Xin Ruyi looked down at the paper that fell on the ground and felt a little confused. She leaned over and picked it up. She saw a few words written on it, but she was shocked: "Xiao Ce died at the hands of Mu Rufeng."
She widened her eyes and stared at the words above, her hands shaking involuntarily.
What does this mean?
Why would someone put such a note in her wedding dress and say that Xiao Ce died at the hands of Mu Rufeng? How is this possible?
No, it must be fake.
She wanted to ask Mu Rufeng to find out.
Xin Ruyi left the room in a hurry. Because she was too panicked, she knocked over the wedding dress on the table, and the pearls strung on the dress spilled all over the floor.
She jogged all the way to Zhengwei Hall where Mu Rufeng lived.
Mu Rufeng was studying the art of war in the study when she heard Zhou Liang's voice coming from outside: "Mrs. Xin."
His eyes lit up and he hurriedly raised his head and saw the study door being pushed open and Xin Ruyi walking in.
With Mu Ru's plump face filled with joy, he stood up and strode over to greet her: "Ruyi, why are you here? Have you tried on the wedding dress sent by the embroidery workshop? Is it still suitable?"
Xin Ruyi looked at his handsome face with a gentle smile. He had always been gentle to her since they met, but in fact he was a rough and arrogant person, and he was even more resolute and decisive on the battlefield.
She clenched the note in her hand, took a deep breath and said, "I have something to ask you, and I hope you can answer me truthfully."
Mu Rufeng was stunned for a moment. He had rarely seen her look so serious, which gave him a bad feeling. He calmed down and nodded: "Ask."
Xin Ruyi looked at him and asked, "Do you know Xiao Ce?"
Hearing Xiao Ce's name, Mu Rufeng's expression suddenly changed, and countless questions came to her mind. Why did she suddenly come over and ask him this?
And with such a solemn look on her face, what did she know?
Mu Rufeng was in a confused mood and did not reply to her words for a long time. Unexpectedly, his reaction made Xin Ruyi feel chilled. She spoke with red eyes and said a little more seriously: "I ask you if you know Xiao Ce?"
The corner of Mu Rufeng's lips moved. He wanted to say that he didn't know her, but facing such a serious Xin Ruyi, he couldn't say it. In the end, he could only admit: "I know him."
Xin Ruyi's body swayed, and her heart thumped. When she first met him, she asked him something like this, but his answer was that she didn't know him.
And now, he says he knows him?
What exactly was he hiding from her?
Xin Ruyi's hands kept shaking. She looked at Mu Rufeng's evasive eyes, opened her mouth, and asked in a trembling voice: "How did he die?"
Mu Rufeng listened to her question with his eyebrows furrowed, but he couldn't tell the truth.
Seeing his silence, Xin Ru walked over excitedly and grabbed his collar, her voice a little sharp: "Let me ask you how he died? Was it you? Did you kill him?"
"As one wishes!"
Mu Rufeng looked horrified: "Who told you?"
"Is it really you?"
Xin Ruyi didn't listen to his rebuttal and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom. She looked at Mu Rufeng in front of her and suddenly felt that he was a little strange: "Why? Why did you lie to me? Why did you kill him?"
She always thought that Xiao Ce died on the battlefield like an ordinary soldier, with no bones left, but today she found out that there was another hidden reason behind his death.
Why on earth, why did Xiao Ce die in Mu Rufeng's hands?