After it was all over, Mu Huaen originally intended to stay by Yang Chuxiaâs side to attend to her, but Yang Chuxia wasnât accustomed to that. Secondly, considering the newlyweds, she sent Mu Huaen to rest.
After Ye Haoyang escorted her back to the courtyard, he thought of the matter concerning Mu Huarong and went to the study to find Ye Haoxuan.
"Brother, has there been any new news today?"
"Still investigating," Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said, "The message from yesterday said the woman has entered the city, but thereâs no information on her whereabouts yet."
"Brother, Iâm counting on you for this matter. We must find her." After a pause, Ye Haoyang said, "Mu Huarong is dead, killed by the enemyâs hand."
As he said this, the murderous aura on him intensified, "If it werenât for Mu Huarong, it might have been me or Huaen who ended up dead."
"How could this happen?" Ye Haoxuan hadnât followed him out of the city yesterday, so he hadnât had the time to learn about the subsequent events, and naturally wasnât aware of Mu Huarongâs death.
"I need to see whoâs the troublemaker behind this."
Ye Haoxuan frowned deeply, thinking for a long time, and asked, "Do you have any direction?"
At this point, Ye Haoyang busily recounted the words Mu Huarong wrote before his death yesterday.
"Mu, Rain, or Snow, Mist?" Ye Haoxuan thought, this is obviously a name from the Mu Family, someone from the Mu Family or someone Mu Huarong knew, it seems there are truly not many.
"I think, I might have guessed it." The second branch of the Mu Family went to Funan and hadnât returned to the Capital City for years; Mu Huarong might not know them. In the third branch, Mu Shuang continuously accompanied her parents in Wangquan Town. So apart from them, thereâs only one person left.
"Brother, who?"
"Mu Yubing!"
"Her?" Ye Haoyang was shocked, "How could it be her? Wasnât she supposed to be dead?"
"I canât think of anyone else except her," Ye Haoxuan said, "Maybe she wasnât dead at all. Back then, when the village of the Mu Family caught fire, the people there said she was burned to death, and when people from the Mu Residence arrived, there just happened to be bodies inside. No one was present, and no one saw it with their own eyes. If it really is her, then her rescuing Huarong, bringing Huarong back to the Capital City, and disrupting your wedding feast can all be explained."
Ye Haoyang wasnât foolish; he could clearly understand, "Sheâs targeting the Mu Family; does she have a grudge against the Mu Family?"
"Iâm not sure about any grudges, but thereâs definitely something going on," Ye Haoxuan paused for a moment and then said, "If itâs confirmed to be her, I probably know where to find her. She likely didnât enter the Capital City at all; thatâs just a facade. Her birth mother is buried on the back hill of the State Duke Tongâs estate; she should go there with little surprise." Saying this, he immediately instructed people to find her there.
"Iâll go find her personally, to prevent her from escaping again."
"Youâd better not go; visiting a grave isnât suitable for someone newly married," Ye Haoxuan disagreed, "Besides, once we confirm who she is, we wonât fear her escaping. Currently, itâs unclear what grievances she and the Mu Family have. After your wedding celebrations, we can plan it out thoroughly and let her come forth on her own."
"Yes, youâre right."
Ye Haoyang nodded.
By evening, the people who went outside the city reported back that there wasnât anyone suspicious at Tong Familyâs estate, though there were traces of freshly burned paper in front of the grave of Concubine Tong.
Three days later, on the brideâs return day, Ye Haoyang and Mu Huaen went to the Mu Residence together.
Mu Shaoling and Commandery Princess Dongyang were stunned for a while upon learning about Mu Huarongâs death.