As Li Muge walked out of the flower shop, she turned around and looked back.

The flower shop, which had just been open for business, gradually disappeared from her sight.

Li Muge opened her palms, and the emptiness left her feeling lost. She handed the little peony to Mu An, and now she truly had nothing left.

Just then, Li Muge suddenly sensed a place on Chang'an Street teeming with resentment.

Her eyes darted around.

She pointed the spell at her brow, and when she found the source of the resentment, she discovered that this place was actually the place where the water ghost in the lake had said lived—the place where the master's wife lived.

They lived in a place similar to an alley, with each house next to the other.

The skies above the other houses were spotless, but the place where the landlord lived was filled with resentment.

"Is this place raising ghosts?" Li Muge asked with a puzzled look. She cast a spell to become invisible and tried to go in, but she couldn't even take one step into the courtyard.

The clothes on his body spontaneously combusted in a bizarre manner.

Li Muge originally absorbed resentment to use as the source of her cultivation, so in theory these places should not reject her.

Yun Qi stayed at the inn.

Since Li Muge doesn't care about some things, then we can only let him do them.

And so.

Yun Qi ordered his men to tie up all twelve of You Zhengqing's concubines, plus Yan Yue.

They were imprisoned in thirteen different places.

He wrote a letter to You Zhengqing, stating that of these thirteen women, he could only choose to save one.

If one is chosen, the rest will die.

The moment You Zhengqing received the threatening letter, he felt that the person's purpose in kidnapping him was simply to find out who the most important person in his heart was.

In order to prevent his opponents from exploiting his weaknesses, You Zhengqing decisively chose his third concubine.

He just didn't expect that he would be facing a crazy and ruthless person like Yun Qi.

If Li Muge hadn't arrived in time to stop Yun Qi's men, Yan Yue would probably be nothing but a corpse by now.

Li Muge originally thought Yan Yue was quite capable, able to seduce two rich and powerful men who were completely devoted to her.

But when she saw the Fifth Prince's fat, pig-like appearance...

She fell silent, feeling that Yan Yue was demeaning herself, and that You Zhengqing didn't seem like a good person either.

Greedy and lustful.

At least he's good-looking.

Li Muge saved Yan Yue. In order to find out which woman was the most important to You Zhengqing, Yun Qi had already killed five of You Zhengqing's women.

In particular, Yan Yue had all five fingers on her left hand severed.

They sent them to You Zhengqing one after another.

If Li Muge hadn't cast the spell in time, Yan Yue probably wouldn't have survived.

"Miss Yan Yue." Li Muge wanted to cast a spell to help Yan Yue grow her lost five fingers back, but after hesitating for a moment, he withdrew the spell from under his sleeve.

"Miss, Miss Li, do you think women like me are the most despicable and filthy?" Yan Yue leaned against a big tree in a disheveled state, her eyes filled with emptiness.

"Don't overthink it, Miss Yan Yue, let me take you back." Li Muge tried to help Yan Yue up.

Yan Yue refused to get up and looked up at her left hand, which was missing its fingers.

“Miss Li, my family is all gone. Everyone in this world has a home, but I don’t.”

"Nobody cares about me. I'm just trash that everyone hates. Nobody will shed a tear for me when I die."

Yan Yue closed her eyes, and her mind began to uncontrollably recall everything she had spent with You Zhengqing. She wanted You Zhengqing to fall in love with her.

Then trample on his heart.

He was forced to turn against the Fifth Prince, but now that he has lost his fingers and can no longer play the zither, the Fifth Prince, this pawn, is likely to be out of control.

"Stop talking." Perhaps it was because they shared the same fate that Li Muge felt a bit of empathy for Yan Yue.

“Miss Yan Yue, I was once like you, losing my family, and in this vast world, I was all alone.”

Li Muge sat down next to Yan Yue, her voice cold: "You are luckier than me. At least your family may still care about you when they left. But my family, when they died, probably cared more about my enemies."

Both of them revealed their backgrounds through a few words, but they tacitly refrained from asking for more details.

Li Muge's appearance was abrupt, and Yan Yue became suspicious. However, when she met Li Muge's eyes, she felt that winning this woman's sympathy was not a bad thing.

Just as Li Muge was about to send Yan Yue back, footsteps suddenly came from the desolate mountains.

It rained heavily.

After You Zhengqing rescued the third concubine, his subordinates came to report the deaths of the other concubines.

He could no longer sit still.

He had also asked himself, was Yan Yue, this woman, born into a filthy family?

He treated her with sincerity, but she remained mercenary and instead got involved with the Fifth Prince.

It's ridiculous to think that he actually believed Yan Yue's reason for not letting him redeem her from her servitude was to avoid giving others something to say. It turns out she just felt that his status wasn't high enough.

But for some reason, when he saw the kidnappers hand over five fingers, he suddenly felt a great panic, as if he were about to lose the whole world in that instant.

"Yan Yue, where are you?"

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and as darkness fell, the wild beasts in these mountains grew even larger.

Everyone else deduced that Yan Yue had probably met with some misfortune.

The Fifth Prince left with his men early on. She was just a courtesan; once she died, she was gone.

You Zhengqing didn't believe it.

A woman like Yan Yue could die so easily. He insisted on sending people up the mountain to find her, and in doing so, he lost contact with his men.

He tumbled down the ravine, but he still managed to limp out. He couldn't give up; the woman was still waiting for him.

The rain was getting heavier.

Yan Yue waited and waited, but Li Muge never came.

She felt disappointed, but she didn't blame Li Muge, since he had already saved her, which was already considered helping him.

But will she die here?

Yan Yue's wound began to bleed again in the rain, the blood flowing onto the ground.

The smell of blood also successfully attracted the hungry tiger.

Of course, this was also Yun Qi's arrangement.

His goal was to find out who You Zhengqing truly loved.

As Li Muge watched the tiger gradually approach Yan Yue, his heart tightened: "Demon Lord, let it go. She is a pitiful person too."

Yun Qi curled his lips: "Poor Li Muge, have you forgotten how we crawled out of the pile of corpses in the Spirit Hunter Valley back then?"

"Li Muge, do you know what your biggest weakness is?"

"What is it?" Li Muge frowned, her thoughts falling on Yan Yue.

Yun Qi chuckled: "Your methods are quite strategic, but you always let your personal emotions get in the way when you shouldn't be soft-hearted. Li Muge, you are too soft-hearted, and that will be your fatal weakness."

Li Muge didn't care: "Demon Lord, what's so strange about this? I am a phoenix. Although I'm cold now, I still have a heart. Don't you have one too?"

After saying that, Li Muge took advantage of Yun Qi's inattention and placed her hand on Yun Qi's back, her brows furrowing tightly.

Yun Qi's heart didn't beat.