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This time, he couldn't kill him with his own hands, but next time, he would definitely send him to meet the King of Hell.
This was the first time Shen Muhan felt such a strong urge to eliminate someone.
Ming Lie had caused him trouble time and again. Each time, he had endured it, sparing his life out of consideration for their past relationship. However, now that he understood Muxin's family, he would no longer hold back or spare Ming Lie's life.
The villa had nearly been destroyed this time, and Muxin had suddenly gone missing, likely related to Ouyang Xuan. Yet at this moment, even Ouyang Xuan was nowhere to be found. The members of the Ouyang Family had emerged instead. Now, the entire Tianli Kingdom was in turmoil, with a severe shortage of goods and citizens fighting over supplies. There were also sinister forces stirring up trouble, seemingly intent on overthrowing the ruling family.
Then he would go along with their intentions...
"Senior Brother, you said Ming Lie might come after me at any moment. Is there any way for me to survive if I go back? It's only natural that he would catch me and drain my blood. Please let me stay with you; I promise I won't cause any trouble and will absolutely listen to you. Please don't drive me away."
Seeing Shen Muhan's firm attitude and the hint of wanting to expel her, Qingyue grabbed his arm desperately and pleaded with a pitiful expression.
Shen Muhan shrugged off her hand, frowned as he looked at his sleeve, and then coldly uttered two words:
"Suit yourself."
The two continued on their way. Due to the situation in the Water Continent, Shen Muhan chose a remote path along the river. At this moment, the sun blazed overhead. Qingyue wiped the sweat from her forehead with a grimace; her whole body felt sore and weak, and her lips were cracked from dryness. In the distance, she spotted a long stretch of river and hurriedly ran over, disregarding everything else as she eagerly washed her face and drank deeply from the water.
Shen Muhan followed her over, took down his water flask, filled it up first before washing his face and drinking. Suddenly, his gaze caught sight of a white cloth in shallow water. For some reason, he picked it up and discovered it was a pure white handkerchief. However, it faintly bore some color and contained a small stone wrapped inside. He tried to unfold the handkerchief and remove the stone but felt its rough texture upon touch. Looking closely at the stone, he was pleasantly surprised to see five words carved into it with a small knife: "Uncle, you are very bad."
He recognized these characters; they were much simpler than what they usually wrote, and the carving technique was not very skilled. Moreover, it had been engraved with that little curved blade she carried. This meant that Muxin had passed through here or perhaps was nearby...
Thinking about it, Shen Muhan could no longer pay attention to Qingyue, who was still panting nearby, and walked along the riverbank.
*
Meanwhile, Xia Muxin and the others had rested for nearly two hours before setting off. After Rong Li covered her mouth to vomit, she grabbed a piece of clothing and two handkerchiefs and headed toward a nearby river. The handkerchiefs were meant to cover her face. The soldiers were already taken aback by Rong Li's bruised face; if they saw her like this, they would likely be horrified.
Upon reaching the riverbank, she washed her face with clean water without applying any medicine. Instead, she picked up several uniquely shaped stones and took out a small curved knife to start carving. After thinking for a long time, she decided on just five words: "Uncle, you are very bad."
She carved on ten stones in total. With only two handkerchiefs, one was used to cover her face, leaving the other to wrap around the stones before tying it up and throwing it into the river.
Feeling that throwing just one stone wasn't enough, she tore up some clothing with her knife into pieces and continued wrapping the carved stones before tossing them into the river. In the end, she was caught by Rong Li, who shouted at her because it was his favorite piece of clothing.
No wonder he sometimes dressed like a flamboyant rooster; it turned out to be this outfit. Instantly, Xia Muxin felt more balanced inside, as if she had eliminated a major nuisance from the world.
By evening, they arrived at a magnificent mansion. As for the large plaque at the entrance with characters that Xia Muxin couldn't recognize.
"Miss Muxin, you really came! It seems they didn't deceive me after all."
Upon entering, her arm was grabbed, followed by an excited voice.
Xia Muxin frowned at Ouyang Xuan's surprised expression. Her temples throbbed slightly as she coldly glared at him. After a long pause, she asked in a frosty tone:
"What are you doing here?"
As she spoke, her gaze shifted to the sullen-faced Rong Li.
He was still bothered by what she had done to him. At that moment, the once handsome man had bruises and scratches on his face, with traces of blood seeping from the wounds. Although he had applied medicine, the marks remained quite clear.
"They brought me here and said you would come too, so I waited here," he explained.
Ouyang Xuan touched his head in a somewhat dazed manner, smiling awkwardly.
