After a long silence, Yu Qianqian suddenly smiled. She shifted her gaze to Mu Beichen's face, deliberately drawing out her words and speaking slowly and deliberately.
"Mu Beichen, you know that the only reason I was willing to marry you was to avenge my father. From beginning to end, our relationship was nothing more than mutual exploitation. Now, I no longer need you. If you have any self-awareness, then leave on your own."
Her words had barely faded when the echoing sound still lingered in his ears. Each word struck Mu Beichen's heart like a thunderbolt. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
He stared at her blankly, his handsome face gradually losing its color.
Seeing that the situation between the two sides was getting more and more tense, and it seemed that they might kill each other at any moment, even Mu Zixuan was frightened. He composed himself, put his face on Mu Beichen's shoulder, and hurriedly advised, "Second brother, since she has made up her mind, you should not force her anymore."
Seeing that Mu Beichen showed no sign of leaving, he added mysteriously, "After all, in this kind of situation, if we act recklessly, it will make it easier for Mu Feiyu to find something to use against us..."
Before Mu Zixuan could finish speaking, Mu Beichen suddenly turned around and left resolutely. A moment later, Mu Zixuan also hurriedly left with his soldiers.
At this moment, the atmosphere at the scene had completely quieted down. Yu Qianqian stood still until everyone disappeared from sight in the distance. She smiled and looked at the dagger that had been left on the ground. Just as she was about to bend down to pick it up, the dagger was unexpectedly kicked away by Mu Feiyu.
"You want to die?" He glared fiercely at Yu Qianqian, his eyes flashing with malice, and said through gritted teeth, "Yu Qianqian, you damned woman, how dare you ruin my plans! Today I'll let you taste what it means to wish you were dead!" Mu Feiyu grabbed Yu Qianqian's shoulder bone with his backhand, and with an extremely irritable flick of his wrist, he threw her heavily to the ground.
When she was thrown like that, Yu Qianqian felt a sharp pain as if her bones were breaking, and she was so in pain that she couldn't move her limbs at all.
Immediately afterward, before she could even stand up, Mu Feiyu signaled to her subordinates to bind her tightly and restrain her.
When Yu Qianqian regained consciousness, she found herself locked in a secret room. Her vision was completely dark, and she could vaguely see guards standing three feet away, staring at her without moving.
She was leaning against the wall, her limbs bound by heavy iron chains. Even the slightest movement would cause the chains to clang, rendering her completely immobile.
"Bang..." The heavy door of the secret room was suddenly pushed open with great force. Yu Qianqian looked over at the sound and saw Mu Feiyu's figure clearly in the faint light shining through the doorway.
As early as the end of the wedding, Mu Feiyu had already changed out of his wedding clothes. Clearly, he didn't want to be the groom at all.
Faint beams of light occasionally pierced the secret room through the half-open door. Mu Feiyu's face was filled with strange expressions, and he looked even more sinister and eerie in the flickering light. His silver hair was casually draped over his shoulders, contrasting sharply with his purple robe. He exuded an aura of menace.
Yu Qianqian slowly raised her head, glanced at the other person casually, and her heart was completely calm.
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