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"Is the interrogation over?" The cold words clearly indicated a desire to draw a line between them.
Taking a few steps back, Mo Xier forced a smile and softly said, "Just consider me meddling." To her surprise, as soon as she finished speaking, the man strode away without a trace of reluctance.
Watching his back, she began to retreat further, silently squatting in a corner for a long time before returning to Aunt Liu's side to continue helping with the work.
It seemed as if nothing had affected them, yet there was something subtly different between the two of them.
In the following days, every night she slept on the floor, only to find herself in bed the next morning. After the initial confusion on the first day, she got used to it in the following days.
Eventually, she simply lay down on the bed as soon as she entered the room, to avoid being moved by the man late at night; it was quite troublesome.
Their days here were comfortable, but far away, Old Madam sat anxiously. It had been several days since the assassination attempt, yet her spies had not brought back any news about Night Star.
Kneeling in the ancestral hall, she continuously turned the prayer beads in her hands while reciting scriptures to calm her mind.
In the vast ancestral hall, it was just her and Rong Mama. The windows were tightly shut, and a heavy musk scent lingered throughout the room, making it hard for her to breathe.
Yet somehow, her mind was filled with images of Night Star, and she could not find peace no matter what.
Rong Mama stepped forward and gently asked, "Old Madam? Are you feeling unwell? I've noticed you haven't been able to settle your mind these past few days."
"Is it that obvious?" Old Madam opened her eyes and asked.
Rong Mama unconsciously nodded. "These past few days, your recitation of scriptures has been noticeably less calm than before."
Shaking her head slightly, Old Madam decided not to continue and stood up directly, putting down the prayer beads in her hand.
Beside her, Rong Mama quickly approached and whispered, "Young Master still has no news. It's understandable that you can't calm down, Old Madam."
Shaking off her hand, Old Madam's eyes were filled with indifference. "His life or death has nothing to do with me; it's just fate. If he is alive, I will naturally be happy, but if he is dead, then he can only blame his bad luck."
"The Young Master's life is certainly valuable. I just hope that the Demoness following him meets her end!"
Having been by Old Madam's side for so long, she spoke with the same harshness as her mistress.
Old Madam shook her head slightly and did not respond. She raised her gaze to the ancestral tablets in the shrine and suddenly smiled, a bit inexplicably.
"Have the subordinates continue searching; it won't be over until they find him!"
"Of course. Our General's residence only has the Young Master left as a male heir, so we must find him."
Rong Mama supported her out of the shrine, chatting as they walked. "However, if the Young Master can return safely, Old Madam, you should consider arranging a marriage for him."
Her willow-like brows raised slightly. "Why do you say that all of a sudden?"
"Think about it; if something were to happen to the Young Master in the future and he leaves no descendants, wouldn't our General's residence be left without an heir?" She spoke animatedly and persuasively.
Old Madam listened but was not thinking along those lines. Finding a wife for Night Star might actually be a way to make him unhappy?
She nodded and instructed those around her, "Then you help me keep an eye on this matter. When the Young Master returns, we will introduce someone to him!"
Far away, Night Star suddenly sneezed, feeling a slight chill on his back, as if someone was plotting against him.
He turned to look at the woman joking with Aunt Liu and shook his head. Little did he know that those plotting against him were thousands of miles away, even among his closest relatives.
Upon receiving the order, Rong Mama instantly beamed with joy and repeatedly agreed, "Yes! I will take care of it right away!"
As soon as she stepped through the courtyard gate, a servant rushed in to announce that the Prime Minister had arrived.
After having Rong Mama help her tidy up her appearance, she went out to greet him again. Her brother's sudden visit made her wonder if he had news about Night Star.
In the main hall, the servants had already been dismissed by her. Jiang Huai was seated, sipping tea one cup after another. Upon seeing her, he immediately stood up with a hint of a smile on his face.
Seeing her brother's expression gave her some understanding of the situation.
Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, Jiang Huai eagerly said, "We've received news about Night Star. Although he was injured, it's not serious; he's recuperating in a village."
Though she had mentally prepared herself for the news that the assassination would not succeed, hearing it for real still left her feeling disappointed, and her expression instantly darkened.
Who was Jiang Huai? After navigating the court for so long, how could he not see his sister's thoughts? "I've told you how important he is. If he returns this time, you must not do anything foolish like before!"
His words were filled with deep concern as he furrowed his brows tightly, staring intently at her.
With a light laugh, she instinctively began to turn the prayer beads in her hand. "Brother, do I seem like that kind of person? Since you've already said not to act against him, I naturally won't. When he returns, I will still be his mother; nothing will have happened!"
