“You dog servant, did you instigate the young mistress to run away, leading to this mess? Do you know your crime?” Xu Fu, gasping, scolded Cuilian.
“Cuilian knows her crime,” she admitted.
Xu Fu, leaning against the bed, saw Xu Lu enter with Liu Buqun. He tried to get up to greet them but fell due to his injuries. Liu Buqun helped him back onto the bed, noticing Cuilian on the floor. His brows furrowed deeply.
“Why isn’t the young mistress at home, and how was she kidnapped?” No one dared to answer, as the young mistress had left home to avoid marriage, and they didn’t know how to explain it to Liu Buqun. Seeing everyone’s heads bowed, Liu Buqun grew suspicious.
“Xu Lu,” Liu Buqun’s voice was calm but carried authority.
“Master, it’s my fault. I failed to protect the young mistress, allowing her to be taken by that villain.” Xu Lu, frightened, knelt down, repeatedly kowtowing to apologize.
“Is that really the case?” Liu Buqun turned his back to the servants, his voice deep.
“We are guilty, we are guilty. Please punish or fine us as you see fit, Master.” The servants, seeing Xu Lu kneel, followed suit, their heads bobbing in apology.
Liu Buqun snorted coldly, his brows knitted. He had heard everything Xu Fu said when he entered, especially about the young mistress leaving home, but it seemed the servants were deliberately avoiding this topic. After a moment of thought, Liu Buqun ordered the servants to stand. Since he couldn’t get the full story, he decided to focus on the details of the kidnapping. Liu Buqun decided to scout Yang Mansion that night at the second watch. After the watchman called the second watch, Liu Buqun changed into night clothes, armed with his sword, and stealthily made his way to Yang Mansion.
