The next moment, she stabbed the dagger against the shoulder strap of Ruan Lingyue's undergarment.

The moment Ruan Lingyue felt the icy coldness of the dagger against her skin, her heart leaped into her throat.

Just then, Xiangling came to report: "Empress Mu, as you instructed, we have found the people you requested, and they are now waiting outside the palace. Should we let them bathe and change their clothes?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Lingyue's mind went completely blank.

Endless fear instantly eroded every cell in her body.

"Why wash it? Isn't it good enough to leave it as is? You'll have to wash it afterward anyway, so why bother? Let's save some water."

As she spoke, Mu Qiuyao had already severed one of the shoulder straps of Ruan Lingyue's undergarment with the dagger in her hand.

In an instant, half of her dress slipped off her shoulder.

No~

As Ruan Lingyue struggled and fantasized about being violated by a group of smelly bachelors, she felt like she was about to have a mental breakdown.

Mu Qiuyao continued to sling the dagger over the other shoulder strap.

With just a slight slide, her undergarments would slip off her body, and then those men would see her body...

"Yes, Xiangling will go and call them in right away."

"No, wait, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything, please don't do this."

Unable to withstand the mental pressure, Ruan Lingyue could no longer maintain her pride and pleaded with Mu Qiuyao.

Mu Qiuyao then sheathed her dagger, her face cold and stern: "Tell me, why are you taking my sister to the Holy Domain?"

Ruan Lingyue, panting heavily, slowly said, "It's...it's because..."

Upon hearing Ruan Lingyue's words, Mu Qiuyao's eyes narrowed sharply, and she directly snapped off the other shoulder strap of his undergarment.

You deserve to die!

In an instant, a few strands slipped down, revealing Ruan Lingyue's delicate body to the air without reservation.

"No, Your Majesty, I have done as you said, please spare me."

Ruan Lingyue cried out in alarm and pleaded desperately.

Mu Qiuyao, however, threw away the dagger in her hand and, turning around, casually shattered her dantian with a palm strike.

"You dare to make a move on Qingluan, and you expect me to let you off? Heh, do you think I'm a saint..."

After saying that, he quickly walked outside.

As you pass by Xiangling, remind her, "Give her a ride."

"yes!"

Xiangling immediately took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, uncorked it, and flicked it.

Instantly, a sweet, cloying sensation splashed all over Ruan Lingyue.

After doing all this, Xiangling quickly left the scene.

Before Ruan Lingyue could recover from the pain of losing her cultivation, she heard a loud, deafening roar.

The moment she looked up, her face paled instantly.

A vast swarm of jade bees swept towards him.

"No, no, no—"

"ah--"

In an instant, the jade bees enveloped Ruan Lingyue's entire body, and she was stung to death amidst her heart-wrenching screams.

...

"What?! A ghost marriage?! With the spoiled brat Xu Fengqing?!"

Even though Shen Zhao had long been accustomed to great things, he was still utterly shocked when he heard the words "ghost marriage".

Mu Qiuyao nodded: "That's right. No wonder Qingluan is so unwilling to talk about her experience of being taken to the Holy Domain. It must have been a huge blow to her heart."

Shen Zhao: "This is absolutely outrageous! To subdue a Great Emperor cultivator and then bury him alive in a fatal spot—even a beast wouldn't do something so cruel. Where is Ruan Lingyue?"

"Dead."

"Yes, it's better that he's dead. This kind of scum has no medical ethics and uses living people for experiments. He deserves to die."