"I look forward to it, Demon Lord, heh heh, really, I beg you to get your head checked..."

Before Li Muge could finish speaking, she saw Yun Qi smilingly pick up the shedding talisman again.

The threat was not explicitly stated.

Among the Phoenix Clan, there are those who use feathers as weapons, but Wu Muge couldn't bear to part with them; these feathers were simply her most precious treasures.

How could I bear to use it to hurt someone?

“Demon Lord, you really can’t do this,” Li Muge deliberately poured the soup onto her hand. “Oh dear, Demon Lord, look at my brain, how could I be so careless?”

"It's alright, Demon Lord. I know you're a germaphobe. I'll go wash myself." Li Muge was about to find an excuse to leave when Yun Qi suddenly grabbed Li Muge's wrist.

"No need, I'm just washing my hands for you." Yun Qi's narrow eyes seemed to be filled with an unyielding tenderness.

"Really, it's not necessary." Li Muge felt fear. She had to admit that in her past life, she and Yun Qi, that madwoman, had fought to the death.

Actually...

Yun Qi was ultimately the better choice.

Tens of thousands of years of imprisonment successfully instilled in Li Muge a kind of spiritual fear of Yun Qi.

wrong.

That's not how it should be described.

It's probably a shadow.

Li Muge tried to run away, but Yun Qi grabbed her wrist. It seemed like he wasn't using much force, but Li Muge couldn't break free no matter what she did.

Yun Qi casually waved his sleeve.

A basin of warm water and a towel suddenly appeared on the table.

The service was exceptionally attentive.

Yun Qi placed Li Muge's hands into a basin of warm water. With focused eyes, Yun Qi took a towel and carefully wiped the oil stains off her hands.

"Demon Lord, aren't you a germaphobe?"

Li Muge really couldn't understand why Yun Qi, with his obsessive-compulsive personality, would help him wash his hands.

The sun didn't rise in the west either.

"Yun Qi." Li Muge's eyes were wary. Could it be that Yun Qi had been possessed, or that the Yun Qi in front of her was not the real person? No, she had to try.

"What's wrong?" Yun Qi looked up.

His own performance in the storybook was practically a perfect image.

Yun Qi firmly believes that if Xu Xian could win the favor of the White Snake back then, he can naturally win Li Muge's heart by the same logic.

"Demon Lord, you are my husband, so no matter what I do, you won't be angry, right?" Li Muge wiped her hands dry with a spell, raised her hand to support her chin, and said with a smile.

"Of course." Yun Qi maintained her gentleness and affection.

"Okay, that's good." Li Muge picked up the plate and smothered it on Yun Qi's face.

Li Muge curled her lips. Little brat, trying to act all innocent with her older sister. Now that things have come to this, she'll see how this pretty boy can keep up the act.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold.

His once ethereal face was now stained with vegetable soup, making him look quite disheveled.

Yun Qi clenched his fists, but the talisman he had placed on him restricted him to be good to Li Muge and to be a good husband.

"I'm so sorry, my husband, I was just joking with you. You won't be angry, will you?" Li Muge said in a high-pitched voice, her coquettish words still unfinished.

Yun Qi pressed the back of his head into the soup.

And it was egg drop soup.

Unforgivable.

Li Muge felt certain that she would never want to drink egg drop soup again.

"Demon Lord, what are you doing?" Li Muge's anger reached its peak, and he raised his hand to hold the Phoenix Cry Sword against Yun Qi's neck.

Yun Qi smiled enigmatically: "Wife, didn't you say it was just a joke?"

Half serious, half innocent.

It makes it seem like Li Muge is the villain.

"Fine, you're something else, Yun Qi. It was just a joke, wasn't it?" Li Muge said expressionlessly, raising her hand to wipe the oil stains off her face with a handkerchief.

Just as she was enduring,

The eagle that had been used to monitor You Zhengqing suddenly sent a message.

You Zhengqing actually killed the Fifth Prince.

Upon receiving this news, Li Muge almost doubted that he had misheard, based on what he had learned about You Zhengqing from the files provided by the land agency.

This man is extremely cunning.

The methods used were ruthless.

Killing the Fifth Prince would mean becoming a death row inmate, or, if you're capable, fleeing to the ends of the earth.

Li Muge suddenly felt that an opportunity had come.

Her third brother has disappeared, and she no longer has the patience to stay in the human world to search for the first thread of love.

She didn't care what people in the Three Realms thought of her.

Anyway.

Her reputation couldn't be worse.

But that doesn't mean someone can pin the blame on her.

-----

After killing the Fifth Prince, You Zhengqing immediately fled with Yan Yue.

The scar on his face had disappeared, and there was no indication that he had ever been injured.

"Yan Yue, let's go. I will never let you go, no matter where you are. You can't go anywhere without me." You Zhengqing held Fu Shanyue's icy cold hand.

After the Fifth Prince realized how important Yan Yue was to him...

He insisted that Yan Yue go back with him.

Yan Yue was unwilling.

With tears welling up in his eyes, every single tear lingered in You Zhengqing's heart.

When the Fifth Prince saw that Yan Yue, a prostitute, dared to refuse him, his face immediately darkened, and his voice was filled with disgust.

"Yan Yue, you shameless bitch, a worthless slut whose lips have been tasted by thousands, what is there to be unwilling about?" After saying that, the Fifth Prince provoked You Zhengqing again, courting death.

The Fifth Prince felt that You Zhengqing's achievements were all thanks to him.

You Zhengqing is nothing more than a dog that bites under his command.

But unexpectedly, this wagging-tailed dog dared to defy its master because of a courtesan.

This was naturally unbearable for the arrogant and unruly Fifth Prince.

When You Zhengqing heard the Fifth Prince insult Yan Yue, his anger was beyond reason and could not be suppressed.

He took the sword hanging on the wall and killed the Fifth Prince.

Fu Shanyue huddled in the corner. Her original plan was indeed to instigate a power struggle between You Zhengqing and the Fifth Prince.

But she never expected that You Zhengqing would kill the Fifth Prince for her sake.

"Don't be afraid." You Zhengqing hugged Fu Shanyue: "Yanyue, I won't let anything happen to you. We can go to the grasslands. I've made some arrangements there over the years. You'll have enough to eat and wear there..."

The carriage continued its brisk journey through the woods.

Before You Zhengqing could finish speaking, a sharp pain shot through his chest.

Yan Yue held the dagger she had prepared beforehand and plunged it into You Zhengqing's heart.

And I'm afraid something unexpected might happen.

She also coated the dagger with the poison of the poisonous plant *Gelsemium elegans*.

"Why, why?" You Zhengqing's lips were black, and black blood kept gushing from his mouth.

Yan Yue suppressed the tenderness in her eyes.

"You Zhengqing, you killed more than thirty members of my Fu family back then. This ending is too good for you." Yan Yue released the dagger.

He swiftly lifted the carriage curtain and jumped down.

You Zhengqing's men realized what was happening and quickly stopped the carriage.

Run to check on You Zhengqing's condition.

You Zhengqing's upper body was almost entirely covered in blood, and he was already lifeless.