C77 Your Life Is Mine

A strong ray of light pierced through Mistress Duan's weak eyelids and she opened her eyes in discomfort. She found herself lying in a messy woodshed while Mu Ruqing sat under the sunlight. She held a small bronze mirror and shone it into her eyes.

"You're awake? I thought that this bronze mirror could not reflect light. Now that I look at it, it is not bad. It is a good mirror." Mu Ruqing said as she touched the copper mirror. She was very satisfied.

Mistress Duan raised her eyebrows and stood up. She no longer looked as humble as before. "You caught me only because you were lucky and you were still so careless."

" Oh? Mistress Duan thought she could kill me? I will wait for you here. " Mu Ruqing provocatively gave her the middle finger.

Mistress Duan gritted her teeth. Once she got lucky, her heart started to ache. All the strength in her body was sucked away. Her legs went soft and she knelt down. "Cough cough." He coughed dryly twice and spat out a mouthful of blood. He opened his bloody mouth and roared, "What did you do!"

"I did a lot. What do you want to hear? " Mu Ruqing faced the bronze mirror and combed her hair into a bun as she replied nonchalantly. "I was careless and forgot that you existed. Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen into your trap. I had to pretend to be stupid to lure you out."

"When did it start?"

"The day Lan'er died. You played this game very well and accurately calculated Mistress Ling and her father's thoughts. It can be said that it is interlinked and first created the conflict between Mistress Ling and me. When it was about time, we could start the game. However, you missed out on two points. These two points are enough for me to turn the tables. "

"The wound on Lan-er's neck..."

"I like talking to smart people. Lan-er is very clever, only a little, she can read but can't write a few. How can the handwriting be so delicate and pretty? This is one, and the second is what you said, after being strangled to death, disguise as a hanging and hang yourself. There is a huge difference between the wound on your neck and the wound on your neck."

"Normal people do not know that you are not Mu Ruqing? "

"No, no, no. The one who pointed out this is not me. It is Yuan Zhen. Also, you underestimated Miao Yingyu. Yuan Zhen, you stared at her, but you forgot about her. "

"Liu'er saw you take the medicine with her own eyes. She confirmed that you were dead, and I went to confirm it as well. Why?"

"Do you recognize this token?" Mu Ruqing did not answer his question. She threw the black token in front of her.

Mistress Duan's expression changed again and again. She bit her lips and stared at her without saying anything.

"I have calculated a few times." Mu Ruqing lowered her head and counted her fingers. After thinking for a moment, she turned her head to look at her. "It was the first time in the Li Family Village... You should remember the rest, right?"

"It was you? You are not dead! Cough cough. Mistress Duan thought of something and her eyes were horrified. With an agitated look, she coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"That's right. If you don't die, how can I rest in peace?" Mu Ruqing got closer to her and her pupils became blood red. Her smile was sinister, "Is there anyone from your family in the Prime Minister Estate? Do you think I can destroy your organization?"

"Haha, do you really think you have that kind of strength?" Mistress Duan laughed disdainfully. As she spoke, a few drops of blood flowed out. "You are just Sect Leader's toys..."

"You should watch from hell. Who exactly is a plaything?" Mu Ruqing looked at her playfully. "You have killed me so many times. It is not too much for me to give you back one time, right?"

Mu Ruqing raised her hand and hit the left side of the bronze mirror on her face, "Pa!" Mistress Duan's face was pierced by the sharp carving on the back of the bronze mirror and there were a few deep bloody wounds.

"You are so loyal to Sect Leader. I will fulfill your wish. If you climb to the door, I will let you out." Mu Ruqing threw the copper mirror in front of her in disgust.

"Hahaha." Mistress Duan laughed in pain and looked up at the roof, "Sect Leader, it's my fault for being incompetent. Today I will atone for it with my death!"

Mu Ruqing stepped forward and grabbed her. She showed her white teeth and said innocently, "Your life is mine, not Sect Leader's... I will let you die, only then can you die..."

Mistress Duan's entire body went limp and she did not even have the strength to bite her tongue to commit suicide. Her eyes were drifting and she actually lost her thoughts.

"Haha, this is obedient." Mu Ruqing nodded her head in satisfaction and swung her skirt. With every step she took, the blood red in her eyes became lighter...

Lingyue waited outside and waited for Mu Ruqing to come out and follow behind her.

"What is it?" Mu Ruqing saw her conflicted look and spoke faintly.

"The date of Master King Chu's three-month confinement is about to arrive."

"What does it have to do with me? Right now, I only need to do a good job in the Prime Minister's residence, Fourth Miss."