Suddenly, a nauseatingly strong fragrance wafted through the air. Xia Muxin frowned, and before she could grasp the situation, Ouyang Xuan pulled her aside. Then, a swarm of brightly dressed figures rushed over, each heavily made up and flaunting their curves. Their bosoms seemed to overflow, adorned with countless golden and silver hairpins. They wore outfits that were as revealing as they could be.
"Third Prince, you finally returned! I missed you so much!" one exclaimed.
"Third Prince, for you, I haven't left the house in three years. Thank heavens you are back!" another chimed in.
"Third Prince, I missed you dearly!" yet another called out.
Xia Muxin furrowed her brows, her lips twitching as she glanced at the dazed Ouyang Xuan. Leaning closer, she asked, "Is this perhaps his private garden?"
Ouyang Xuan paused for a moment before smiling and correcting her, "Miss Muxin, this is not the private garden; that way is."
Upon hearing this, Xia Muxin rolled her eyes. Indeed, only an older man could be her true match; no matter what she said, he could always guess with just a little thought.
Rong Li pushed away the group of women with disgust when suddenly, Zhaoxia Muxin approached. At that moment, Xia Muxin was covering her face with a silk scarf, her bangs slightly too long, leaving only her large eyes visible. When she caught sight of Rong Li's malicious grin, her eyelids twitched and her pupils widened. As Rong Li drew closer and reached out with his hand, Xia Muxin unexpectedly shoved Ouyang Xuan aside. Perhaps neither of the two men anticipated such a move from Xia Muxin; Ouyang Xuan stumbled right into Rong Li's embrace, and Rong Li instinctively wrapped his arms around him.
Xia Muxin immediately clutched her chest and jumped back a good distance. Thankfully, she was clever enough; Rong Li was too treacherous. If those women saw her being held tightly by Rong Li, it would be a wonder if she escaped without being skinned alive.
"Ah... you all..."
Indeed, this incident caused chaos to erupt. One woman immediately covered her mouth and screamed.
They say women are made of water, and sure enough, at that scream, tears began to fall like pearls from a broken string. In an instant, the makeup that Xia Muxin had just applied was ruined. Unable to bear the thought of her eyes being sullied further, she pointed at them and said, "Oh dear, your faces are so smeared and pale; you look really terrifying."
As soon as she said this, the women screamed in unison, and within moments, they vanished without a trace. Xia Muxin wrapped her arms around herself, trembling all over. Suddenly, she met Rong Li's cold gaze and smiled at him admiringly while giving him an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
Ouyang Xuan's face turned crimson like a boiled shrimp, making him look so tempting that one might want to take a bite. Moreover, he didn’t immediately break free from Rong Li’s embrace; instead, he seemed to enjoy it. Xia Muxin felt an inexplicable chill run down her spine as she watched the two of them before suddenly running away.
"This damned woman has lost her mind," Rong Li said darkly as he pushed Ouyang Xuan away from him.
It was the first night in Qi Nation, and Xia Muxin couldn’t sleep. She threw on a cloak and stepped out of her room.
There were no guards at the door, and after arriving here, Rong Li hadn’t made things difficult for her. Not only did he provide her with good food and comfortable lodging, but he also gifted her many clothes and accessories that sent chills down her spine. This man was quite strange; surely he wasn’t interested in both men and women?
"Uncle, are you unable to sleep as well? The night here is stifling, and there aren’t nearly as many stars as at Daimiao Mountain."
She strolled slowly in the courtyard. It was nighttime, and although there were lanterns, the light was dim, so she did not wear a veil.
During the day, this mansion seemed quite strange. As for those women, it was said that they were forcibly given to Rong Li by the Emperor of Qi. However, Rong Li was not satisfied with them, let alone fond of them, and had begun to travel through various countries.
As far as she was concerned, at least it seemed that neither Rong Li nor Ouyang Xuan appeared to be the kind of wicked people who would do anything evil; they were just very peculiar.
“Miss Muxin, can’t you sleep either?”
Suddenly, a magnetic voice came from behind. Xia Muxin was startled and turned around, glaring fiercely at the smiling Ouyang Xuan. She coldly replied, “Are you a ghost? You walk without making a sound. Who are you trying to scare?”
She hated being disturbed when she was deep in thought; it was as annoying as interrupting her sweet dreams.
Ouyang Xuan awkwardly scratched his nose and then walked toward her, sitting on a stone stool. Xia Muxin lowered her head to glare at him, but he happened to look up at her. Suddenly, he let out a scream like that of a pig being slaughtered.
“Ah... Miss Muxin, your face...”
- End of Chapter -
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