Years turn into wind

Chapter 126 Conspiracy late at night

The night wind whispered through the Marshal's mansion, a hint of chill permeating the air. Cheng Yuwei was placed next to Ling Xiaotian's study, with several trusted guards guarding her day and night to ensure that no one could easily approach.

Ling Xiaotian stood at the study window, his gaze fixed on the distant darkness, his brow furrowed. He realized that there must be a more complex conspiracy behind the assassination, and the enemy had already turned their target on the person most important to him. Cheng Yuwei's safety was not only his weak spot, but also a bargaining chip in the hands of the enemy.

"Wei'er, you should rest tonight. I'll go take care of some things." Ling Xiaotian looked at her gently, his eyes revealing worry and reluctance.

Cheng Yuwei nodded. She knew Ling Xiaotian wouldn't be easily reassured, but she also didn't want to be a burden to him. She gently held his hand and whispered, "Xiaotian, no matter what danger you face, I will bear it with you."

Ling Xiaotian's eyes flashed with emotion. He stroked her cheek and sighed, "You are so brave, but I hope you are safe more."

In the dead of night, Ling Xiaotian summoned his trusted generals and advisors for a secret meeting in his study. The light from the oil lamps reflected on everyone's faces, each with a solemn expression.

"According to the results of the assassin's interrogation tonight, they are indeed related to the hostile force we suspect is the White Tiger Gang." A general reported in a deep voice.

Ling Xiaotian nodded slightly, a cold glint in his eyes. "The White Tiger Gang has always been good at hiding their whereabouts. They are colluding with the enemy and intend to undermine our morale. This thing must be eradicated completely."

Strategist Zhou Hao tapped his folding fan and analyzed, "General, the enemy is now in the dark, and we are in the light. We need to do the opposite, set up a trap to lure the enemy deep into our territory, and then capture them all in one fell swoop."

Everyone nodded, and Ling Xiaotian showed a hint of a sneer on his face: "Very good, Zhou Hao, you must immediately draw up a detailed plan. Make sure that this operation can completely destroy their power."

Meanwhile, Cheng Yuwei lay in bed, eyes closed, unable to sleep. Ling Xiaotian's every move weighed on her mind, and she knew he wouldn't rest peacefully tonight. Worry and reluctance for him kept her awake.

At this moment, a gentle knock on the door broke the quiet of the night. Cheng Yuwei's heart tightened and she sat up: "Who?"

"It's me, Xiaowan." A maid's whisper came from outside.

Cheng Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to open the door. Xiaowan handed her a cup of hot tea with a look of concern in her eyes: "Madam, you were frightened today. Have a cup of tea and have a good rest."

Cheng Yuwei took the tea and felt a little warm in her heart: "Thank you, Xiaowan."

Xiaowan nodded, but a subtle, complex expression flashed across her eyes. She bowed and retreated, and as she left the room, she glanced towards the study, a cold glint in her eyes.

Cheng Yuwei didn't notice. She took a sip of tea, the warmth spreading across her tongue, and her heart felt a little more at ease. But she didn't realize that this cup of tea had already dragged her into a deeper conspiracy.

The night was silent, with the wind howling, as if a bigger storm was brewing.

Chapter 110 The conspiracy begins to emerge

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the Marshal's Mansion, dispelling the night's chill, but failing to dispel the gloom of the previous night. Cheng Yuwei woke up feeling slightly dizzy. She rubbed her temples, trying to recall the details of last night, but found her memory a little fuzzy.

"What happened last night?" she murmured to herself, a trace of uneasiness passing through her heart.

Ling Xiaotian entered his study early in the morning. He hadn't slept all night, absorbed in reviewing the intelligence his men had brought him. The White Tiger Gang's power was far more complex than he had anticipated. Not only were they threatening him from outside, they also had spies within the mansion, which filled him with anger and anxiety.

"Xiaotian, didn't you get a good rest last night?" Cheng Yuwei walked in with breakfast, a tired look on her face.

Ling Xiaotian looked up and saw her pale face, frowning: "Wei'er, why do you look so bad? Were you scared last night?"

Cheng Yuwei smiled and said, "Maybe I'm a little tired. Don't worry, I'm fine." She placed breakfast on the table and looked at him softly, "You should eat something too. Don't always keep yourself so tense."

Ling Xiaotian took her hand, his eyes showing a hint of apology: "I'm sorry, I made you suffer during this period of time."

Cheng Yuwei shook her head gently: "We are together, no matter what we encounter, we can face it together."

At this moment, the tacit understanding between the two people does not require words, just a warm touch can convey each other's feelings.

However, at this moment of peace, the noise of soldiers suddenly came from outside. Ling Xiaotian frowned and immediately walked to the window, where he saw several soldiers surrounding a panicked maid. The maid was Xiaowan, the one who brought tea to Cheng Yuwei last night.

"What's going on?" Ling Xiaotian asked in a deep voice.

An adjutant hurried into the study and reported, "General, we have discovered a traitor in the mansion. This maid was caught trying to burn a secret letter."

Cheng Yuwei's heart trembled, and the scene of Xiaowan delivering tea last night instantly emerged in her mind. She looked at Ling Xiaotian in astonishment: "Xiaotian, could it be..."

Ling Xiaotian's face turned pale. He turned and ordered his adjutant, "Bring her here."

Soon, Xiaowan was escorted into the study. Her expression was devoid of the calm she had the previous night, replaced by a deathly grey hue. Ling Xiaotian stared at her coldly, his voice low and dangerous, "Who sent you here? If you don't tell the truth, you know what will happen."

Xiaowan gritted her teeth, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but she remained silent. Cheng Yuwei stepped forward, took a deep breath, and tried to persuade her in a gentle tone: "Xiaowan, if you tell us the truth, I can plead with the Marshal to save your life."

These words seemed to strike a chord with Xiaowan. A flicker of struggle flashed in her eyes before she finally spoke, "It was the White Tiger Gang... They sent me to monitor Madam, and they even had me drug her tea last night to ensure the operation went smoothly."

Cheng Yuwei took a step back, shock and anger evident on her face. Ling Xiaotian clenched his fists, his eyes ablaze with anger. "The White Tiger Gang, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

Xiao Wan lowered her head and continued, "Their plan is not just assassination, but a deeper conspiracy intended to stir up internal conflicts and cause chaos."

Ling Xiaotian's gaze gradually calmed down, and he turned to look at Cheng Yuwei, his eyes full of apology and regret: "Wei'er, I was careless this time."

Cheng Yuwei shook her head slightly, her eyes firm: "Xiaotian, we can't let their conspiracy succeed. Now that we know their methods, we can find a way to fight back."

Ling Xiaotian nodded, a look of determination in his eyes: "It's time to teach the White Tiger Gang a lesson."

Outside, in the darkness of the night, a pair of eyes gazed coldly at the Marshal's residence, a sinister smile curling up at the corners of their mouths. The wind whispered, as if foreshadowing the coming of a new storm.