In the past, she would have wholeheartedly supported him, but once she learned that her father was her cunning strategist, she changed her mind.
Silently lowering her head and rubbing her knuckles, she took a sip of water.
The current Su Qiluo is different from before. She can't figure out what his attitude will be, or whether he will directly fight with Su Zhou.
"Knock knock—"
Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Su Zhou's voice came from outside, "Doctor, I'm here."
Hearing the noise, the doctor was about to open the door, but Su Qiluo stepped forward first, grasped the door switch, turned it, and opened the door.
The door separating the father and son was pushed open, and Su Qiluo stared coldly at Su Zhou outside the door, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips, "You say you are my father?"
"Qi Luo, listen to me, I..."
Before Su Zhou could finish speaking, Su Qiluo suddenly attacked, punching him in the stomach.
"Su Qiluo!"
Seeing this, Mu Qingyun was about to step forward, but after taking only a few steps, Su Qiluo suddenly turned his head, staring at her with cold, emotionless eyes.
With just one glance, she immediately stopped in her tracks.
She understood the meaning behind Su Qiluo's look. If she helped him, Su Qiluo would be very angry and would do things to vent his anger without considering the consequences.
"What are you dreaming about, thinking you can wipe away all your years of dereliction of duty with a random story?" Su Qiluo sneered, "Your lies can only fool them."
After saying that, Su Qiluo took a few steps back, putting distance between herself and Su Zhou.
Although Su Zhou's stomach was burning with pain from Su Qiluo's punch, his face remained expressionless.
What kind of expression could he possibly have?
Sadness, grief?
It just looks like they're trying to gain sympathy.
sad?
What right does he have to be sad? He's the one who hurt others.
"Get lost, and don't let me see you again." Su Qiluo uttered a harsh threat and turned to leave, but after a few steps, he seemed to remember something and suddenly turned back. "Whoever wants to sacrifice can sacrifice, I won't!"
After saying that, he walked into the villa, pushed it hard, and the door slammed shut with a loud bang.
"You're not allowed to see him!" he threatened her fiercely, then walked straight into his room.
Hellfire inherently fuels the malice in people's hearts, not to mention that Su Qiluo already harbored hatred for Su Zhou, so his actions can be understood.
Having witnessed the entire process, the doctor finally realized something was amiss.
Logically speaking, Qi Luo wouldn't have attacked so directly, much less yelled at Mu Qingyun. But just now, Qi Luo's hatred made him tremble uncontrollably.
"Qingyun, what's wrong with him?" the doctor asked hesitantly, his eyes full of doubt and speculation.
Upon hearing this, she looked up at Su Qiluo's room, thought for a moment, and decided to walk slowly to the Doctor's side, trying to keep her voice down, "Doctor, do you have a solution for Hellfire?"
Hellfire?
The doctor's eyes widened, and his gaze almost instantly shifted to Su Qiluo's room. "Are you serious? But how come he's always been so good at controlling himself?"
As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly realize something, looking at her with shock and a hint of reproach, "It's not because of that thing between you two..."
"It's not because of that." Mu Qingyun frowned and said in a low voice, "I don't have time to explain in detail right now. Just tell me, is there any way to resolve or suppress the Hellfire?"
Upon hearing this, the doctor honestly shook his head, "I don't know."
He was telling the truth and wasn't deliberately trying to avoid the issue. Those who possess Hellfire are already rare, and people with this ability are often stubborn and their malice can devour all kindness.
For so many years, they have dealt with evil Hellfire ability users by capturing and imprisoning them.
No?
She took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Alright, Doctor, you stay here. I'll go find the strategist."
"Huh? But didn't Qi Luo just say..." Before the doctor could finish speaking, Mu Qingyun had already left the room.
Looking at the closed door, the doctor sighed helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the sofa like an old man to sit down.
...
"military adviser."
When Mu Qingyun came out, Su Zhou was still there. He was holding his stomach and taking deep breaths to ease the soreness from Su Qiluo's punch.
Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes, looked at her, and chuckled softly, "You really did come after all."
"Strategist, why did you go to all this trouble to bring me here? You didn't even ask what I thought." Mu Qingyun looked at Su Zhou indifferently.
This face is exactly the same as in my previous life.
Looking at this familiar person, she felt as if she had returned to her past life, where she and the strategist stood under a willow tree, holding only a map, discussing formations and trends.
The two of them were the most compatible partners, having defeated countless enemies on the battlefield and earned numerous military exploits.
They were once the closest of ministers to each other. His impeachments and memorials were always incisive. Even when facing the emperor, he was fearless and dared to speak frankly.
She was heartbroken for a long time when the strategist suddenly disappeared.
"So, does Your Majesty blame me?" Su Zhou looked at the face that was completely different from Mu Qingyun's in his previous life and smiled helplessly.
The Emperor from his previous life was much more handsome. He was able to recognize Mu Qingyun as the Emperor, not only because of the name, but also because of the feeling the Emperor gave off.
Your Majesty possesses an extraordinary aura that does not disappear with changes in appearance; it is a unique quality inherent in a person.
“It’s not my fault, because I like your son and even slept with him.” Mu Qingyun closed her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and couldn’t help but chuckle: “Strictly speaking, you are my father-in-law.”
"Your Majesty flatters me." Su Zhou lowered his head and smiled apologetically. "Is Your Majesty finding yourselves comfortable here?"
"Habit."
She nodded. "I have something I want to ask you."
“Your Majesty, please speak,” Su Zhou said respectfully, his demeanor exactly the same as when the two of them were in the court.
"What was the fate of the original Mu Qingyun in your previous world? Was her death caused by you bringing me here?" Her eyes were filled with coldness; this question was very important to her.
She cherishes this rebirth, but she doesn't want it to come at the cost of taking someone else's life.
"It has nothing to do with His Majesty, nor with me. In my previous life, I happened to see the live broadcast of the first stage of the military academy trial. I discovered that Mu Qingyun died on the third day after she arrived. She was the fastest to die among the contestants. Her death rate broke the historical record, and she even made it to the trending searches for a whole day."
Su Zhou lowered his head. He had only glanced at the matter at the time, but he remembered it later when he traveled to ancient times and met Mu Qingyun.
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