"Shut up! I am no longer your Brother Chen!" Mu Beichen glared at Su Ruan with eyes blazing with anger. He was furious and furious. "You should be more grateful that you are still alive. It's because you still have some use."

Su Ruan raised her eyes and glanced back at Mu Beichen, then suddenly smiled: "I can agree to stay with you, and I can use this blood as a medicinal ingredient for Yu Qianqian every day, but all I want now is the position of Empress."

He stood to the side, glancing at the person in his line of sight out of the corner of his eye. Anger suddenly flared between his cold, handsome brows. He didn't even bother to look at Su Ruan again. Suddenly, he coldly shouted, "Ha! Su Ruan, let me give you a piece of advice: stop daydreaming. If it weren't for Qianqian, I would have cut you into a thousand pieces to vent my hatred. It's already a blessing that you're alive. You have no right to negotiate with me."

Mu Beichen's expression suddenly changed, his eyes shooting out layers of cold light, as sinister and terrifying as the Grim Reaper.

Listening carefully to those words and seeing Su Ruan's almost furious smile, her laughter grew even more unrestrained. "Is that so? Then don't forget, my life or death is now directly related to Yu Qianqian's life. If you make things difficult for me, I can choose to die anytime I want, since there are others to accompany me in death..."

"Su Ruan!"

Her words were still lingering on her lips when Mu Beichen suddenly shouted them off. She froze, her mind reeling. Before she could finish speaking, Mu Beichen flicked his sleeve, and two guards rushed in from either side of her. The sudden restraint left her no strength to struggle.

Mu Beichen took a step forward and closed in on Su Ruan. He held a knife in one hand, and a chilling glint flashed before his eyes. Without thinking, he flicked the short blade and cut a thin gash in Su Ruan's palm!

Su Ruan felt a sharp pain in her hand, her brows furrowed tightly, and she showed an extremely painful expression. After a long while, blood began to drip from her palm.

In her panic, she glanced down and saw the man in her line of sight holding a golden goblet to collect her blood. His calm expression showed no sign of being affected by the situation. This scene pierced her soul, and a heart-wrenching pain surged through her body and heart.

"..."

She had just let out a silent roar of pain, but when she turned her gaze again, she saw Mu Beichen turn around at lightning speed and gradually move further and further away from her. Before she could calm down, an unusually cold voice came from behind his back: "Keep an eye on the prisoner. Do not let her die before the Empress has fully recovered!"

Before the echo had even faded, his figure had vanished without a trace.

As Su Ruan gazed at the empty space before her, tears welled up in her eyes and silently streamed down her cheeks to the ground.

Back when they first met in Jiang Lan Kingdom, for over a decade, although she herself didn't think she had ever truly entered his heart, at least he still held onto some past affection. So Su Ruan always thought he was the gentlest man in the world, never imagining that one day he would despise her so much and be so heartless.

Every word, every icy gaze, pierced Su Ruan's heart, causing a deep, bone-deep pain.

From that moment on, she no longer had any expectations of him, only endless hatred etched deep in her heart, never to be forgotten!