Even she herself did not understand why she did it; perhaps it was that subconscious fear, that trembling anxiety. After all, she was facing not only Murong Yun, but also her own mother, the entire Bai Family. Although no one paid her any attention now, sooner or later, these people would come looking to settle accounts. She was afraid, and rather than returning to face the unknown danger, it would be better to atone here.

However, when one makes a mistake, there’s always a desire to find someone to blame. So, when she turned all her grievances into hatred toward one person, the one she cursed through gritted teeth was none other than the innocent Murong Xue.

"Murong Xue, the enmity of today, I, Murong Ru, will repay a hundred times over in the future. You had better live to see that day!"

After saying this, she let out a long, wailing howl toward the night sky, causing crows to scatter in all directions, an eerily strange sight!

After Murong Xue and her brother left, they went straight to Murong Han’s Weiyang Palace, where he looked at his sister with some concern.

"Consort Hua will not be content to remain imprisoned in Fenglin Garden; she will definitely take action! I worry about you,"

Murong Xue smiled with curved eyebrows, "Brother, we don’t have much time to waste, so I’ve already prepared myself. I’m afraid she won’t take any action, so we should prepare well and just deal with it when the time comes. By the way, did you send someone to the Imperial Hospital to investigate?"

Sending someone to the Imperial Hospital to check the records was to see if, at the time Jiang Xue fell ill, there were others with strange illnesses.

"I have already sent someone, but there are no results yet. It will definitely take some time, so don’t worry for now."

"Then... Father Emperor is so angry, shouldn’t you go and persuade him?"

Murong Han shook his head, "Why should I go? This is his own ungrateful daughter who uttered such treacherous words in public. Will my going solve the problem? Or do you want me to say something nice for that fool? Heh, Father Emperor might have been waiting for just this opportunity! So, at this time, silence is the best solution."

But turning his head, Murong Han actually quite admired her.

"That Murong Ru isn’t usually someone so brainless. What method did you use to make her say ’Mother’ and even manage to drag Scallion and Consort Hua together!"

Murong Xue glanced at him sideways, "Today’s events were no coincidence. As for Murong Ru’s true nature, you’ve been away from home for years, and it’s not easy to judge. However, Consort Hua’s lifelong reputation may indeed be the girl’s karma. I find Murong Yun quite sinister. If there is any covert action that implicates you, brother..."

Murong Han shrugged indifferently, "What’s to it? I’ve already grown accustomed to such things. If he doesn’t do something, I wouldn’t feel right!"

Recalling the past, Murong Han seemed to think of her, and tenderly turned around to pat her head.

"Although there are dangers at every step around me, at least I have people from Father Emperor and my master’s protection. But for you, it’s different. Without us by your side, so alone from six to fifteen, Xue’er, it hasn’t been easy for you!"

Actually, Murong Xue didn’t feel particularly strong about it, given her rich life experiences, but in the eyes of others, her life was quite legendary.

"Life in the palace is inherently difficult. Among so many brothers and sisters, is there any who let you feel true sibling affection?"

Murong Han just looked at her with a smile, and that look was self-explanatory.

Murong Xue sighed. In ordinary households, siblings are close as children and become kin as adults. In the Imperial Family, they are competitors as children, and as adults, it’s a matter of life and death, survival of the fittest, brutally extreme!

Since ancient times, the Imperial Family has been the most heartless.

The next day, the sun was bright and the weather was exceptionally fine. As Murong Xue was lazily lying on a recliner basking in the sun, she suddenly received a letter sent by a messenger from Murong Han. After opening it, she involuntarily sighed with relief, lifted her skirt, and ran to Weiyang Palace.

"Dong Yao and the others are really not dead?"

Murong Han nodded, "My people have already met with them. Although there were sacrifices, fortunately, most have made it through and are now on their way to Lanyue with the people of the Shui Clan."

Murong Han’s words caused Murong Xue to let out a long exhale.

"That’s great, as long as everyone’s alright, I’m relieved. So, what good news do you have for calling me over?"

Murong Han chuckled, hooked a long finger, and Murong Xue curiously leaned her ear in. After hearing his words, her eyes suddenly widened.