After it was all over, Mu Huaen originally intended to stay by Yang Chuxia’s side to attend to her, but Yang Chuxia wasn’t 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 there’s no information on her whereabouts yet."

"Brother, I’m counting on you for this matter. We must find her." After a pause, Ye Haoyang said, "Mu Huarong is dead, killed by the enemy’s hand."

As he said this, the murderous aura on him intensified, "If it weren’t for Mu Huarong, it might have been me or Huaen who ended up dead."

"How could this happen?" Ye Haoxuan hadn’t followed him out of the city yesterday, so he hadn’t had the time to learn about the subsequent events, and naturally wasn’t aware of Mu Huarong’s death.

"I need to see who’s 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 hadn’t 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, there’s only one person left.

"Brother, who?"

"Mu Yubing!"

"Her?" Ye Haoyang was shocked, "How could it be her? Wasn’t she supposed to be dead?"

"I can’t think of anyone else except her," Ye Haoxuan said, "Maybe she wasn’t 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 wasn’t foolish; he could clearly understand, "She’s targeting the Mu Family; does she have a grudge against the Mu Family?"

"I’m not sure about any grudges, but there’s definitely something going on," Ye Haoxuan paused for a moment and then said, "If it’s confirmed to be her, I probably know where to find her. She likely didn’t enter the Capital City at all; that’s just a facade. Her birth mother is buried on the back hill of the State Duke Tong’s estate; she should go there with little surprise." Saying this, he immediately instructed people to find her there.

"I’ll go find her personally, to prevent her from escaping again."

"You’d better not go; visiting a grave isn’t suitable for someone newly married," Ye Haoxuan disagreed, "Besides, once we confirm who she is, we won’t fear her escaping. Currently, it’s 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, you’re right."

Ye Haoyang nodded.

By evening, the people who went outside the city reported back that there wasn’t anyone suspicious at Tong Family’s estate, though there were traces of freshly burned paper in front of the grave of Concubine Tong.

Three days later, on the bride’s 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 Huarong’s death.