Family affection? Is it important to have rights?

Even between Lin Xueruo and her father, Mu Lianxue didn't see any deep feelings.

Lin Xueruo has unilaterally deep feelings for her father, but does her father have deep feelings for Lin Xueruo?

If it was really serious, would their father have kept them outside the house for so long?

Shouldn't he have been brought back to the mansion to live a life of luxury? !

Mu Lianxue didn't notice what privileges her father gave to Lin Xueruo, he just showed a little more favoritism.

Mu Jinrong suddenly asked: "Have you never accepted Mother and me?"

She looked at Mu Jinrong in the pit and sneered, "Why are you so stubborn? I've already told you that I hate both of you. Are you deaf?"

Mu Jinrong continued to ask: "When did you know that you were not your mother's child?"

Mu Lianxue said impatiently, "Of course it was when your mother said it herself. Ah, I know what you want to ask."

"You want to ask me why I didn't like you guys either when I didn't know before?"

"You live in love yourself, can't you see how she treats me?!"

"Forget it, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Mu Lianxue stood up and looked at Mu Jinrong coldly as if she was looking at a dead person.

"go to hell!"

She threw the tinder in her hand into the pit, then turned and walked away towards the woodshed.

The screams of Mu Jinrong coming from behind made her curl the corners of her lips.

Mu Lianxue suddenly felt that the ancient times were very good. Even if she killed someone, as long as she did it cleanly and killed everyone who saw it, no one would know it was her who did it.

The screams that came one after another along the way made her feel happy.

It is said that being burned to death is the most painful way to die, so let them experience it!

And since her face was wrapped in bandages, they would all turn into ugly charred corpses!

Mu Lianxue couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea for the lady to let her marry the second prince as a concubine.

As long as she kills the Second Prince's wife and all of his children, she will be...

Wait, in this feudal ancient times, could a concubine be promoted to the status of the main wife after the main wife died?

Mu Lianxue paused, her expression blank for a moment, but she immediately took another step forward.

If the concubine cannot be promoted to the main wife, then she will kill as many wives as the second prince wants.

When the second prince ascends the throne, he will have to appoint a queen!

If there is no principal wife, then he can only choose one from the concubines, or marry a new queen.

It doesn’t matter, just kill them, kill as many as you want!

A crazy smile appeared on Mu Lianxue's lips.

She seemed not to notice that she had integrated into the Prime Minister's Mansion, her indifference to human life, her pursuit of interests and power, and... the smile that was always on her face.

Mu Lianxue walked in the flames and slowly returned to the woodshed. When she was about to wait inside, she found...

Mu Lianxue:?

Where is her woodshed?

How come there is only a pool of ash left? !

She also hid a lot of water and food in it!

Mu Lianxue was a little slow to react and just stood there in a daze.

The woodshed is gone, so where should she go?

Before she could think it through, she was discovered by the soldiers surrounding the Prime Minister's Mansion.

They surrounded the Prime Minister's Residence under the order of the emperor, but they couldn't just watch it catch fire!

If someone dies inside, shouldn’t they be blamed?

Then they followed the sound and found a young man who was burned in a pit, two young men who were putting out a fire in a pond, and a young lady who was surrounded by fire.

The most uncomfortable thing was the eunuch who followed His Majesty's order to come to the Prime Minister's study to find dirt on the Prime Minister.

When they arrived, the study was already on fire and was full of oil. The fire was even more intense and they couldn't get in at all!

It’s over. I can’t report to His Majesty!

In the palace, the emperor tactfully said, "My dear, the imperial physician has diagnosed that you will not be able to stand for a long time. The position of prime minister will bring inconvenience to you. It is better for you to resign the position of prime minister and rest and recuperate."

Whose prime minister can’t stand?

Well, he did it on purpose.

Mu Jinfeng didn't pay attention to what the emperor said, but kept looking at the prince out of the corner of his eye.

His hand twitched slightly.

The thought of killing the prince arose in his mind, but he suppressed it.

Repressed emotions will hit rock bottom one day.

Mu Tangxi glanced at his father's patient expression, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised.

Dad, it seems the effect of the painkiller you took is about to wear off.

I don't know if you can continue to be patient. After all, if you behave improperly in front of His Majesty, and if His Majesty intends to pursue the matter, then your father will be even more miserable.

Ji Qichen looked at Tang Xi from this angle and could clearly see every change on her face.

He blinked. Tangxi seemed to dislike her father.

No, Tangxi doesn’t seem to like the family in the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

After hearing His Majesty's words, Mu Wenyu's heart trembled, but he still replied calmly: "Your Majesty, I can still continue to serve Your Majesty. It's just a pair of feet, which is not very important."

The emperor pretended to be worried, "How can it be unimportant? If you can't stand for a long time, how are you going to attend the morning court?"

"I can't let you sit in a wheelchair and attend the morning court."

"Or do you want to sit like me while all the officials are standing?"

The emperor's tone became heavier and his expression became indifferent.

Mu Wenyu paused, then explained with a smile: "Of course not, I will of course stand and attend the morning court."

He unconsciously emphasized a few words in his speech.

The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the prime minister carefully. Now cold sweat was already oozing out of his forehead.

Cold sweat wet some of his hair, making the prime minister look a little fragile?

The emperor was a man who loved beauties, and the prime minister was already more beautiful than most of the women in his harem.

It’s a pity that he doesn’t like men, so the emperor just admires her.

"My dear, are you sure?"

Mu Wenyu insisted, "Yes, I am sure."

"But my dear, your legs seem to be bleeding."

The emperor didn't remind the prime minister before because he wanted to see when the prime minister would find out, but as he saw the prime minister's lips becoming paler and paler, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

If the prime minister died in the palace, what would outsiders say?

Mu Wenyu felt a slight tingling sensation in his legs and feet, but he remained focused on talking with His Majesty.

But after being reminded by His Majesty, he turned around and found that the blood gushing out of the wound had soaked the couch, and some even flowed onto the ground.

Upon seeing this, the feeling at the wound instantly became more magnified.

Mu Tangxi put a handkerchief to her lips to hide her smile.

From this perspective, my father looks a lot like her in her previous life.

But not as completely as her broken leg.

Turning a person into a pig is a very cruel punishment.

Although she really wanted to turn the entire Prime Minister's Mansion into human pigs, she still needed to be patient for now.