Translator: Atlas Studios   Editor: Atlas Studios
As soon as Mu Qingling said this, everyone was stunned. They stared fixedly at Mu Wanyue, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. After interacting with her for a long time, Xuanyuan PO and the others knew Mu Qinglings identity and were especially sympathetic to her. They really did not expect such a melodramatic thing to happen.
Was the City Lord of Luobei City dead? Or did he not know that Nangong Zhiyun, his current wife, had murdered his previous wife? How stupid was he to sleep with an enemy who had killed his wife?
Or was it that all men liked this?
Mu Wanyueâs entire body was trembling. She raised her head with difficulty and met Beiting Huangs lowered face. She couldnât see Beiting Huangs face covered by the mask. All she could see was Beiting Huangs cold eyes that were like stars in the winter night. They were like the soft sword in her hand, cold, unrestrained and could make oneâs soul break.
However, the way she hugged Mu Qingling was exceptionally gentle. Her fair hand gently patted Mu Qinglings back. She was clearly so furious that she was about to kill someone, but she said softly, âMy Linger, leave this to me. Wait for me at the front with Qianxi and the others. Leave this to me!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mu Wanyue used all her strength to scream, âNo!â
She would never stay behind alone with Beiting Huang. Only Mu Qingling
could save her now. Mu Wanyue hugged Mu Qinglings leg. âNo, Sister, 1 was wrong. I know I was wrong. I wonât harm you again. I had nothing to do with your motherâs death. It was all my mothers fault. I-Iâll help you punish her. Please spare me!â
Everyone was dumbfounded! In order to survive, a person could even betray her biological mother. Moreover, it was her biological mother who was wholeheartedly thinking for her. How could there be such a person in this world?
Mu Wanyue hugged Mu Qinglings leg tightly and refused to let go. Mu Qingling, on the other hand, struggled desperately like a rabbit that had been trapped. Beiting Huang raised her foot and stepped on Mu Wanyueâs wrist. She exerted a little force and with a crack, Mu Wanyueâs arm was broken. She let go in despair and stared at Beiting Huang with a pair of vicious eyes. âBeiting Huang, you piece of trash, what right do you have? What right do you have to interfere in the Mu familyâs business? Just because youâre the Mu familyâs son-in-law? Iâm your sister-in-law. You canât kill me! Otherwise, Iâll make you unable to marry my sister for the rest of your life!â
Beiting Huang glanced coldly at the ground and gently pushed Mu Qingling out. His voice was gentle. âQianxi, go to the front first. Iâll be right there!â
Nangong Qianxi and Qin Xueling supported the dazed Mu Qingling and walked forward. Yuan Ye and Xuanyuan PO walked behind them. The two of them looked behind them as they walked. Beiting Huang stepped on Mu Wanyueâs chest again and said in an extremely cold voice, âDo you think you should end it yourself or do I have to do it myself?â
âNo, you canât kill me. Youâre my brother-in-law.â Mu Wanyueâs dirty face looked delicate after being washed by tears. âNinth Young Master, why are you so good to Sister? Iâm not inferior to her at all. If, if you can let me go, Iâm willing to serve you with Sister!â
âWhat!â Liu Xu almost vomited. He had stayed behind to accompany Beiting Huang. When he heard the womanâs words, he was instantly shocked. It was too scary. Women were really too scary. However, women had a divine weapon that men did not have, which was their jade bodies wrapped in clothes.
âThereâs no need!â Beiting Huang slowly exerted strength in her feet and said coldly, âYou canât even compare to a strand of your sisterâs hair.. Be a good person in your next life!â