"Chen Xun, tie him up."
"yes."
Before An Ning could protest, Chen Xun bound her with thick hemp rope. Passing through the front yard, they saw several women's corpses lying on the ground. Upon closer inspection, An Ning was horrified: 'It's Mudan, Shuixian, and the others.'
Watching the girl who had been flirting with him just moments before now lying coldly on the ground, An Ning's heart still trembled uncontrollably, no matter how well she pretended.
Thinking about it carefully, it's highly likely that Mu Ange took advantage of the chaos to kill these girls and then framed the assassins. Thinking of this, a terrible idea popped into An Ning's mind: Could these assassins also be arranged by someone surnamed Mu?
Just as she was lost in thought, she was suddenly pushed from behind and fell to the ground.
"You have one last chance to live." Mu Ange sat upright in the main hall, looking coldly at An Ning, and said in a deep voice.
In the palace, Mu Ange was meek and delicate, but at this moment, she was calm, composed, and decisive.
An Ning curled up into a ball and secretly glanced at him: Mu, your image has been ruined in my eyes!
Looking at An Ning on the ground, Sister Yun felt a pang of pity and whispered in his ear, "An Ge, he's not a bad person."
Mu Ange turned to look at her and patiently explained, "Auntie, he set fire to the mansion after only one day of his arrival. It's clear that he has ulterior motives. And at this very moment, there are assassins lying in ambush. I would never believe that he is not with those assassins."
An Ning gritted her teeth and thought to herself: Then I'll just beat you to death.
“Your Highness, I am not with them. First of all, the moment they saw me, they tried to kill me without giving me a chance to explain. Secondly, Sister Yun was there at the time, and all of this can testify to my point. Finally... I set the fire to save Sister Yun. I thought she was your... concubine~” An Ning’s voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.
Meng Yun nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Xiao Ningzi meant well. Besides, the assassin didn't say anything before trying to kill Xiao Ningzi. If they were really a group, why would they kill their own people?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Ange showed little expression, only continuing to coldly observe An Ning: "I've used this self-inflicted injury tactic to death. Ha, you can fool your aunt, but you can never fool me."
An Ning looked up with a resentful look in her eyes: Has this guy been kicked in the head by a donkey, or does he have paranoia? How can he not understand such a clear truth?
"Then tell me, how can I make you believe me?"
Mu Ange tilted his head slightly and looked at the several corpses outside the courtyard. A look of grief appeared in his eyes: "My little beauties are all dead. My heart is aching, aching like it's being pricked by needles."
An Ning rolled her eyes: What are you pretending for? What needle could pierce your heart of copper and iron?
Although she thought that way, An Ning simply didn't have the strength to contend with Mu An Ge.
"Or, I can find you a few more?" Although I don't know why Mu Ange needs so many pretty girls, since he wants them so much, I'll just find him a few more.
Mu Ange's gaze returned to An Ning: "I want twenty."
An Ning's lips twitched slightly: Heh, young and impetuous, huh?
"Okay, twenty it is."
Hearing this, Meng Yun felt a little relieved. She leaned over to look at An Ning and smiled knowingly.
Looking at Sister Yun's smile, An Ning felt the dark clouds in her heart quietly dissipate. Her gentle and refined temperament was inexplicably comforting. She really liked this kind and fairy-like sister.
"An Ge, it's getting late, you should rest too."
Although the words were directed at Mu Ange, Yun Jie's gaze never left An Ning.
She remembered that Xiao Ningzi was injured, so she kept a bottle of medicine in her sleeve. Now that she had sent An Ge away, she could give the medicine to Xiao Ningzi.
"Auntie, you go and rest first, I'm going to sleep now."
Seeing that Mu Ange wouldn't leave, Meng Yun had no choice but to bow slightly as he passed by An Ning and toss a small jade bottle into her hand.
An Ning smiled faintly and said silently, "Thank you, sister."
The two's actions naturally did not escape Mu Ange's eyes. However, he did not expect that in just half a day, his aunt and this eunuch would have such a good relationship. It seems that the eunuch's methods of winning people's hearts are really superb.
Thinking of this, he slowly stood up, lifted his loose outer robe to the side, lowered his eyes, and walked step by step toward An Ning.
The main hall, still filled with the strong smell of burning after the fire, was shrouded in a hazy mist as the smoke swayed in the wind.
An Ning looked up at him. He was a handsome young man, clever as a god. His languidness complemented his unparalleled good looks hidden deep within. He was unruly, playful, or perhaps he had buried all his scheming in his eyes but only smiled faintly when he lowered his eyes.
An Ning felt that of all his bodies, only his face was exceptionally handsome; his heart, however, was utterly wicked.
Even though he was a dissolute playboy, many women still fell in love with him at first sight.
The golden silk hem of the robe stopped swaying in front of An Ning, and a large hand emerged from the sleeve of the robe embroidered with golden pythons, reaching back accurately to grasp the jade bottle in An Ning's hand.
Cool fingertips brushed across An Ning's palm, startling her so much that she trembled and her pupils dilated as she stared at him intently.
Mu Ange lowered his eyes and carefully observed An Ning's expression. After a long while, he said slowly, "Does it hurt?" As he spoke, he gently ran his fingertips across the scalded area on An Ning's palm.
It was just an unpolished question, his voice deep and resonant, the last syllable tinged with a soft sigh, yet it captivated An Ning.
She hadn't understood why so many girls liked him before, but now she realized that his flirting skills were truly exceptional.
"No...it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
Suddenly, Mu Ange pressed hard on her wound, causing tears to well up in her eyes from the pain.
'Pervert, pervert, perverted bastard!' An Ning gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly.
"After taking the medicine, the pain will stop."
Suddenly, Mu Ange reached out and pinched An Ning's chin, forcing her to open her mouth. Then, he threw a black pill into her mouth. The next second, he slapped An Ning's chin with his palm, and she was forced to swallow the pill.
"What did you feed me?" An Ning struggled to break free from his grasp and roared at him.
Mu Ange stood up and looked down at her with a cold expression as if she were looking at a corpse: "This is called Golden Cicada Gu. When it takes effect, it causes severe chest and abdominal pain until it bleeds from all seven orifices and the person dies."
For a moment, An Ning froze on the spot.
She looked up slowly at the man in front of her, who resembled a demon, and felt a chill run through her body: He was a demon who would devour people without spitting out the bones!
After saying that, An Ning suddenly stood up and rammed her head into Chen Xun's sword: Anyway, she had already transmigrated here, so maybe dying would allow her to go back. She didn't want to stay in this wretched place any longer and be tortured by this perverted dog of a man.
Mu Ange saw An Ning's sudden suicide attempt as nothing more than a joke. He watched everything with a cold eye, showing no sign of anything amiss. Fortunately, Chen Xun was highly skilled in martial arts and easily dodged the attack.
An Ning couldn't stop herself and bumped her head on the ground, immediately getting a red and swollen bump on her forehead.
"The antidote is in my hands. As long as you behave, nothing will happen to you."
Mu Ange coldly watched her desperate struggle, then casually tossed the jade bottle in her hand to the ground. The bottle rolled to An Ning's feet with a gurgling sound: "Take the thing and get out of here."
After speaking, he looked at Chen Xun:
"Clean the yard."
"yes."
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