. You should blame your father for leaving you to take care of me, a fool, without asking why or considering your feelings." Mu Xue's calm tone stirred up the grievances in Mu San's heart, this tough man.

"Miss, I have a grievance!" Mu San's eyes reddened, and his voice trembled.

“I understand, but Mu San, I need you right now, and please trust me one more time. I will take you back to where your dreams began, and I will work hard with you. Okay?” Mu Xue patted Mu San’s shoulder.

Mu San had only heard that Mu Xue was better before, and that she had assaulted someone at Mei Mei Ju. This morning, he heard the news that Mu Xue had driven Jiang Xi Rou to her death, and he also witnessed her skill and demeanor in punishing troublemakers.

He noticed the changes in Mu Xue and the cold aura she exuded. He knew that it was a unique aura that could only be formed through years of experience on the battlefield. However, he was now feeling it in a girl who was only thirteen years old. This was already incredible. You must know that even the young general Mu Feng, who had always followed General Mu to the battlefield, did not have such a substantial aura. However, this mentally challenged young lady who grew up in the Mu family had an aura that was no less than that of the general.

He saw hope.

Now, Mu Xue told him that she understood him. The passion in his heart was rekindled, and he chose to believe Mu Xue. He believed that she would lead him back to the starting point of his dreams, and he had a premonition that his life would be even more wonderful with Mu Xue!

"Your subordinate, Mu San, greets Your Majesty." The resounding voice represented Mu San's loyalty.

Mu Xue nodded in satisfaction, and with a smile she helped Mu San up: "From now on, your name will be Mu Hu, meaning the guardian of the Mu family army."

"Your subordinate Mu Hu thanks Your Majesty for bestowing this name upon me," Mu Hu said excitedly. Receiving a name from his master was an affirmation of his abilities.

"Ah Hu, I need you to keep an eye on Aunt An's movements at all times. Now I'm certain that my mental breakdown is caused by her." Mu Xue told Mu Hu without hiding anything.

"What? Master, I'll go kill that poisonous woman right now!" Upon hearing this, Mu Hu was about to draw his sword and rush over.

"Don't worry, I have a better way." Mu Xue hurriedly stopped Mu Hu.

"I will obey your orders, Master," Mu Hu said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

“She couldn’t have done this alone; there must be someone behind her. We need to find a way to lure this person out. We can do this…” Mu Xue whispered in Mu Hu’s ear.

"Master, are we really not going to tell the General? If the General knew about the humiliation you've suffered all these years, he would definitely avenge you." After hearing Mu Xue's plan, Mu Hu looked at Mu Xue with a complicated expression.

If we're talking about ruthlessness, he now feels that if Mu Xue is second, then no one can claim to be first.

"Why tell him? He can't fly back now. Besides, he hasn't been back for years and doesn't care about the Mu family. One death isn't a big deal." Mu Xue, seemingly reassuring Mu Hu that she was incompetent, said, "If nothing unexpected happens, we can handle it ourselves." Mu Xue was puzzled.

"Yes, I'll go and keep an eye on Aunt An." Seeing Mu Xue's matter-of-fact expression, he decided to get to work.

Mu Hu's heart screamed: You want to kill your father's concubine? Don't you even tell your father? Is this appropriate? Is it really okay?

Mu Hu now has no doubt that if the general utters a single word in defense of Aunt An, his master will surely punish them both, including the general.