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Liu Chancellor not only sent letters to the battlefield but also personally found Yeh Hsiao-Han.
"Chancellor?" Yeh Hsiao-Han did not expect Liu Chancellor to appear, and her first reaction was one of caution. This location was her safe house, chosen to evade pursuit, nestled in a bustling alley.
The house was purchased under someone else's name, making it nearly impossible for anyone to discover. They had managed to escape Murong Cheng's pursuit, yet they could not evade Liu Chancellor's watchful eyes.
Liu Chancellor remained as refined and gentle as ever, but Yeh Hsiao-Han noticed a hint of fatigue in his eyes, as if he bore a heavy burden.
What could this mean? Yeh Hsiao-Han pondered silently; Liu Chancellor's private visit seemed not to be an order to capture her.
She pulled Luo Jingxian, who was ready to spring into action at any moment, and invited Liu Chancellor into the main hall.
"This place is too simple; I hope you can make do, Chancellor," Yeh Hsiao-Han said casually, as if their meeting were merely a routine encounter without any opposing stances.
Liu Chancellor took a seat but remained silent for a long time.
Yeh Hsiao-Han did not rush him; during such tense moments, maintaining composure was crucial. Often, it was the impatient party that ended up losing.
After a long while, Liu Chancellor finally sighed, as if he had come back to his senses.
"Miss Ye, I have come today to bring closure," Liu Chancellor stood up and bowed respectfully to Yeh Hsiao-Han. "In the past, Liu Susu has wronged you in many ways; I hope you can let go of past grievances now that she has passed away."
Yeh Hsiao-Han was taken aback by Liu Chancellor's words. Her eyes widened as she looked at him, momentarily at a loss for words.
"Who? Who died? Liu Susu... she..." Yeh Hsiao-Han couldn't continue. Just by seeing the heartbroken expression on Liu Chancellor's face, she understood everything.
This news was too shocking; she had been planning to deal with Murong Jing after the Rebel Army's victory. Once Murong Xi ascended the throne and everything settled, she intended to confront Liu Susu and reclaim what she had suffered.
Little did she know that before she could act, the opportunity for revenge had been completely snatched away from her.
"But why would Liu Susu be involved in such a thing?" This was too strange. Given Liu Susu's status, who would dare to harm her? Was it someone she had offended in the past? Why would that person choose this particular moment? Did it have anything to do with the struggle for the throne?
In an instant, Yeh Hsiao-Han's mind raced with countless thoughts, but none could settle into certainty.
Liu Chancellor let out a deep sigh. It was the first time Yeh Hsiao-Han had seen him so heartbroken and despondent. The previous Liu Chancellor always carried himself with an air of integrity and seemed like an untouchable elite of society.
"Miss Ye, you may not know, but Liu Susu was harmed by her own husband!" Pain etched across Liu Chancellor's face as he lamented, "This is all my fault; I shouldn't have sent her back to that den of demons! If I hadn't..."
He was deeply regretting his decision to agree to that marriage arrangement.
Yeh Hsiao-Han felt overwhelmed by the shocking revelations of the night. "So, Liu Susu was killed by Gu Rong?" This was truly unexpected.
However, thinking back on it, Gu Bei, that ruthless killer, had once turned against his own brother. It wasn't hard to understand that he could now murder his own wife.
Yet, Gu Rong had sought Liu Susu precisely for the power of the Liu Family. To curry favor with them, he shouldn't have harmed Liu Susu at all.
Liu Chancellor sank deeper into his sorrow over his daughter's death, his emotions becoming slightly agitated. "Gu Rong sent someone to bring her back and then claimed she was ill and couldn't come out. At first, we didn't pay much attention."
But claiming illness was only temporary; how could the Liu Family not know whether Liu Susu was truly sick? They thought she was simply feeling down and didn't want to see anyone, which led them to accept such an excuse.
However, after Lady Liu made several visits only to be turned away each time, and whenever they brought up the matter it was gently declined by Gu Rong, the Liu Family began to grow suspicious.
