The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

"Now it seems that there may be someone else behind the scenes, and Mu Yang may be innocent."

After finishing speaking, Ye Buhuo calmly glanced at Lu Wuming who was sitting on the chair, his eyes sweeping over his white fingers that were unconsciously clenching the armrests of the chair.

The tent became quiet, as if it had suddenly frozen.

Lu Wuming didn't say anything, and Ye Buhuo didn't urge him either.

After a while, Lu Wuming hesitated and said with a lack of confidence:

"I wonder why the prince told me this matter...?"

Ye Buhuo smiled faintly and said:

"I know that you three have a lot of contact with each other, so I asked General Lu if he could provide some useful information."

Lu Wuming chuckled a few times.

"I really have no idea about this matter."

"Besides, Li Sen and Mu Yang are soldiers of your Black Iron Army. I am affiliated with the Hua Family Army, so I will have a drink with them on my day off."

At this point Lu Wuming raised his voice slightly and continued:

"The soldiers of the two armies are training separately and rarely come into contact with each other!"

This statement seemed to be saying that he, Lu Wuming, did not have much contact with Li Sen and Mu Yang on a daily basis, but in fact it was implying that Ye Buhuo, the general of the Xuantie Army, had extended his hand to the Hua Family Army.

Ye Buhuo understood what he meant, but just nodded lightly.

"In that case, General Lu, please go back first."

After Lu Wuming said goodbye, he walked quickly out of the tent.

Just as he was about to step out of the tent, Ye Buhuo's voice came from behind him.

"General Lu, if you remember any crucial clues, please remember to tell me."

"Although I am not in charge of the Hua Family Army, as the king of the Night Country, I still have this power."

The voice was neither fast nor slow, flat and without any ups and downs.

But Lu Wuming still felt that he was enveloped by the coldness mixed between the lines, and his whole body turned cold.

He stood at the door, without even turning his head, hurriedly replied "yes" and left in a hurry.

When returning to the Lu Mansion, Lu Wuming did not ride a horse as usual, but took a carriage.

After entering the carriage, Lu Wuming's brows were tightly furrowed and never relaxed.

He leaned back in the carriage, feeling his chest pounding and unable to calm down.

He placed his hands on his legs, rubbing his fingertips from time to time, thinking about why Ye Buhuo summoned him today.

I thought about it for a long time but got no result.

"master."

The voice of the Lu family’s butler came from outside the carriage, and Lu Wuming realized that he had already arrived home.

He walked into the house in a hurry and slammed the door as soon as he entered.

Mrs. Lu, who was about to go forward to help him undress, was startled.

"Why is the master so angry?"

He lowered his voice and recounted what happened to Ye Buhuo today when he was summoned.

After hearing what he said, Mrs. Lu also became flustered.

"What is this prince's intention?"

After thinking for so long without any clue, Lu Wuming gradually began to get impatient.

"How did I know?"

Madam Lu thought of the capital, and she said:

"Master, let's go directly to the capital to seek refuge with the noble man!"

Lu Wuming sneered dully and said viciously:

"If we don't get what he wants, do you think the nobleman will accept us so easily?"

"If he knew that my identity was exposed, not only would he not help me, he would also kill me to silence me!"

Mrs. Lu also understood that this was a deal. Lu Wuming was useful to her, so the nobleman took him under his wing.

But now Lu Wuming has accomplished nothing, and it may be too late for the nobleman to cut ties with him.

But Mrs. Lu was so flustered that she lost her composure.

"If we stay here and King An really gets suspicious, we'll be dead!"

Lu Wuming clenched his fists and shook his head firmly as if to persuade himself.

"The prince summoned me today only to ask if I had any information about Li Sen's theft."

"From the look of his voice and expression, he seems to be the same as usual. He probably doesn't doubt me."

"When I left, I remembered something..."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide in shock and repeated in a trembling voice:

"If I remember... remember!"

If it were in normal times, this wording would not attract attention.

But at this moment, Lu Wuming felt guilty and any ambiguous words could make him lose his composure.

He said in a hurried voice:

"The prince said he remembered something instead of thinking of something. Is this implying that he knows I am the mastermind behind this?"

This was not without reason. Mrs. Lu was in a state of confusion at the moment. She frantically twisted the handkerchief in her hand, paced back and forth, and spoke incoherently:

"What should we do now? Why does the prince suspect you?"

Lu Wuming frowned gloomily, his chest heaving up and down violently.

He wondered if there were any clues he hadn't destroyed.

"Have all the letters with the capital been destroyed?"

Mrs. Lu nodded without hesitation.

"That time you didn't burn it after you finished reading it. There's no way it could have been left behind."

"The secret letter to Li Sen was also written by an inconspicuous servant in the mansion. It is impossible to find any problems in the handwriting."

Lu Wuming nodded, and continued to ask worriedly:

"What about the mansion? Have the servants been arranged?"

Mrs. Lu snorted complacently.

Hearing this, Lu Wuming breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then there are no clues to follow."

Mrs. Lu patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, yes, yes. As long as there is no evidence left, the prince can't do anything to us."

The two gradually felt relieved.

Suddenly, Lu Wuming remembered something else.

"Did you send Minniang away?"

Min Niang was the adopted daughter of Mrs. Lu's family. She was not only a good pianist but also had a pretty face.

Mrs. Lu's childhood sweetheart had expressed his love for Minniang, but unfortunately Minniang's status as an adopted daughter was not high enough to reach the level of her childhood sweetheart, so the matter was left unresolved.

With this previous experience, Mrs. Lu has always been afraid that Lu Wuming would be seduced by Min Niang one day.

So in the past, when Lu Wuming accompanied Mrs. Lu back to the Lu family, Mrs. Lu was very unhappy when Lu Wuming and Min Niang met.

When she heard Lu Wuming mention Min Niang today, she became angry like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Madam Lu glared at Lu Wuming and yelled at him in a sharp voice:

"Why, are you still obsessed with that little hoof?"

Lu Wuming sighed helplessly and comforted her.

"Madam, what are you talking about? It was your idea to use Min Niang to lure Mu Yang to invite me for a drink. How can that be considered as me being obsessed with Min Niang?"

Lu Wuming continued to explain:

"I'm just afraid that if the prince finds out about Min Niang, it will be bad for you and me."