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They entered the study, and the three of them sat down on the sofa.

Mu Lingchuan’s confusion deepened at this moment. What exactly was going on that made it so mysterious?

His gaze turned to Mu Xiaoyao, and it grew serious.

“Xiaoyao, what’s the matter?”

Mu Xiaoyao did not respond, her calm eyes resting on Mu Xiaojiu.

It was better for Uncle to speak about these matters.

Mu Lingchuan’s eyes followed, settling on Mu Xiaojiu.

Mu Xiaojiu glanced between the two, then calmly said, “Lingchuan, a few assassins infiltrated today’s wedding ceremony.”

He didn’t beat around the bush, and his words cut straight to the point.

“Assassins?” Mu Lingchuan raised his eyebrows but wasn’t overly shocked.

Since Uncle had come here to tell him this, the matter was likely already resolved.

“Who were they?”

“We’re still investigating. Right now, there’s one alive who is being held at Sihai Residence.”

Mu Xiaojiu paused before continuing, “However, the person caught is someone you know.”

“I know?”

“It’s a servant from the main house, named Tian.”

A flash of surprise crossed Mu Lingchuan’s eyes. Tian, he had heard Zimo mention her.

She was the servant who had recently come to Mu Mansion and looked very much like Zimo’s friend.

At that time, he even joked with Zimo, saying she was overthinking it.

After so many years, how could it be so coincidental to meet her here?

As such, he had a relatively deep impression of Tian.

“Who did she want to kill?”

“Zimo’s friend, Xiaoxiao.”

Mu Lingchuan frowned, he knew about Xiaoxiao’s situation.

But for these people to infiltrate Mu Mansion to kill Xiaoxiao, was Xiaoxiao someone important, or did she know some earth-shattering secret?

Mu Xiaojiu noticed his confusion and explained, “Her injury was not an accident, someone is clearly afraid she’ll wake up.”

“Who was it?” Mu Lingchuan asked.

Mu Xiaojiu remained silent, still reluctant to say the name of the third brother.

“Could it be Third Uncle?”

Mu Lingchuan could only think of Mu Xuri at this moment.

He didn’t have a good impression of Mu Xuri, and he could see that his arrival at Mu Mansion made the relationships here increasingly delicate.

Moreover, Tian was a servant under Third Uncle, the only person he could associate with was him.

Seeing the expression on Uncle’s face, Mu Lingchuan knew he had guessed correctly.

“This matter is not yet concluded. I’m telling you to be more cautious.”

“Jin City has not been peaceful recently, there are many foreign forces intentionally targeting people from the Eight Big Families.”

Mu Lingchuan was quite skilled, as long as he was cautious, he could protect himself, so Mu Xiaojiu didn’t go into too much detail.

“I understand.”

Mu Lingchuan looked up at Mu Xiaojiu, his expression returning to calm.

“Uncle, if you need me, just say the word.”

…

Baili Xia went upstairs to the second floor and headed straight to Zimo’s room.

Since she was pregnant, Mu Lingchuan didn’t want her to tire herself out.

So before the banquet began, he let her return to her room to rest.

At this moment, she was alone in the room.

Baili Xia lightly knocked on the door, and after a while, she heard footsteps approaching from within.

Zimo opened the door, and upon seeing Baili Xia, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

“Xiaxia, where have you been? You’re finally back.”

As soon as she saw Baili Xia, Zimo threw herself into her arms, holding her tightly.

Baili Xia gently patted her back, “I’m sorry, Zimo.”

As Zimo’s only bridesmaid, leaving her alone in this unfamiliar environment for the day, Baili Xia felt indescribably guilty at that moment.

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