"What do you want to do, master?"
The masked woman pretended to think, then looked at Mu Huarong several times before saying, "Why not cut her tendons and make her beg on the streets?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Huarong felt a mix of hate and fear flash in her heart. She was naturally proud, and begging on the streets seemed worse than dying.
But just as she thought this, she heard the masked woman say again, "She canât beg in Shandong; she must go to the Capital City, preferably at the Mu Residenceâs entrance. Iâm curious to see if Mu Shaoling and Tayun Dongyang can recognize their daughter face to face."
"Mmm mmm..."
Mu Huarong twisted her body.
This made the woman smile sinisterly, then she lowered her head to say, "Relax, Iâm not as twisted as you. I wonât do anything to you for now. When I capture Mu Huaen and Mu Niancheng, then Iâll let the three of you siblings beg together."
Afterwards, she ordered Nanny Pang, "Go get some cornbread for her. Donât let her die."
"Yes, I will go right away, old servant."
A moment later, several pieces of blackened cornbread were brought out. The masked woman didnât untie Mu Huarong, but directly peeled half of a cornbread and stuffed it into Mu Huarongâs mouth, causing her to almost choke.
Once she finally caught her breath, Mu Huarongâs gaze asked, "Who exactly are you?"
"Who am I?"
The masked woman smiled and lifted a corner of her veil, and Mu Huarongâs pupils suddenly widenedâit was her!
Satisfied with Mu Huarongâs shocked expression, the masked woman threw the cornbread on the ground and walked away.
Outside the door, Nanny Pang followed.
"Master, are we going to the Capital City?"
"This is not for you to inquire about." She paused then added, "Remember to keep an eye on her, if she escapes, Iâll have your head."
"Yes!"
The masked woman left the place, while Nanny Pang diligently guarded the door.
Capital City Gathering Hall
A table of several handsome youths.
"Why is your father issuing a notice at this time?"
Ye Haoyang looked at Mu Niancheng with displeasure. He and Huaâen were supposed to marry within the year, but issuing such a notice now might make people say Huaâen has no sisterly affection.
"How would I know?" Mu Niancheng shook his head. "The old manâs thoughts arenât something I can figure out."
Mu Huarong was missing, yet Ye Haoyang and Mu Niancheng hadnât informed their elders from both families, nor did they tell Mu Huaen, not wanting her to worry.
No one knew that two days ago, Mu Shaoling had actually issued a notice saying Mu Huarong had died of illness.
This way, would he and Huaâen still be able to marry on time?
"Situ San, did you hear?"
"Hear what?"
"The Mu Familyâs eldest daughter has died."
"Oh, oh, oh, Iâve heard." Situ San exaggeratedly said, "Luckily, my dad didnât make a timely visit for marriage negotiations, or I wouldâve become a widower!"
"By the way, do you know how the eldest Mu daughter died?"
Situ San glanced at the other party, "How else would she die? Didnât they say she died of illness?"
"No, no, let me tell you, the servant girl at our house has an auntâs sister-in-law in the Mu Residence, and she heard that the Mu Familyâs eldest daughter was killed by the second daughter. Originally, the one in the Capital City wasnât the second daughter, but the one disfigured and sent to Funan was. The identities of the two sisters were swapped, and when the real second daughter returned to the Capital City, she cut down the impostor eldest daughter pretending to be the second daughter."
"No way," Situ San exclaimed in shock, "Is Ye Haoyang really blind? Not only did he marry someone disfigured, he also married someone with a black heart who killed her sister?"