Chapter 7 A Rush of Passion

The last stroke of the character "承" was drawn out very long, suggesting that it was stimulated before it was finished.

Mu Xi instantly lost her composure.

On the other side, the physician and the chief steward Pei Dong led their men out.

Jin Fangjun and Mu Zhen insisted on staying at the same hotel.

Due to a battlefield injury he sustained in his early years, he was wounded in the leg. Although he could walk with difficulty, he was unable to move around properly. In recent years, he has spent most of his time in a wheelchair and can only move around with the help of others.

With Mu Xun's help, he got up and slowly moved to the desk.

With great effort, she managed to sit up, and without even glancing at Mu Xi, she eagerly asked, "How did you wake up? The medicine didn't work?"

"Hehe, why can't I wake up?" The memories of her two past lives flashed before her eyes, and Mu Xi couldn't control the turmoil in her heart. "Your Excellency seems to be out of danger. Don't you want to ask me if drinking that 'fake death potion' has caused any harm to my body? What happened to me after I woke up? Was I in danger? How did you feel when you encountered Gao Quan and were molested?"

Mu Zhen sighed, head bowed, seemingly not having heard Mu Xi's words at all. He only said, "Sigh, even if the medicine didn't work, you shouldn't have shown yourself so openly, causing such a commotion throughout the entire household. You should have continued pretending and found another opportunity..."

"Indeed, it has ruined Your Majesty's grand plan..." Mu Xi's heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and she couldn't listen to anything more. "Heh, I'm not completely dead, so it's still my fault? Your Majesty is busy writing a memorial to the King to appoint someone else, and now it's probably all in vain. So, in order to make sure the memorial isn't written in vain, should I go and die again?"

Mu Zhenyi stared at the silk memorial before him, seemingly oblivious to Mu Xi's anger: "It's too late. I'm afraid that by dawn tomorrow, the entire city of Moyang will know. Even if we can still explain away this matter of being brought back from the dead, your future status..."

“It’s not too late for me…” Mu Xi said, grabbing the silk cloth.

"You... what's wrong with you?" Mu Zhen was startled to realize something was wrong and only then did she manage to look up at her daughter for the second time.

Hiss—

Mu Xi ripped the silk in half: "Identity, identity, identity? What should my identity be?"

Mu Zhen simply didn't understand: "You...you are actually a woman. You know that if you keep it a secret forever, it will eventually come out..."

"A woman?" Mu Xi trembled with anger. "I was born a woman. Did I ask to pretend to be a man back then?"

Mu Zhen was taken aback, his unfathomable gaze revealing confusion, surprise, and even more so, bewilderment...

Unfortunately, no matter what state he was in, Mu Xi couldn't detect the slightest bit of guilt or concern.

This is an even worse father than she ever had in her previous life.

A cold wind howled in Mu Xi's heart, and she felt even more indignant for the original owner of the body: "It is true that I am a girl, but my mother is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Yong, and was granted the title of Princess Yunying. My father is the King's younger brother and has the title of Duke Jinfangjun. Even if I wasn't a princess at birth, I should have been granted the title of princess. Why did I have to secretly dress up as a boy, bear the crime of deceiving the king, and dare not see people openly, just to be this heir? What do I need this position of heir for?"

No one knows how stifled the original owner of this identity lived in her short life of less than twenty years.

What should have been a vibrant and beautiful life turned into a nightmare when she was forced to dress as a man, living in constant fear and trembling. In the end, she was secretly murdered by a "fake death drug" and her life was taken away without a trace.

Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.

“Ahem… This was a last resort back then, I’ve already told you.” Mu Zhen’s eyes flashed, avoiding his gaze, but his tone hardened again in a flash, “This… this is also your fate… It’s not just you who made the sacrifice, we… you… your deceased mother, your uncle… everyone paid the price…”

Driven by passion, Mu Xi showed no mercy: "Without 'us,' the sacrifices will always be for others, while the benefits will always be for ourselves."

"Cough cough..." Mu Zhen was speechless after being rebuked and started coughing violently.

"What's wrong with my brother? Father has been working so hard for us these past few days." Mu Xun stopped Mu Xi from continuing, and quickly patted Mu Zhen's back, trying to comfort him. "Father, please don't get agitated. My brother just woke up; he must have been quite frightened."

Mu Xi launched into her tirade, and naturally she wouldn't let Mu Xun off the hook either: "Toiling away? Toiling away is toiling away, but whose business is it toiling away? It's your business toiling away. Don't forget, from beginning to end, the only one who risked everything and put their life on the line was me."

That's why they say a cheap younger brother is a cheap younger brother.

Mu Zhen had painstakingly cultivated his power over the years, making arrangements both openly and secretly.

The original owner took a huge risk by drinking the "fake death drug".

But Mu Xun is the only one who will become the biggest beneficiary without having to do anything.

"How can you talk like that?" Mu Zhen was already out of breath, yet she still had to defend her precious son. "All of this is for Xun'er, but it's also for you. Cough cough... Never mind, since the medicine didn't work, we'll just have to find another opportunity. For the next few days, don't show your face. We'll talk about everything after we've calmed things down."

"Show yourself? Haven't I been hiding and hiding from the public all along?" Seeing this "father and son being kind and filial," Mu Xi's anger flared even more. She threw the torn silk in her hand onto the desk. "You father and son have a good plan. Why use me as a 'stepping stone'? From this moment on, I will no longer hide and hide in the light. I will live an upright life."

According to the original owner's memories, Mu Xun had always been obedient to both Jin Fangjun Mu Zhen and the Crown Prince Mu Xi, probably because the Crown Prince and Jin Fangjun had no conflicts in the past.

But things are different now. Mu Xi wants to see what her scumbag father will do after she has a conflict with him, and which side her younger brother will take.

"You... what's wrong with you? You're like a completely different person. Have you been possessed by some evil spirit?" Mu Zhen didn't pay attention to Mu Xi's emotions at all, and only turned to Mu Xun to instruct, "Xi'er seems to be acting strangely. Shouldn't we call a witch doctor or sorcerer to take a look?"

Mu Xun was also filled with worry, but ultimately he was more rational: "Father, we can't do that. The fact that the Crown Prince has come back to life is already terrifying. If we ask a witch doctor to perform a ritual at this time, wouldn't that confirm that the Crown Prince is abnormal? It might attract even more attention, and it would only be more disadvantageous in the end."

“Heh, that’s right… ‘The Prince of Jin Fang’s resurrection’ is indeed astonishing.” Mu Xi smiled, her heart bleeding, but she made up her mind. “From this moment on, I will not only make it ‘astonishing,’ but I will also let everyone know that there is a true prince in the Jin Fang family, a prince who can show his face in public without fear of being seen by others. From now on, I will no longer be submissive and let you manipulate me.”