Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Not Fit to Be Killed

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“…Perhaps, in this world, the only person who knows you’re a girl is you.” Mu Qingge suddenly said.

Mu Ge raised an eyebrow and lifted his gaze, seeming to await her next words. However, inwardly he was sarcastically thinking: Wrong, there’s also that damn peeping tom!

He appeared precisely when the Illusionary Artifact was being repaired, and coincidentally, he was washing off the dirt from his body then. Didn’t he take full advantage?

Fortunately, there isn’t much worth seeing on this small frame these days, and with undergarments wrapped around the body, it’s not considered a huge loss.

“Now, I only remember that when I was young and naive, my mother told me if I wanted to make my grandfather happy and keep the Mu Mansion safe, I shouldn’t take off my earring.” Mu Qingge whispered with her eyes lowered, seemingly lost in memory.

Mu Ge remained silent.

She might be able to guess key points behind it.

The Mu Mansion’s status in Qin Country is delicate; Mu Xiong’s military achievements are too significant, undoubtedly causing the Emperor’s apprehension. If the Mu Mansion had no male heir, the Emperor could naturally reclaim the hereditary title, and more maliciously, assign her to a Prince, covertly consuming the Mu Mansion, rendering Mu Xiong powerless.

However, if the Mu Mansion has an heir, even if not very capable, the Emperor cannot act against the Mu Mansion easily and must cautiously maintain relations with it. No matter what secretly occurs, he must appear close on the surface. Otherwise, it chills not only the hearts of Qin Country soldiers but also the people’s.

This is the second time Mu Ge became curious about this body’s mother. What kind of woman could not only provide an Illusionary Artifact but also use her own daughter to lay out such a chessboard?

Mu Ge turned his gaze, his piercing eyes resting on the semi-transparent Mu Qingge: “You seem to have said that your blood relatives in the Mu Mansion are only your grandfather and aunt remaining. What about your parents?”

Parents…

This word seemed to touch a taboo deep in Mu Qingge’s heart. A trace of pain flitted through her eyes before she slowly spoke: “When I was four, my father died in battle. My mother refused to believe it and went to the battlefield alone to find him, but afterwards, there was no more news. My mother was an orphan, met my father during cultivation, and after she left, grandfather sent people to look for her, but ultimately found no trace.”

Four years old… Now Mu Qingge is already fifteen.

Eleven years without any news, probably…

Mu Ge silently looked at Mu Qingge, seemingly starting to understand the latter’s extreme actions when she was alive.

A mere child, alone bearing a shocking secret. From a young age, carrying the heavy burden of the family legacy. Mu Qingge does not think like an adult, she can only rely on herself to fulfill the mission her mother left behind.

Unfortunately, she’s plainly a wastrel; unable to cultivate, under various pressures, she likely can only cling to the identity of a playboy, reminding people still of Qin Country’s Mu Mansion.

The person and the soul remained silent for a long time, ultimately, Mu Ge broke the silence.

“Tell me about the He family.” Mu Ge rested his arms behind his head, lying down on the pillow behind him, eyes looking at the tent top.

At the mention of this, intense killing intent gathered in Mu Qingge’s eyes. Cold voiced words cut through gritted teeth, naming: “He Cheng.”

“He Cheng, is it?” Mu Ge’s gaze flickered, hard to read. “With the old man’s personality, if someone plotted against his beloved grandson, the sole heir, indirectly causing the death of five hundred trusted aides, probably without you saying anything, he’d dismember that person. So why did he tell me not to kill him?”

Mu Qingge’s eyes darkened: “Because the He family supports Prince Rui. He Cheng alive, no matter what you do, He family won’t say a word. Once he’s dead, the He family might seize the opportunity to suppress the Mu family, and the one above might use it to reclaim some of grandfather’s military power. Mu family never gets involved in Prince struggles, yet because of me, causing the Mu Mansion’s relationship with Prince Rui Mansion to be ambiguous. Now the Emperor is old, each Prince is itching to move, grandfather does not wish to be entangled at this moment. So, he forbids you to kill He Cheng, yet tells you to keep distance with Prince Rui.”

“You indeed understand well.” Mu Ge said sarcastically, a tone seeming mocking yet biting.

But Mu Qingge did not respond, instead falling into her own thoughts.

Seeing her demeanor, Mu Ge guessed she had not let go of that Prince Rui in her heart.

No further conversation was exchanged, Mu Ge schemed within himself. The matter with He Cheng, definitely not just a single perpetrator. That Prince Rui… him accompanying the old Mu here this time, probably besides confirming Mu Qingge’s life or death, he also comes for He Cheng.

Want to extract He Cheng from the Mu Mansion?

Mu Ge’s lips suddenly curled into a sinister smile, his clear eyes filled with amusement.

That depends on whether she agrees!

’Cannot kill him? No problem, keep him to play slowly.’ Mu Ge’s smile grew more ruthless. She will ensure those who dare provoke her truly comprehend, what it means to live worse than death.

How does a worthless life compare to the five hundred heroic spirits of the Mu family?!

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