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"Nie Qingcheng is already dead, doesn't the prince know? I am merely a lonely soul borrowing Nie Qingcheng's body to come back to life."
Yin Luo finished speaking, yet there was no change in his demeanor. In the darkness, only his cold reprimand could be heard: "Where in this world do ghosts exist? Do you think this prince would believe that?"
Yin Luo couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.
Indeed, few would believe in ghosts, but she had crossed over from another time and space; that was an unchangeable fact.
"The prince naturally does not believe it; even I find it absurd. However, how could there possibly be two people who look exactly alike? Don't you agree, my prince?"
With a loud clap, the room suddenly lit up as the candles by the bed were ignited. Mu Changqing looked at her closely; as she had said, her appearance was identical to that in the portrait. He had just reached out to touch it; this face had not been altered in any way, nor was there any mask involved. Could it be that he had misunderstood?
However, he had investigated Nie Qingcheng's character thoroughly. She was proficient in all arts—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—especially skilled in dance. Moreover, there was a crucial detail: she was afraid of blood and would faint at the sight of it. Yet on that day during the battle in the cage, she was covered in blood after slaying twelve men without showing any panic. This left him increasingly puzzled and suspicious.
What kind of person was she?
With her own strength, she had killed twelve warriors; after escaping for half a day, she gained the favor of that young emperor who looked down on everything. Not only that, but he was even willing to sacrifice his life for her. She had once feared him so much that she refused to marry and even contemplated suicide, yet on that day she told him without a hint of fear that it was merely like being bitten by a mad dog.
This seemingly fragile woman seemed to contain mysterious power within her, turning danger into safety time and again. She observed keenly and remained calm under pressure; she was incredibly intelligent and composed. It appeared he had underestimated this woman all along!
Mu Changqing withdrew his gaze and stood up: "Do not attempt to deceive this prince. If I find out you are an infiltrator from the Jin Wangfu, I will not spare your life. Furthermore, since you have married me, living or dead, you belong to me. In this lifetime, you shall never have another man!"
Yin Luo smiled faintly, raising the corners of her lips. "What the prince says doesn't count; who can predict what will happen in the future?"
Mu Changqing's gaze instantly turned cold. He leaned closer and looked at her. "If you dare to challenge my bottom line, then go ahead and try. Your outcome will be very tragic."
Yin Luo smiled again and suddenly asked, "Has the prince ever lost?"
Mu Changqing's gaze sharpened, and he remained silent, clearly acknowledging her statement.
Yin Luo then leaned in closer, looking at him intently. "How about we make a bet? In this lifetime, I will make you lose to me once, and it will be with complete submission, utterly defeated!"
"What an arrogant tone!"
"Then does the prince dare to gamble?"
Mu Changqing fixed his gaze on her for a moment, his cold eyes resting on her face. After a long pause, he smirked. "What if you lose?"
"In this lifetime, I will serve you like a horse or an ox, following you wherever you go."
Mu Changqing studied her for a moment before suddenly lifting her chin, gazing deeply into her bright black eyes. "No, if you lose, I want you to willingly become my woman for life!"
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