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The thoughts of Liu Yang were not wrong; the couple Liu Wen was indeed the weak link in their evil gang.
Gu Da pondered, "We think the same way, targeting those two. The problem is that our time is tight; we can't afford to drag this out. If they stubbornly hold on and we miss the deadline, it won't be usable anymore."
They had temporarily set two plans, with the natural choice being to clear Ye Xiaohan's name, which would be a win-win situation. However, if they couldn't find enough evidence in a short time, they would have to resort to the second measure.
But even if Ye Xiaohan could escape a disaster and ensure her safety, the dirt thrown at her would be hard to wash away.
Once the charges were established and Ye Xiaohan managed to escape, Liu Yuan would not be satisfied and would surely try to pin more unfounded accusations on her.
There was also one thing Gu Da did not know: Liu Yuan's background remained a mystery. If he became enraged and redirected his anger towards others, such as the Flying Dragon General who was stepping forward to rectify the case this time.
Regardless of which aspect was considered, this matter could only succeed; failure was not an option.
"Liu Yang, you have more contact with the Liu Wen family. What do you think?" Gu Da asked. Liu Yang was quick-witted and full of ideas; he wondered if any of them might be useful this time.
Liu Yang tilted his head, tapping his fingers against his temple as he thought of something.
"Brother Gu, come here!" Liu Yang excitedly leaned close to Gu Da's ear and whispered a flurry of ideas, blinking eagerly at him.
Gu Da couldn't help but smile wryly. "Are you sure? Will this work?"
Liu Yang nodded confidently. "I know their family's temperament best; they're all bullies who fear strength and are cowardly against the strong. This method will definitely work!"
"Alright." Gu Da considered it for a moment and felt that Liu Yang's plan had its merits; it was also the only idea they had at present. "Then we'll do it your way. I'll go inform them."
Seeing his suggestion accepted, Liu Yang felt he had contributed a bit to saving Ye Xiaohan and was very pleased, urging Gu Da to prepare quickly.
That night, something strange occurred in a courtyard.
In a room lit by an oil lamp, shadows danced on the walls as voices drifted in through the open window.
"That bitch Ye Xiaohan thinks that by hooking up with some general, she can save herself. What a daydream! Young Master Liu has already anticipated her schemes; she’s nothing but a pawn in his hands!"
The voice sounded quite familiar; the people inside were Liu Wen and Yang Juanjuan, who had just been driven out of the residence by Liu Yang. It was Liu Wen who had spoken earlier.
Yang Hua was not present, and no one knew where he had gone.
"Is it really okay? I heard that the Flying Dragon General is quite formidable. If something goes wrong and they find out, Liu Gongzi has his father to protect him, but we are just common folks. No one will stand up for us then."
Yang Juanjuan expressed her concerns. Ever since she learned that someone was trying to clear Ye Xiaohan's name, her heart had been racing, fearing that something might go awry.
Liu Wen scoffed, "So what if he's a general? Without evidence, they can't touch us! That Bitch Ye Xiaohan pretended to faint in court; how long can she keep that up? Once the case is retried and a verdict is reached, even if she has three heads and six arms, she'll still be executed!"
Hearing Liu Wen's confidence eased Yang Juanjuan's worries somewhat, and her mood improved a little. However, thoughts of Liu Bei still weighed heavily on her heart.
Noticing Yang Juanjuan's melancholy as she lingered by the window, Liu Wen approached to comfort her.
"Juanjuan, why are you still sad? Listen to Aunt Wen; stop thinking about Liu Bei. He's blinded by that vixen and can't see your worth—that's his blindness. Once we secure the Liu family's inheritance, we'll find you someone ten times or a hundred times better than him. By then, with our wealth, you'll have your pick of men!"
After a while of trying to console her, Liu Wen saw that Yang Juanjuan merely hung her head and sighed softly before moving away from the window to sit under the lamp.
Seeing that she wasn't receptive at the moment, Liu Wen decided to leave her be; she'd come around eventually. As Liu Wen reached for the window to close it, something caught her eye in her peripheral vision.
