Your Highness, please stop chasing me.

Granny Kang continued, "When I found you, your little face was all purple and you had stopped crying. I was so scared that I immediately called the doctor, but the general and the young masters wouldn't let the doctor examine you. Later, the second young master secretly told me to pat your back hard. Luckily, you were lucky and you caught your breath."

Mu Xue sneered, "Isn't it just luck?"

The men of the Mu family are truly cold-blooded. Just because of my unintentional mistake, do they have to pay with their lives?

"They must be very disappointed that I escaped with my life," Mu Xue said calmly.

"The general and his wife are deeply in love; he's just frantic with worry," Granny Kang tried to explain for Mu Qinghe.

"Granny, Father and his wife are deeply in love, but what about the brothers? Don't they care about the bond between father and daughter, or between brothers and sisters?" Mu Xue asked calmly.

The resentment in her heart belonged to the original owner, and she only felt sorry for the original owner.

What's even more hateful is the person behind it all, using a five-year-old child to do such a heinous thing. Aren't they afraid that ghosts will come knocking on the door to chat in the middle of the night?

"Oh, what does Miss intend to do?" Granny Kang seemed to have aged several years in an instant, and her spirits were low.

"If this Mu family really can't accept me, Granny, I won't sit idly by and wait to die. Would you be willing to start your own household with me?" Mu Xue asked.

Actually, she had already thought about this problem before.

She wanted to find out the truth of the matter: if it was a misunderstanding, it would be best if the father and daughter, and the brother and sister could get along peacefully. If not, she would take the nanny and Susu and leave the Mu family. She had hands and feet, so where couldn't she go? Couldn't she support these people?

"If you've made up your mind, Miss, then that's fine. This old servant is getting old, and it's good enough for me to stay by your side." She watched Princess Shengping get married and have children, and now she also wants to see Muxue get married, have children, and live a peaceful life.

Having figured out the whole story, Mu Xue understood that there was no solution to this matter.

She would not forgive her general father, who almost killed her, on behalf of the original owner, nor did she have the right to make that decision for the original owner.

As for her four older brothers, she will not make any judgments at this time.

It seems that this Mu residence is not a place for me to stay for long!

I still need to make some money to buy my own house so I can feel at ease.

Inside the Red Maple Courtyard of the Mu Residence.

"Young Master." Changsheng, the bodyguard, handed Mu Feng a clean white handkerchief.

"Have you found out the truth about Mu Xue forcing Miss Jiang to her death?" The speaker was none other than the eldest son, Mu Feng.

He was dressed in a striking blue outfit, his hair neatly tied up on top of his head, secured with a finely carved white jade hairpin.

Mu Feng has a somewhat masculine appearance, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth. Having been stationed at the border for many years, his skin is a healthy wheat color, and his large hands are covered with calluses from years of handling guns.

"Reporting to Young Master, we have already questioned them. It turns out that someone committed murder and hired someone to frame the Fifth Miss. Fortunately, the young master of the Dingbei Marquis's mansion was there at the time, and the truth was found out in just one day," Changsheng replied.

He secretly rejoiced, thinking that the Fifth Miss was lucky enough to have met the meddlesome young marquis Shen Ji.

"Hmph, all you do is bring shame to the Mu family." Mu Feng sneered.

He couldn't feel any joy in his heart for his sister, whom he hadn't spoken to for eight years.

He then thought of Yue'er, who was still in the General's Mansion in the capital; that was the kind of sister he wanted.

Seeing Mu Feng's expression, Chang Sheng guessed what he was thinking. He sighed softly, thinking that this was the master's business and it was best for them, as servants, not to get involved.

He felt a little sorry for the fifth young lady; eight years ago, she was just a child too!

He still remembered that he and the eldest young master Mu Feng were the same age that year, both fifteen years old.

At that moment, the lady was vomiting large amounts of blood, and the little girl was crying loudly in fright. She stood by the bedside, shaking her head frantically and repeatedly muttering, "It's not my fault, it's not me..."

The general is truly heartless. Does he still remember that just the day before, he let the Fifth Miss ride on his shoulders to play?

But just one day later, he almost killed his own daughter.

At the same time, Changsheng thought of the four young masters' attitudes toward the fifth young lady, and his eyes were filled with disappointment, which slowly turned into hatred.

He still can't understand why someone would be so cruel to a little girl.

They left her here alone.

Later I heard that the general kept the men who were supposed to be disbanded from the Third Assault Squad.

Few people knew that the third squad was going to be disbanded.

The general's intention was simply to keep the Fifth Miss alive.

Mu Feng strode out of the courtyard gate and said, "Come on, Changsheng, let's go to the teahouse for a while."

Changsheng was taken aback. Wasn't he supposed to see the Fifth Miss when he came back last night? Why is he going to the teahouse now?

He responded with a "yes" and quickly followed.

After comforting Granny Kang at Yuyue Garden, Mu Xue sent her back to her room to rest.

Even after breakfast, no servant came to summon him to see the eldest son.

She didn't receive Mu Feng's message, but instead received a message from Ye Shangyuan.

The person who came was Ye San.

He slipped past the guards and climbed into the courtyard, where he was spotted by Mu Xue.

She recognized the familiar aura and didn't make a move, waiting for him to come in.

Ye San called out to Mu Xue without any preamble, saying directly, "Miss Mu, the Prince has sent a letter." He then placed a letter on the ground.

"Huh? What is it?" We just parted ways this morning, what's the rush?

She opened it and read ten lines at a glance.

Then, with a cold laugh, she said, "Go back and ask your master if he's interested in doing business with me."

Ye San cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I will definitely pass on the message."

No sooner had Ye San left than Mu Hu returned.

“Master, we’ve found out everything,” he said.

"Let's go, we'll talk in the study." Mu Xue went into the study first, followed by Mu Hu.

"Master, you're absolutely right. Someone is using the Jiang family's case to their advantage and has reported it to the General. The General has sent the eldest son back to question you," Mu Hu said anxiously.

The Mu family had kept all news of what happened back then a secret. By the time he was transferred to the military camp, his wife had already been buried, so he didn't know why the general had become so indifferent to his daughter, whom he had previously doted on.

And what were the attitudes of the other young masters afterward?

He had witnessed the Jiang family's case from beginning to end, and anyone could see through the shady dealings. He didn't believe the general would believe it, yet he still ordered the eldest son to return and question the people.

If this gets out, it will be even worse for Mu Xue's reputation.

He had met Changsheng earlier; they had crossed paths before and could have a decent conversation.

Only then did I realize that the eldest son had come back specifically to investigate this matter.

Mu Xue rubbed her temples in frustration; this was just never going to end.

She said with a fierce expression, "These An mother and daughter are really tired of living!"

Mu Hu was startled by the sudden fierce aura she exuded.

He felt that the menacing aura emanating from this person was even stronger than that of the soldiers fighting on the battlefield.

"Ah Hu, do you still have the evidence I asked you to investigate back then?" Mu Xue asked.

"Yes. I heard there was more to come, so I packed everything up and left it here," Mu Hu said.

Last time, with Shen Ji's help, none of the evidence we found was used.

"Ah Hu, it seems we'll have to start our own business," Mu Xue said coldly.