Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

When I looked up again, I was in tears. I understood the logic, but I just couldn't accept it emotionally.

It would be tantamount to watching the mute slave die in front of me again.

I grabbed Wu Jiu's collar and asked, "Why are you telling me this at this time?"

"We are in Xihua Palace this time, which is located in a remote area. It is a good time to deal with the puppets. Even if an uncontrollable situation really breaks out, at least it is far away from human habitation. As long as we deal with the people in this palace, no news will be leaked, and your safety will be guaranteed."

I hate how calculating he is.

"If you still don't believe me, you can test him again and ask him if he knows things that he knows but you don't. The puppet is just your mirror, reflecting your expectations. But if you want to deal with it, you'd better do it as soon as possible. The longer you delay, the weaker the influence of the poison on him will be. By then, you, the master, will not be able to control him, and you will be in big trouble."

I still had fantasies, "But the mute slave knows medical skills, but I don't. He can still feel the pulse and write prescriptions, and his handwriting is exactly the same as before!"

"You might as well think about it carefully. Has he ever made his own diagnosis since he came back? After all, he borrowed the body of the original owner and inherited some of the original owner's habits. It's not surprising that he would write in the same handwriting."

I fell silent again.

Wu Jiu patiently persuaded, "If he is just a close servant of yours, why would I go to such a thankless job to offend you? Even if you want to keep him by your side every day, I won't say a word of disapproval, but it's a pity that he is not a human being. I'm afraid that in the future, you will hurt yourself because of him. This matter can't be delayed any longer!"

I still couldn't speak, my mind was in a mess.

"If you can't bear it, why not let me handle it. You don't have to show up. As long as you nod, it can be resolved tonight!" Wujiu helped me up and let me sit on a chair beside him.

"What will happen to him then?"

"In the open space outside the palace, find a secluded place and burn it cleanly, leaving no trouble behind." He smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I will do it, and he won't suffer any pain. It will be like he died in his sleep."

"Let me think about it again..."

"We really can't delay any longer!"

"It's only been more than forty days, so one night won't make a difference. I've drunk so much, and my mind isn't clear enough. Let me think about it. Tomorrow... tomorrow! I'll tell you the result!"

Seeing my firm attitude, Wu Jiu didn't say anything else, "Okay, then you should go to bed early, and we'll talk tomorrow."

After the palace servants sent him away, I immediately asked someone to find Tianhe and told him that there was an urgent matter.

I never thought that he is the only person I can discuss things with.

I thought, he witnessed the transformation of the mute slave, and maybe he could give me some objective opinions to calm my irrational heart a little.

Unexpectedly, after Tianhe heard what I said, he immediately agreed with Wujiu's suggestion, "Deal with it as soon as possible!"

I didn't know what I was expecting, and I almost couldn't hold it back for a moment. "Your injuries... were all treated by the mute slave. Do you also think he's not a human? Does he deserve to die?"

"He's dead." Tianhe replied in a cold tone, "Now that I think about it, we were able to find the charity cemetery and steal the body so easily. It was too smooth, as if we were led there by someone. When the Gu Master's secret technique was introduced to Da Qi a few years ago, the late emperor asserted that it was an evil technique, and it seems that he was indeed right."

In fact, before Wujiu left, I had already been convinced, but I still felt unwilling somewhere in my heart.

"He also wants to drink blood... No matter how you look at it, he's already a monster. If he wants to eat raw human flesh one day, can you cut your flesh and feed him? Or are you going to feed him with other irrelevant people?" Tianhe's words were straightforward but also hit the nail on the head.

Now that the illusory filter has been broken, if I continue to persist I will be nurturing a tiger to harm myself.

When I first watched zombie movies, I would call some people stupid and evil for being unable to give up their family ties. After their relatives turned into zombies, they would lock them in their homes with chains, and then go out to lure other survivors to feed them.

But now, when I face the same dilemma, I am still unwilling to let go.

After crying bitterly and having a calm conversation with Tianhe, I finally regained some rationality. I was so clear-headed and not sleepy at all in the second half of the night, so I decided to find Wujiu to explain my thoughts.

Even if I want to end the short life of the mute slave as a puppet, it should be me who does it. After all, everything started because of me, and this evil fate should be ended by me.

Before I reached the gate of Wujiu's yard, I heard a strange noise. It was Tianhe who was following behind me who reacted first, "There is a smell of blood! Something is wrong!" We both rushed in and saw Wujiu and several servants fighting with a mute slave in the yard.

The mute slave was trapped by their chains, but it was obvious that the combined strength of several people was not enough to stop his movements.

Wujiu stood a little further away, manipulating something with his hands. The mute slave trapped in the middle seemed to be affected and his expression became ferocious.

"What are you doing?" I couldn't help but scream and rushed forward. Tianhe tried to stop me, but I pushed him away.

I almost jumped over the few people on the periphery and landed directly next to the mute slave, hugging him like a hen protecting her chicks, even though there was an obvious difference in our body sizes.

Seeing this, Wujiu stopped and asked his men to disperse.

"He attacked me, and I just fought back in self-defense."

I had no doubt about this. After all, this was Wujiu's yard, not a place for a mute slave to come.

"Why are you here?" I looked up at the mute slave.

Under my gaze, he gradually restrained his ferocious expression, and replied in a low voice with some grievance, "I want to stay with the princess forever, he is a bad man, he wants my life!"

I couldn't bear it any longer, so I hugged his neck and cried loudly, apologizing to him while crying, "I'm sorry--"

"Princess, don't be soft-hearted!"

"This puppet is really smart. It actually eavesdropped on our conversation! If we don't deal with it as soon as possible, I'm afraid..."

"Shut up, all of you!" I turned around and glared at everyone present, even though some of them had just been injured in close combat with the mute slave and were helped by their companions to stand up with difficulty.

After the surroundings were briefly quiet, I tried to control my emotions, but still cried, "I will give all of you an explanation! Tonight!"

There were still about two hours before dawn, so I took the mute slave to a deserted forest near the palace. Because of my inner strength, I could still feel that many people were following us not far away, watching us from afar but not showing up.

"Princess, don't you want me anymore?" The mute slave seemed to have sensed my emotions and asked weakly.

"Do you remember when we first met?" I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and pretended to be calm.