It moved quickly and flashed past. When she focused again, there was nothing there.
A chill ran down Liu Wen's spine; it felt eerie. The clouds obscured the moonlight, casting a dark shadow over the night.
Feeling frightened, she quickly called out to Yang Juanjuan, "Juanjuan, come over here and see if there's something out there!"
Yang Juanjuan didn't notice anything amiss and stood up to complain, "Aunt Wen, when will you get over this paranoia? You're always seeing things that aren't there..."
Before Yang Juanjuan could finish her sentence, a shadow darted swiftly across their courtyard and vanished behind the osmanthus trees.
"What... what was that?" Liu Wen's face turned pale as she trembled and pointed toward the yard.
Yang Juanjuan was also startled. Gathering her courage, she shouted, "What else could it be? Probably just a bird, yes, a bird flew by. There's nothing to be alarmed about!"
"Right, right, it's a bird, just a bird," Liu Wen quickly reassured herself. She urged Yang Juanjuan to close the window quickly, not wanting to see the dark courtyard outside any longer.
The flowers and plants that Bai Xin had admired now appeared as black shadows rising from the ground, entwining with the earth. The lush trees took on a sinister air, their dense branches and leaves blocking out the light, rustling ominously in the night breeze.
To Liu Wen's ears, it transformed into the suppressed laughter of demons lurking in every corner.
"The hour is late; we should get some rest," she suggested.
Startled, Liu Wen just wanted to close the door and windows tightly, ensuring nothing could come inside.
However, she received no response and looked at Yang Juanjuan in confusion. "Juanjuan, why aren't you speaking? Why are you still standing there?"
Liu Wen reached out to pull Yang Juanjuan, but when she did, Yang Juanjuan turned her head stiffly, her face pale and frightening.
"Oh!" Liu Wen gasped and quickly let go, stepping back. But then she saw Yang Juanjuan pointing at the courtyard outside with a trembling finger, her voice shaking as she said, "Wen, Aunt Wen, outside!"
Liu Wen's heart skipped a beat as she instinctively glanced toward the courtyard.
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept in, slamming the half-closed door wide open.
The wind carried with it sand and fallen leaves, forcing Liu Wen to raise her hand to shield her face. Then she heard a scream—it was Yang Juanjuan's voice!
The whirlwind came swiftly and left just as quickly, vanishing without a trace in an instant. All that remained was a scene of chaos that testified to an unusual night.
Liu Wen looked in the direction of the scream she had just heard. Her heart sank; where Yang Juanjuan had stood moments ago was now empty—there wasn't even a shadow left.
"Juanjuan! Juanjuan! Don't scare me like this! Where are you?"
Liu Wen's voice trembled with tears, half of her soul seemingly lost in fear.
She stumbled forward a couple of steps, both afraid of the night outside and hesitant to close the door. Besides, this place felt strange; a living person had vanished into thin air.
Just as she was lost in her thoughts, darkness enveloped her, and the oil lamp behind her went out.
"Ah!" Wen finally couldn't hold it in any longer and screamed, her body going limp as she collapsed onto the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
At that moment, tiny flickers of light suddenly illuminated the surroundings, casting shifting shadows that dazzled her eyes. A gaunt figure appeared amidst the wavering light.
"Wen, Wen, I’ve come back to find you."
The figure's voice was hoarse and muffled, like a wind-blown fan struggling to breathe, filled with a sense of helplessness.
Upon hearing that voice, Wen was so frightened that she couldn't even scream. She stared blankly at the familiar figure before her. "Big Brother..."
"Cough cough, you actually remember I'm your big brother, cough cough!"
The shadow coughed twice after speaking, indicating that his health was poor.
However, to Wen's ears, this weakness sounded like a death knell because she knew that her big brother's condition couldn't possibly worsen—he had been dead for many years!
"Big Brother, if you need something, go find Liu Bei or Liu Yang. They are the descendants of the Liu family. Don't look for me; I'm just a married sister who can't help you. Please don't blame me!"
Wen trembled all over, praying that her brother would quickly return to where he belonged.
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