Mu Beichen's heart trembled at the cold words, and he noticed that Yu Qianqian's face was filled with even more anger, as if she was about to throw him out of sight in that instant.

He looked at her, bringing them closer together to gaze at each other. He stared intently into her dark, colorless eyes, which were filled with turbulent emotions, but he hesitated for a long time without uttering a word.

After a long silence with Mu Beichen, Yu Qianqian turned her bright eyes slightly, her unusually sharp gaze still fixed on him. At this moment, she finally opened her mouth slowly, her indifferent tone making each word resound: "Mu Beichen, if you can ignore the murderer who killed your own child and even allow her to roam around under your nose every day, then I really admire you."

Yu Qianqian stared unblinkingly at the strange look in his eyes, and inexplicably laughed, "It's just a pity, though. The woman you always think about isn't nearly as magnanimous as you. All along, she's used your good intentions as a bargaining chip for her own benefit, and even felt it was justified to kill your own flesh and blood..."

"Enough! Stop talking!" Mu Beichen's emotions instantly spiraled out of control, and he yelled at her almost frantically.

"Yu Qianqian, you know perfectly well that she has never held a place in my heart all these years, and I would never allow her to do anything to hurt you for my own selfish reasons. The only reason I've kept her around until now is because your illness requires her presence; otherwise, your life would be in danger sooner or later. Qianqian, I don't want to lose you..."

"I don't need it!" Yu Qianqian immediately interrupted his rambling narration. Her originally calm demeanor turned into one of fury as he lost his composure: "Mu Beichen, let me tell you, I would rather die from my illness than live on by relying on Su Ruan. Besides, I find it disgusting to have that filthy thing removed from her!"

At this moment, in Mu Beichen's eyes, Yu Qianqian's scarlet eyes, her tightly clenched fists due to emotional distress, and her small, delicate body standing in front of him were all trembling. Her whole body was boiling with an extremely strong murderous aura, making him unable to avoid her.

Seeing her sudden change in expression, and feeling an unbearable pain in every inch of her eyes, Mu Beichen simply turned away from her, facing the door with a heavy heart, and closed his eyes. After hesitating for a long time, he finally blurted out a cold shout: "Yu Qianqian, you can't be willful about this matter. At least for now, you can't kill Su Ruan."

"From this day forward, without my permission, you will not be allowed to leave this entire palace!"

Mu Beichen didn't shout these words very loudly; he said them in the lowest possible tone. Yet, Yu Qianqian felt that his voice was louder than thunder, lingering in her ears for a long time.

She stared blankly at Mu Beichen's departing figure, feeling as if an extremely heavy, gloomy aura was pressing down on her heart, making her feel like she was about to suffocate.

As that tall figure gradually disappeared from sight, Yu Qianqian took a deep breath, her expression shifting like the unpredictable weather.

"Ha! You can't kill him, is that it?"

"No one can stop me from doing what I want to do!"

"Mu Beichen, because of your own resentment, you still dare to imprison me here for life. I will soon let you know what it means to regret your actions."