"My lord, don't forget why we're here. Do you really want to die?"
Lady Su secretly tugged at the hem of the Marquis of Zhenyuan's robe.
Marquis Zhenyuan suddenly realized that he had almost been led astray by that brat Li Muge.
“Li Muge, I am your father. Do you think that cultivating immortality is more important to you, and that I, your father, am worthless?”
"Dad, what are you saying? In my heart, you're worth no more than three coins. After all, you did a little bit of work to give birth to me."
Li Muge lazily raised her eyes, her voice sarcastic.
Even the usually well-behaved disciples of Ziyang Palace couldn't help but suppress their laughter.
"Li Muge, you're still a young lady. How can you say such things? Do you have any shame?"
Marquis Zhenyuan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged.
Li Muge, on the contrary, didn't care: "Father, what's wrong with telling the truth? Whether you live or die, if you don't, I'll go back."
“Or you can go home and die.” Li Muge assured him, “Father, although you’re not very bright, I, as your daughter, will never abandon you.”
"I will definitely make the best coffin for you and Aunt Su, and the burial place will definitely be the one with the best feng shui, so that you and Aunt Su can rest in peace for a hundred years."
"You wretched child."
Marquis Zhenyuan clutched his chest in anger, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.
"My lord, how are you?" Madam Su supported the Marquis of Zhenyuan, looking at Li Muge with disappointment.
“Mu Ge, I know you’ve always been unhappy about me marrying the Marquis, but your mother passed away first before I got married.”
The Marquis of Zhenyuan's face was truly grim.
The elders of Ziyang Palace were afraid that something might really go wrong, and wanted to go forward to check on it, but were stopped by Li Muge.
"Elder, please don't go. My father has an old ailment. If you let him hold on for a while, he'll kick the bucket and pass away soon."
“We cultivators only want to benefit all living beings. My father was tired of living anyway, so it would be better for him to die.”
"Li Muge." Madam Su gritted her teeth; this time, she had truly reached her limit.
"Aunt Su, why are you so angry? Quick, pick up that knife and go to the afterlife with my father."
Yun Qi watched this scene quietly from a distance. He couldn't tell that this silly woman wasn't as weak as she seemed.
Li Qingyi was holding a silver needle and was pricking... well, a straw doll.
"Regent, I didn't expect you to marry such an interesting person."
"Hmm, it's quite interesting. I originally thought it was a silly little white rabbit, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf cub that hadn't shown its claws yet."
Yun Qi turned and left.
"Hey, Regent, where are you going?" Wu Qingyi shouted, still busy making scarecrows.
The scarecrow has a white paper strip tied to it with the three characters "Shao Junhao" written on it.
That icy guy dared to offend him; he'd be lucky if he didn't stab him to death.
"Of course I'm going to eat at my father-in-law's banquet." Yun Qi shook his folding fan without turning his head.
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Even the Marquis of Zhenyuan was so angry that those present couldn't help but try to mediate.
“Girl, look how angry your father is. Why don’t you soften your stance and this matter will be over?”
Li Muge rested her chin on her hand and said, "What do you know? I'm just fulfilling my father's wish. Anyway, he's almost fifty and has lived a full life."
"And did you eat too much, or do you live by the sea and it's salty?"
The man awkwardly shut his mouth.
Seeing that someone was speaking up for them, Su was preparing to suppress Li Muge from the perspectives of family ties and morality.
After all, no matter what, the Marquis is still this wretched woman's father.
Of all virtues, filial piety is the most important.
At that point, even a single spit from each person would be enough to drown Li Muge.
Su is preparing to showcase her acting skills.
Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside the inn.
The regent ordered men to carry a coffin painted red into the inn.
Marquis Zhenyuan: "..."
Su Shi: "..."
The inn was eerily silent.
No one dared to speak first.
Yun Qi tapped the coffin with his folding fan, his eyes wide with surprise, and blurted out, "Father-in-law, you're not dead yet?"
Marquis Zhenyuan was stunned, and after a long while, he stammered, "No, no."
"I see!" The Regent frowned. "Father-in-law, when will you die?"
Marquis Zhenyuan's lips twitched. Could he say that he never wanted to die?
Su clutched her handkerchief tightly. Why was the Regent here? He was the kind of person who would kill people to cheer people up if he was unhappy.
At this moment, Lady Su desperately hoped that she could be forgotten by the Regent.
But fate did not grant her her wish.
The regent also did not forget her.
He pondered for a moment and said, "Aunt Su, don't worry, although this is a single coffin, it's more than enough for Marquis Zhenyuan and you to lie in."
"If there's anything inappropriate, just cut it off and put it in the coffin."
Yun Qi spoke casually.
The four words "大地" (dà dì) appeared in Su's mind.
Murder and dismemberment.
She was so frightened that her legs went weak and she fell to the ground. She didn't want to die with Li Yuan. What would happen to Wanqing if she died?
The Marquis of Zhenyuan and his wife turned pale with fright.
The regent, however, grew impatient: "If you're going to die, then die quickly, father-in-law. I've even thought of a burial plot for you, so don't waste everyone's time."
Marquis Zhenyuan stood up tremblingly: "Regent, I was just joking. Don't take it seriously."
Yun Qi was not buying it: "Father-in-law, I heard you were looking for death, so I even bought a coffin. Now you and the Su family are not going to die."
"Wouldn't that trample on my filial piety?"
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