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"You … "You escaped, and the real Seventh Miss is dead after half a year. Seventh Miss won't be able to survive that kind of situation. You're a liar sent by Coroner Xue, Seventh Miss doesn't look like this at all, you're not her!" Although Mrs Chen was beaten up, she bit off Mu Bingyue's identity.

She was also smart. She knew that only if Mu Bingyue wasn't the real Seventh Miss would she have a chance of survival.

Mu Bingyue sneered, "I did escape and fainted halfway to escape. I was saved by Coroner Xue, and after recuperating for three months, I couldn't say anything and couldn't walk. Coroner Xue's family took care of me, taught me how to talk, gave me food, and when I'm done, tell them my identity. I beg them not to send me back to that hellish manor!"

Mu Bingyue's eyes were cold and detached as she spoke of such a hair-raising past, and it was as if she was talking about someone else's story. She coldly answered: "The reason why you all felt that I'm different is because in the past, I've never eaten a normal meal before. I've dried up and become frail since I was young, and I looked like I was only thirteen at the age of seven or eight. You don't dare to report my information, because you want to take the money and not work, and be free and unrestrained, thinking that the Mu Family will definitely not think of me again. This time, you dare come to the capital, I'm afraid … Do you think I'm a trash that can't speak? "

"This, this …"

What Mu Bingyue said was the truth. Adding on the slaps from Xing Ang just now, how could the two servant have the guts to argue?

Mu Bingyue took a step forward. Her aura was different from before. Her voice was no longer innocent, but icy cold. "Who gave you the guts to treat me like this? Who bribed you all to slander me?"

"You, you … "Anyway, you're not Seventh Miss, and Seventh Miss is not like that!" Mrs Chen was still unwilling to give up. In her heart, it was simply impossible to accept such a drastic change.

Mu Bingyue sniggered and said, "If you don't believe me, you can send someone to the yamen to invite my foster father. He entered the capital three months ago and is currently working under Jing Zhaoyin. Furthermore … Actually, there is an even simpler way to verify whether or not I am the bloodline of Mu Family! "

"What method?"

"Bind it with blood!" Just take my blood and try my father's. " Mu Bingyue's eyes regained their timid look, as if the person who had been calm just now wasn't her at all.

"No need, who would tell a lie that could be exposed at any time? I believe in you! " A trace of light flashed across the eyes of the burly Old General. He looked at the interested Xing Ang and said, "Prince, this is just a misunderstanding. Please forgive me for letting you watch a joke!"

The old mistress was unwilling to accept this. She wanted to ask more, but when she saw Old General winking at her, she did not dare to ask any further.

"Does Elder Mu plan on letting it go just like this?" These two servant were obviously instigated by someone! " The bowl of tea in Xing Ang's hand made a crisp sound, but Lin Fengjiao's heart sank.

"Speak, who told you to do this? If you continue to hide it, I will kill you all right now! "

"Yes, it was us who were jealous of Seventh Miss. Why would we serve her when she wanted to be a young lady …" As Mrs. Chan spoke, she glanced at Lin Fengjiao and said, "Madam, you have instructed us to serve Seventh Miss with all our might. We have something to ask of you. I'm sorry!"