After receiving such a response, Jiang Huai visibly relaxed. "What about the woman beside him? Is she unharmed?" She suddenly spoke up, seemingly unwilling to accept the situation.
Jiang Huai nodded slowly. "According to our spies, only he was injured; no one else was harmed. If I'm not mistaken, the reason he got hurt was mostly to protect the woman beside him."
"Ha." She let out a light laugh, her unwillingness becoming more apparent in her gaze. "That Demoness really is lucky; how could she survive this?"
She had originally thought that as long as Night Star survived, that Demoness should at least be seriously injured or worse; she never expected that she came out unscathed!
"What about his followers? Did none of them die?" Her unwillingness continued to press on as she unconsciously tightened her grip on the prayer beads. At this moment, Jiang Yu's eyes were filled with fierce killing intent, as if they could devour someone whole.
After pondering for a moment, the man slowly replied, "It is said that none of his followers survived; they must all be dead."
Hearing this, a hint of relief finally appeared in her gaze. Even if only a few people around him died, it would probably make him feel a bit uncomfortable, right?
With this thought, Jiang Yu gradually calmed down and said in a low voice, "When he returns this time, report the matter of the Demoness to the Emperor. I want to see how he can protect that Demoness under the Emperor's pressure!"
Her eyes were filled with resentment, as if she hated him deeply.
Jiang Huai nodded slowly, sharing the same thought. The White-Haired Woman had been a taboo for the Heavenly Universe Kingdom for hundreds of years; how could their plans allow for any accidents?
But on the other hand, did the appearance of the White-Haired Woman indicate that they had indeed reached a time for a change of dynasty? However, these thoughts remained silently in his heart and he did not share them with Jiang Yu.
"How are you preparing to get close to Liu Qiankun's wife?" After tasting his tea, Jiang Huai asked.
Jiang Yu revealed a proud smile. "I have already found out that in two days, Liu Qiankun's wife will go to White Horse Temple to pray. I have arranged everything; by then, she won't be able to pretend not to know me."
He never doubted his sister's abilities in this regard and nodded slightly. The two discussed what to say after Night Star returned before Jiang Huai took his leave.
Watching her brother's departing figure, Jiang Yu put down the Buddhist beads in her hand, slowly stood up, and walked around the hall. She gazed blankly at the white clouds in the sky, lost in thought.
She stood in the hall for a long time, from dawn until dusk. It was only when her feet became so sore that she could hardly move that she called out to Rong Mama, who had been waiting outside.
Seeing the person frozen in place, she was momentarily stunned and hurried over to support Old Madam, reproaching her, "Old Madam, what are you doing? Why have you been standing here? Don't you care about your health?"
Jiang Yu shook her head slowly without speaking and instead held onto Rong Mama's hand as she moved step by step. It was almost a struggle to make it back to her room. No matter how much her brother tried to comfort her and urged her to let go, she still felt unwilling deep inside!
Why should she suffer from the pain of missing her son while Night Star could comfortably enjoy everything from the General's residence? He clearly was not her biological son!
Thinking of this made her heart feel like countless insects were crawling inside it, gnawing at her until it was filled with unbearable pain!
She tightened her grip on Rong Mama's hand and noticed a change in the latter's breath. She couldn't help but ask, "Old Madam, did the Prime Minister say something that upset you?"
Jiang Yu remained silent and did not respond. After all, it was Rong Mama, who had been by her side for a long time, and even though she said nothing, Rong Mama continued to offer comfort.
"Please do not hold a grudge against the Prime Minister. He is only looking out for your best interests; otherwise, he wouldn't be so earnest in his words. Just think about it, with the General's residence and the Prime Minister's Residence connected, whose power in the Heavenly Universe Kingdom could possibly overshadow that?"
With a slight turn of her gaze, Jiang Yu acknowledged that Rong Mama was correct, but that alone was not enough. "Have the guards that my brother arranged arrived at the residence?" she suddenly asked as she moved forward.
Since the last one was killed by Jiang Huai, he had sent someone else over, but she had yet to see that person.
"They have arrived and have been in the residence for several days now. Does Old Madam wish to see him?"
"Have him brought to my room; I have something to instruct him."
"Understood."
After helping her sit down in the room, Rong Mama turned and went out to summon the person. It was only a moment before a slender figure appeared before her.
The newcomer wore all black clothing, similar to the one who had died before. His face was expressionless, as if frozen.
"Following the Wind pays respects to Old Madam."
He knelt with perfect posture, slightly lowering his head, but his sharp eyes revealed his pride.
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