"Tell me... should I call you Feng Jin now, or Yu Qianqian?" Mu Feiyu approached her unhurriedly, smiling meaningfully. "But neither of these names sounds very good. How about... I bestow upon you the title of Regent's Consort?"
Looking back at his eerie smile, Yu Qianqian gave him a cold glare, her eyes filled with a desire to devour him alive. Her tone was neither too loud nor too soft, but it reached his ears with crystal clarity.
"Now that I, Yu Qianqian, am in your hands, I have no choice but to accept my fate. Kill me if you want, but stop with the sarcastic remarks!"
Yu Qianqian gritted her teeth and endured the pain, slowly standing up from the ground. She looked at Mu Feiyu, but Mu Feiyu gradually turned her gaze elsewhere, a sneer creeping onto her lips.
"Look at you, you really are just like Mu Beichen, with your stubborn and unpleasant temper. No wonder he only took a liking to you. But fate is a mysterious thing. If two ill-fated people become husband and wife, even if they use all their scheming, they will still end up with nothing but empty joy. So, you and him are destined to be strangers, separated by the ends of the earth."
Yu Qianqian followed up on his words and smiled casually, "Mu Feiyu, are you so idle that you've started to pry into other people's private lives?" She endured the waves of pain surging through her body, turned around, and left Mu Feiyu behind her.
He gazed at Yu Qianqian's slender, upright back, his expression gradually turning serious. He solemnly said, "Yu Qianqian, I've always thought you were a smart person. Rather than following Mu Beichen and compromising yourself, why not make a deal with me? You eliminate him, help me seize the throne, and one day, I will promise you the supreme status of an emperor, the empress of the world..."
Yu Qianqian suddenly turned around abruptly, interrupting Mu Feiyu's incessant chatter. Her face was filled with anger as she drew out her words, "Mu Feiyu! Stop daydreaming! I'd rather die right now than associate with someone like you!"
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt herself being suddenly lifted into the air. When she looked closely, she saw that the other person had appeared in front of her at some point, one hand gripping her neck, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "Hmph! You ungrateful wretch! You really think... I wouldn't dare to kill you?"
Yu Qianqian and Mu Feiyu's eyes met instantly, as if a sharp, cold glint flashed between them. Both of them were holding back their anger and were unwilling to give up.
Mu Feiyu's expression shifted unpredictably, but a strange look gradually appeared in her eyes, much like the turbulent undercurrents.
With a swift release, Mu Beichen tossed Yu Qianqian to the ground and strolled over, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Oh, right, I have some good news I almost forgot to tell you. Not long ago, Hua Mancheng died in this mansion. Later, his body was thrown into the wilderness to be fed to wolves, and to this day, his remains have not been found!"
At this moment, Yu Qianqian's eyes and heart were filled with Hua Mancheng's image, Hua Mancheng's face, and Hua Mancheng's voice. At this moment, she seemed to be unable to hear any sound. She just stood there in a daze, motionless for a long, long time.
"Do you know how horribly he died?" Mu Feiyu brought her face close to Yu Qianqian and burst into wild laughter, her laughter filled with savagery and violence: "After he died, he was torn to pieces by the wolves I raised, until not a single piece of flesh or blood was left."
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