âMingyue Villa must have done it. Although Su Ziyun is also an alchemist, she has no ability to attack us. Except for the people in Mingyue Villa, I canât think of someone else.â
Ji Ruiâs tone was full of certainty. If it were not from Mingyue Villa, who would it be?
âI will send someone to Su Family Mansion to inquire about the news. There might be results tomorrow.â
Ji Yuâs eyes were cold, as he firmly clutched the teacup in his hand.
Ji Rui looked at Ji Yu stubbornly. Now that she has been ruined by him, she was taught how to manipulate men since young by her mother. She finally met the person she likes, but she was destroyed by the brother in front of her. She must make him live like hell.
*
In the Third Princeâs Mansion, Liu Yun, the personal guard of Jun Lintian, entered the study room.
This was the subordinate that Jun Lintian called back from outside after his military power was taken back.
Since the military power in his hand was taken back, he has been living a leisurely life. But of course, the Emperorâs guards couldnât stop him from going out.
âLiu Yun has seen the prince.â
In the study, Jun Lintian was painting while Yafu was helping to polish the ink.
He was wearing a black brocade robe. His long and slender figure with thin lips pressed tightly were giving off a cold atmosphere. His hand that was holding the brush moved like a dragon.
Liu Yun waited for a long time before Jun Lintian put down the brush in his hand.
âWhat did you find?â
A simple sentence, but full of cold and anticipation.
âAnswering back the prince, the mother and children of Mingyue Villa, together with Mu Yunxuan went to Yun City. And those three children belong to Mu Yunxuan...â
*Bang* The inkstone in front of Jun Lintian was smashed to the ground by him.
A pair of deep eyes flashed with cold light. As he had guessed, not only Su Zimo didnât die at that time but also entered the bridal chamber. Did the two of them plan it long ago?
Did Mu Yunxuan hide Su Zimo all these years?
Various questions appeared in Jun Lintianâs mind, causing his body to tremble slightly with anger.
Yafu lowered her head and said nothing. Is such an insignificant woman worthy of the princeâs anger?
Su Zimo? She had never paid attention to this woman, but the princeâs current performance was a bit beyond her expectations.
âWhat else did you find?â
âMaster, Su Ziyun, and Jie Lengchan were rescued by the Jie family.â
âIs that a big deal?â
Jun Lintian pursed his thin lips. His eyes looked very poisonous.
If it werenât for the Jie Familyâs support for him, he would kill that woman himself.
âYafu, you go and look at Su Ziyun to see if there is anything that can help her. Keep that woman alive for now. Sheâs still useful.â
âYes, your highness. Yafu will be there later.â
Su Ziyun was already abandoned by the prince. She doesnât need to worry anymore.
*
In the Dungeon of Mu Family, Mu Yunxuan and Su Zimo stood outside the cell.
Looking at Ling Qiushui, who was rolling in pain because of the poison.
There was no fluctuation in Su Zimoâs facial expression.
The Taoist Priest was sweating profusely on the side.
âShuiâer, bear with me, you will be fine soon.â
Even though he knew his daughter was poisoned. He was locked up in a prison. He couldnât do anything.
âLing Qiushui, how is it? This poisonous taste is not inferior to the Heartbreaking Gu you gave to this villa master, right?â
Su Zimoâs cold voice reminded the father and daughter of her arrival.
Ling Qiushui suddenly stopped rolling her body from pain.
And somewhat incredulously looked at Su Zimo.
Then turned her head and see Mu Yunxuan. Ling Qiushui quickly turned away, she didnât want Mu Yunxuan to see her now.
Even though she was brokenhearted. She still had feelings for Mu Yunxuan.
âMy lord, please, save my daughter! Seeing her suffering like this every day, I, as his father felt like being stabbed by a knife!â
The Taoist Priest, who was detained for a few days, looked several years older.
âAs long as you tell me what was in the bottle of medicinal juice you placed in the coffin at the time of the ghost marriage. This villa master will give Ling Qiushui the antidote right away.â
Her voice was cold. There was no emotion can be seen on her face nor in her clear eyes.
Su Zimo didnât talk too much, she just said what she came for. As for Ling Qiushui, she asked for this hardship.
The Taoist Priestâs eyes flashed and swept his eyes to Su Zimo.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âVilla master, are you serious about this?â
âDo you think I have a leisurely time to tease you at this time?â
Su Zimoâs voice fluctuated. Anger could be sensed in her words clearly.
Mu Yunxuan looked up and opened his sexy lips: âSpeak! What was in the coffin at the time?â
âItâs a special resurrection medicine used by the Witch Clan to hold ghost marriages.â
The Taoist Priest lowered his head. He can only tell the truth now. Otherwise, with Mu Yunxuanâs temperament, he would really kill both of them.
âWhat toxin is in it?â
-End of this chapter-
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