"But..." Lingyue rubbed the back of her head and thought for a moment before whispering again, "Madam seems to have some doubts. Recently Xiangyi has been watching Miss's every move."

"I am mother's daughter, the Prime Minister's daughter. What is the use of staring at me?" Mu Ruqing raised her voice and the majesty in her tone shocked Lingyue.

"Miss's teachings are correct." Lingyue understood and also raised her voice to reply respectfully.

The people of the Prime Minister's Estate would always act according to the wind. Mu Ruqing acted as a good show and made everyone in the Prime Minister's Estate, other than others, be afraid of her.

Lau Fenglan's heart was the heaviest. Previously she thought that Mu Ruqing really died and was sad for a while. That sadness was because Mu Ruqing did not die in her hands. Now that Mu Ruqing was alive and well, Lau Fenglan did not believe that she could not beat Mu Ruqing!

"Swoosh swoosh." A few sparrows flew over the dense forest and shuttled through the green leaves. They flew down a bit, flapped their wings, and landed on an inconspicuous thatched cottage.

A person wearing a cold iron mask opened the bamboo door. His eyes were sharp, and the muscles under his tight black clothes were clearly prismatic.

There was nothing else in the thatched cottage other than ordinary furnishings. The small cottage could be seen at a glance.

The man in black stretched out a thick finger covered in calluses and pressed on the wall.

"Crack, crack, crack." The wooden bed moved out and the wooden planks under the bed were kept one by one. The ground was covered with fire and a cold aura hit the face.

The man in black disappeared in the stairwell. The floor and the bed were restored to their original state after a short while.

He followed the man in black. What entered his eyes was a passageway made of limestone. It was less than two feet tall and ten feet wide. On both sides of the walls, there were bronze candlesticks that lit white candles every ten feet. The entire passageway was as bright as day.

There was actually not a single person on the road. After walking for a moment, they arrived at an empty area. The entire layout had changed.

The ground was a hexagonal shape that could fit a hundred people. On the other side of the door, there was a wide stone door on the other side.

An evil dragon opposite the passage jumped on the door. Its ferocious and manic expression actually made people feel a bit cold.

Other than the door in the middle, from left to right, there were flowers, swords, eagles and boats. Every sculpture had four to five people that were vivid and lifelike. It was as if they were real. In front of the stone door stood a stone pillar that was half the height of a person, and as thick as a leg. There was a golden toad at the top of the pillar. Its mouth was wide open.

The black-clothed man took out a dark brown token and inserted it into the mouth of the golden toad on the stone pillar in front of the eagle gate. "Caw." As the Golden Toad's eyes moved, it let out a cry.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" As the stone door rose, it produced an ear-splitting sound. The tiny objects on the ground trembled.

As the stone door rose, the black-clothed man standing in front of the door revealed himself. He wore the same clothes.

At the beginning, the man in black pulled out the token and walked in. The other people first checked the password, appearance, and then searched their bodies. After confirming that they were speechless, they nodded and invited him in.

The man in black came over a few more doors and arrived at the fork in the road. He placed the small bamboo tube in front of the stone window and walked towards the left passage.

There were a few small words engraved on the bamboo tube - Imperial Prime Minister's Residence. The collector divided the bamboo tubes from the dozen or so windows and placed them on the corresponding bamboo table. As the mechanical gears rotated, the Imperial Prime Minister's Residence's bamboo tube handed over a dozen programs. Finally, they saw light.

In the spacious green wooden house, there were countless rooms. Each room had a unique set of decorations and different colors hung on it. It was the Sky Silk Curtain. Even an ordinary aromatic container was made of purple jade.

The man's black hair covered half of his face, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of playfulness. A slanted smile hung on his exquisite oval face, and his lips were thin and thick, and there were a few traces of flirtation between his brows.

He looked at the delicate and beautiful woman between his legs and paused for a moment. He kicked her down and wiped his long and narrow middle finger. He threw down the blanket and covered the woman's naked body. A neutral voice was heard, "You're tired of playing. Carry her away."

A few people quickly came up and looked straight ahead without any expression. They carried the woman who was asking for help down and threw her into the furnace on the cliff outside. A few heart-wrenching cries were heard.

"Mm ~ It's so beautiful." The man closed his eyes in satisfaction with an expression of enjoyment. Thinking of something, he got up and walked on the cold little red sandalwood floor. Leaning against the jade door, he took the small bamboo tube from the Imperial Prime Minister's residence and swept it over. He smiled deeply. "Interesting..."