"Yu Qianqian, I'm going to send your child to a brothel, to be a prostitute for life. You and your daughter will never see each other again!"
Just as Feng Yao gripped the dagger again, preparing to stab Yu Qianqian once more, she was caught off guard and suddenly heard another voice behind her: "Stop! I still need her. Get her to the palace for treatment first. Don't let her die."
Upon hearing the sound, she looked over and saw Mu Feiyu walking towards the prison gate. She quickly stepped forward and went to meet her. She cautiously observed the other woman's expression and said in a low voice, "This woman has always committed many evils. If you let her go, it would be like letting a tiger return to the mountains."
After a long silence, Feng Yao felt a pang of panic and couldn't help but steal a glance at Mu Feiyu. How could he possibly let Yu Qianqian go?
She had already figured out that Yu Qianqian had always been a major concern for Mu Feiyu. Compared to her, the other party was far more eager to get rid of Yu Qianqian. When she heard these words with her own ears, she almost doubted that there was something wrong with her ears.
Mu Feiyu went straight to Yu Qianqian, tilted his head and gave her a cold glance, then snorted sharply, "Hmph! This is my own business, it's none of your business to interfere. Just do what I tell you to do."
Upon hearing Mu Feiyu's call, Feng Yao's face immediately darkened. She responded with a "Yes" and hurriedly sent Yu Qianqian to the Regent's Palace as instructed by Mu Feiyu.
As the night deepened, the vast sky was pitch black, and a thin, waning moon peeked through the clouds, making the ground appear even more eerie. Wherever the gentle breeze swept by, a sense of desolation permeated the air.
Standing on a desolate mountain, Hua Mancheng stared ahead at the stone tablet inscribed with the tombstone of Mu Wange. The image of the spirited girl in red kept flashing through his mind, and his eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.
I still remember the first time I saw her. Mu Wange was riding a fast horse and galloping through the streets. Her blood-red clothes fluttered in the wind and swept past everyone's eyes. Every smile and frown of hers was a heroic and dashing sight. There was not a single thing about her that made her look like a woman.
"Who are you? How dare you act so insolently under my very nose!"
"Hmph! I am Princess Yunqi of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. You, a mere commoner, have no right to interfere in my affairs!"
Every time she targeted Yu Qianqian because of me, her arrogant and domineering manner, the way she killed innocent people indiscriminately because of me, yet refused to admit defeat even in death, the way she rushed to protect me without hesitation every time I was in trouble... everything was still vivid in my mind, as if it were yesterday.
After a long while, he stepped forward and gently stroked Mu Wange's tombstone. His hands trembled violently, and he slowly spoke with some sobs: "You're right. All along, it was I, Hua Mancheng, who was ungrateful and rejected your kindness time and time again. Now, I've even caused you to die under the hail of swords..." As he spoke, he couldn't help but recall Mu Wange's gruesome appearance with holes all over her body before she died, and his heart ached unbearably.
He paused slightly, then suddenly said in a passionate tone, "Princess, wait for me... I will rescue the Princess Consort, and then kill Mu Feiyu to avenge you. Hua Mancheng will then follow you to the Yellow Springs without any ulterior motives." His gaze was firm, and each word was resounding, like a solemn oath.
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