"I am here to rob you of your love!" On their first meeting, he saved her, but then domineeringly pulled her into his arms.
In her past life, she repaid the wrong kindness and loved t...
The Holy Gate.
Located atop the mountain, dotted with stars and shrouded in thick fog, it resembles a fairyland.
Mo Bilian had just come out of the bath, wearing a thin white dress, her black hair loose and slightly damp.
She was like a lotus emerging from the water, very elegant.
"Miss, the City Lord's Mansion has sent you a birthday gift," the maid Fuchun said as she entered.
Mo Bilian sat in front of the dressing table, applying whitening cream to her face.
She smiled and said, "My birthday is still a while away, but my dear third sister is already sending me a gift."
Fu Chun said, "It's a big box, and it's sealed with spiritual power. It's probably a treasure."
Mo Bilian paused, her elegant face beaming with even greater joy. "Third sister is so good to me. Since childhood, if there are any treasures, she always gives them to me first. Eldest sister has never had any."
She stood up and said, "Go and call my fellow disciples. We should all enjoy this treasure together. Just tell them I received a small gift and would like to share it with them."
Fu Chun accepted the order and left.
When there were more people in the courtyard, they looked at that big box with envy and curiosity.
Mo Bilian then emerged from the room with a leisurely air, looking at them apologetically, "Sorry, I just finished my cultivation, so I came out late."
Although the people who came were somewhat unhappy, they all smiled and complimented their senior sister on how hard she worked.
Mo Bilian didn't waste any words and was very generous, "Fuchun, open the box and distribute some small gifts to the fellow disciples."
As Fu Chun unsealed the spiritual energy on the box, she said, "This is a birthday gift from our city lord to Miss. It's sealed with spiritual energy, so it must be a treasure. Miss has treated everyone very well, so she's sharing this treasure with you all."
Mo Bilian was slightly angry. "Fu Chun."
Upon hearing that it was a treasure, everyone flattered Mo Bilian even more, their eyes practically glued to the box with anticipation.
Mo Bilian was very pleased, and her smile grew even wider.
With a click, the box opened.
"ah!"
The entire box was filled with bloody human heads, each with its eyes wide open, dying with their eyes still open.
The crowd screamed in fright, followed by mocking laughter.
Treasure turned into a human head, who wouldn't laugh?
Mo Bilian's smile vanished without a trace. She felt no pallor; in fact, her face felt burning hot.
She wanted to distribute gifts to her fellow students, but when she opened the box, it was full of human heads.
Mo Yunzhao is slapping her in the face!
She steadied herself and asked, "Fuchun, who sent this?"
Fu Chun looked at the familiar faces in the box, his face turning ashen. "It's the city lord."
The box contained the remains of servants whose names all began with the character "Fu," and they were all Mo Yunzhao's men.
More accurately, they are the ones who betrayed Mo Yunzhao.
And her name is Fu Chun.
Mo Bilian instructed, "Fuchun, prepare some small gifts for the fellow disciples to calm their nerves."
Then, she looked up at everyone and said, "I hope my sisters will not spread what happened tonight, as it will damage my third sister's reputation."
After exchanging gifts, the guests were seen off in the courtyard.
Mo Bilian said to Fu Chun in a deep voice, "What's going on? Eldest sister, why don't you keep an eye on Third Sister? How many times has this happened? There's a limit to how spoiled she can be. If the manor changes its servants again without reason, who will dare to come in and serve her?"
Fu Chun was in a dilemma: "The young lady has always doted on the city lord and only knows how to help the wicked. How can she discipline the city lord? Moreover, who knew that the city lord used to only abuse the servants, but now he is so cruel and bloodthirsty that he cuts off people's heads for fun."
Mo Bilian angrily rebuked, "Shut up! Third Sister is just a bit willful and capricious. Don't use words like 'cruel and bloodthirsty' anymore, or you'll ruin her reputation."