With Liu Chancellor's influence in the capital, how could he not uncover the truth? After sending out a team of people, he finally received news about Liu Susu.
At that moment, he wished he had never known at all, as long as his daughter could live well—even if it meant being in a place where he could no longer see her.
Yet reality was cruel; what had happened had happened and could not be changed.
Liu Chancellor could only accept this fact while pretending to be unaware as he worked alongside Gu Rong in the grand hall.
“Gu Rong is a subordinate of Murong Cheng. As long as Murong Cheng remains emperor, he will never sacrifice Gu Rong’s life for my daughter,” Liu Chancellor said with a cold smile. “Perhaps to appease the situation, he might punish Gu Rong, but he will not kill him.”
In Murong Cheng's eyes, people are ranked in tiers, and Liu Susu's status is certainly not on par with Gu Rong's. Even with the Liu Family backing him, Liu Chancellor, that old fox, knows that Murong Cheng does not have complete control over him.
When faced with someone he cannot control and someone who is on his side, it is clear whom Murong Cheng would choose.
“Since the ‘Emperor’ cannot provide me with justice, I will take matters into my own hands,” Liu Chancellor declared. “I have already written a letter to General Gu, pledging my full support from now on.”
I see now. Yeh Hsiao-Han understood that Liu Chancellor had abandoned Murong Cheng in order to seek revenge for his daughter and had instead allied himself with their camp.
“Gu Rong is utterly depraved and ruthless; he can poison his own brother and wife without hesitation. Such a villain has not been brought to justice but stands proudly in Dongchuan's Golden Throne Hall—it's a disgrace to Dongchuan!”
Yeh Hsiao-Han said indignantly, “Rest assured, Liu Chancellor, this justice will be served!”
Yet deep down, Yeh Hsiao-Han couldn’t help but smirk. Liu Susu had nearly caused her death several times before; it was merely luck that had allowed her to escape.
At that time, where was Liu Chancellor to speak up for her? Where was he to discipline his daughter properly?
Now that she had experienced the pain firsthand, he finally realized the magnitude of his daughter’s mistakes.
However, Yeh Hsiao-Han would not voice these thoughts in front of Liu Chancellor. It might feel satisfying to vent her frustrations at the moment, but the cost would be a powerful ally—something not worth sacrificing.
With Liu Susu dead, there was no point in clinging to past grievances; it would be pointless to dwell on a deceased person.
Moreover, the Rebel Army desperately needed Liu Chancellor's support at this time.
Liu Chancellor did not linger and left soon after their conversation. Yeh Hsiao-Han felt a wave of emotions wash over her and found it hard to sleep.
With Liu Chancellor’s backing, the situation seemed overwhelmingly in their favor. His influence in the shadows surpassed even that of the newly crowned Murong Cheng.
Within the court, there was Liu Chancellor, and outside, the imperial army was no match for the Rebel Army. Murong Cheng, sleepless every night, finally awaited the moment when the Rebel Army breached the capital.
“Brother, it’s been a long time! I hope you’ve been well!” Murong Jing charged into the palace, seizing Murong Cheng.
It wasn’t exactly a capture; Murong Cheng hadn’t attempted to flee at all. When the army found him, he was sitting in the Golden Throne Hall, perched upon the resplendent dragon throne.
“Victory belongs to the victor; I have nothing good to say,” Murong Cheng had anticipated this outcome during his previous defeats.
He felt unwilling but powerless.
His hand rested on the throne, feeling its cold and hard texture. It was this very sensation that he had longed for throughout his life; he had once possessed it, and now he was about to lose it.
Murong Jing had neither the time nor the mood to ponder his complex emotions. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, “Seize the traitor Murong Cheng who murdered his sovereign and usurped the throne!”
The army surged forward, and Murong Cheng offered no resistance as they bound him tightly.
As he passed by Murong Jing, Murong Cheng suddenly laughed.
“Third brother, do you think that by defeating me, the throne is yours? The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.” Murong Cheng’s words were cut short as he was impatiently shoved along by the soldiers behind him.
Only his maniacal laughter echoed in the air before it quickly faded away.
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