Shen Wuxin paused. The First Madam? The Fourth Madam? Xue Yumei? Shang Yulan?
Three women make a drama.
Shen Wuxin turned his palm and blasted it out the window.
"boom!"
"Bang!"
"ah--"
A scream pierced the air as the Fourth Madam, Shang Yulan, crashed to the ground. She spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted instantly.
Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched slightly. With a wave of her hand, she took the two children into the interstellar farm, turned into a blur, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.
"Cough cough... Husband, could it be that Fourth Sister is..." dead? Xue Yumei's eyes flickered slightly, and she lowered her eyes, not daring to meet Shen Wuxin's gaze.
"Master, the young mistress is missing." Liang Feng's voice rang out from behind.
Shen Wuxin was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
Liang Feng replied stiffly, "The literal meaning."
"What? That little slut got away?" Xue Yumei's face changed drastically. "Husband, you must catch that little slut."
"Get lost!" Shen Wuxin felt a surge of frustration at the thought of this useless and troublesome person and stormed off.
Xue Yumei's lips curled into a pleased smile as she glanced down at Shang Yulan. "Alright, everyone's gone. What are you pretending for?"
"Cough cough... Big sister, what's wrong with me?" Shang Yulan slowly opened her eyes, looking completely bewildered.
Xue Yumei curled her lips into a smile, then led a group of maids and servants away, leaving behind only a pile of dust.
Shang Yulan coughed, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes. The image of Mo Qingcheng's stunningly beautiful face appeared in her mind. She twisted her sleeves tightly, filled with hatred.
Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story. Meanwhile, Mo Qingcheng took the opportunity to slip into the forbidden area of the palace, where strands of black silk threads began to entwine around her.
Mo Qingcheng was prepared; the black threads could not get close to her, seemingly isolated by a transparent barrier, and could only fly around aimlessly.
The journey was smooth and unobstructed. Upon entering the main hall, I looked around and found it completely empty.
this……
Mo Qingcheng stood still, releasing a wisp of spiritual energy to sense the unusual atmosphere in the hall, trying to see if there was any formation.
Unfortunately, I didn't feel anything.
Just as he was about to withdraw his spiritual power, suddenly, an unfamiliar force swept over him.
Mo Qingcheng hurriedly dodged, only to find herself unable to move. A thought flashed through her mind: Could it be...?
"Bang!"
"puff!"
Mo Qingcheng was struck by a tremendous force, lost her balance, fell to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Boom!"
Mist rose within the main hall. Mo Qingcheng's eyes were tightly closed, her body was imprisoned, and a wisp of her soul drifted out of her body.
"Qingqing, you've finally arrived..." A phantom floated in mid-air, a woman in purple, noble and cold.
"Mother?" Mo Qingcheng's spirit looked at the woman in purple, her expression complicated.
"Qingqing, go back, don't come looking for your mother and father..." The figure of the woman in purple grew thinner and thinner, her lips moving as if she were giving instructions.
Mo Qingcheng tried to approach, but found herself unable to move; the purple-clad woman's consciousness dissipated within the hall.
"No!"
"Mother!"
"puff!"
The soul slowly drifted into her body, and Mo Qingcheng spat out a mouthful of blood, falling into a coma.
"Mother!"
"Mother!"
Inside the interstellar farm, Mu Wanqing and Bai Zimo watched everything happening outside through the water curtain, their hearts breaking.
The siblings exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness.
"Third Sister, I'm going to find Brother Jun!" Bai Ziming took off running, shouting as she went, "Brother Jun, something's happened to Mother! Something's happened to Mother!"
After calling out for a long time without seeing Farmer, Bai Ziming cried out in desperation, "Brother Jun, help me!"
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