Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

Some looked curious and puzzled, while others even seemed to have a hint of anticipation...

Patriarch Feng led Mu Qingge through a long corridor to the door of a study. As they entered the study, a solemn and dignified atmosphere overwhelmed them.

Patriarch Feng pointed to a chair nearby and motioned for Mu Qingge to sit down. After Mu Qingge sat down, Patriarch Feng asked, "Do you know why I left you here alone?"

Mu Qingge shook her head slightly, indicating she wasn't sure. Her heartbeat quickened, her palms sweating with nervousness, worried that Patriarch Feng would punish her severely.

Originally, I could make your Mu family get out of Yuncheng, and I could even make your Mu family bankrupt, and even let you die without a burial place. Fenghuang became furious and cursed without thinking.

But in the end, Fenghuang said: "My Feng family can forgive you, and we can also let Xiao Shiqi no longer care about you."

Her voice gradually turned cold and serious. "We can even exempt you from any criminal responsibility. All you have to do is pay a small price. I wonder if Miss Mu is willing to do that?"

Mu Qingge's face was pale and her lips trembled slightly. She was weighing the conditions proposed by Fenghuang in her mind. She didn't know what the price would be.

Seeing Mu Qingge's hesitation, the head of the Feng family flashed a trace of disdain and impatience in his eyes, and said coldly: "I only want a little bit of your blood."

Her tone was cold and ruthless, as if she regarded Mu Qingge as an insignificant ant. However, Mu Qingge did not respond immediately, and her eyes revealed a hint of determination.

Patriarch Feng looked at Mu Qingge's expression and sneered inwardly. She knew that Mu Qingge had fallen into a desperate situation and no matter what she chose, she could not escape the control of the Feng family.

Mu Qingge was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said with a firm gaze, "Okay, I agree to your request. But please give me some time to think about it."

Patriarch Feng nodded in satisfaction, knowing that Mu Qingge had no other choice. She stood up and said coldly, "You don't have to give me an answer right now.

Go back and think about it carefully, and give me your answer in three days. Your decision not only affects your personal fate, but also the future of the entire Mu family.

Remember, our Feng family always keeps its word, but we will not easily let go of any challenge to our family's dignity."

The Feng family head's eyes were firm, like an unshakable mountain, and his tone revealed an unquestionable determination, as hard as steel.

"Mu Qingge, I want you to give me an answer!" The voice of the head of the Feng family was like thunder, resounding throughout the room.

Mu Qingge responded softly. Her voice was as gentle as petals in the breeze, but the determination contained in it could not be ignored.

"Okay, I will give Master Feng an answer in three days." After she said that, she lowered her head slightly, with a complex light flashing in her eyes.

As soon as Mu Qingge finished speaking, the Feng family master called the housekeeper and said in a deep voice, "Send Mu Qingge back."

Following the order from Patriarch Feng, the butler nodded respectfully, then turned and gestured to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge stood up slowly. Her movements were graceful and light, but each step was heavy.

She bowed deeply to Patriarch Feng, expressing her respect and gratitude. Then, she raised her head and looked at Patriarch Feng with a determined gaze, as if to tell him that no matter how many difficulties lay ahead, she would bravely move forward.

Mu Qingge then walked out of the study with heavy steps. Each step felt like treading on cotton, making her feel a little unsteady. But she continued to move forward resolutely, without any intention of retreating.

Outside, the autumn breeze brought a cool breeze. However, this cool autumn breeze did not blow away the heavy pressure on Mu Qingge's heart.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving shallow marks.

She knew that this decision not only affected her own future, but also the fate of the entire Mu family. She shouldered the family's expectations and responsibilities and had to make the right choice.

Mu Qingge walked out of the study and felt the gazes of the sisters behind her. Their expressions were a mixture of expectation and worry.

They knew very well that this decision was not easy for Mu Qingge and would require a huge price to pay.

Mu Qingge walked back home silently, remaining silent the entire way. Her heart grew heavier, and the image of Patriarch Feng and her resolute words kept resurfacing in her mind.

She knew that this decision would change her life and even affect the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of the entire Mu family.

When she got home, her parents were anxiously waiting for her return, eagerly asking about the progress of things, their eyes full of worry.

Mu Qingge just sat silently by the window, looking at the scenery outside, her mind full of thoughts. She didn't know how to explain all this to her parents, so she could only respond to their concern with silence.

As night fell, the moonlight shone on Mu Qingge, illuminating her pale face. She sat there quietly, thinking about her future, her heart filled with confusion and anxiety.

She sat quietly in front of the window, gazing at the vast starry sky outside, her heart filled with complicated emotions.

She was fully aware of the huge cost behind this decision, but she did not hesitate.

Mu Qingge's room was completely silent, with only the ticking of the old clock as if telling the passage of time. She closed her eyes and immersed herself in thought.

The price of her heart's blood was undoubtedly a heavy burden for her, who was still a novice in cultivation. However, with her family's honor and future at stake, she had no choice but to retreat.

Late at night, in complete silence, Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes, a resolute light gleaming in them. She had made her decision. Three days later, she would bravely face Patriarch Feng and take responsibility for her choice.

Three days later, in the early morning, the sunlight shone through the window onto Mu Qingge's face. She got up and prepared to go to the Feng family.

Along the way, her mood became more and more nervous, but her steps became more and more determined. When she stepped into the gate of the Feng family, a solemn atmosphere hit her.

The butler came forward and led Mu Qingge to the master's study. They walked through a winding corridor and finally came to a closed door. Mu Qingge took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked in.

In the study, the Feng family's head sat at her desk, her gaze deep and sharp, inspiring awe. Mu Qingge met his gaze and approached step by step.

"I'm here," Mu Qingge said softly, his voice revealing firmness and determination.

The Feng family patriarch nodded slightly, motioning her to sit down. Mu Qingge sat down slowly, her hands clasped together, her heartbeat accelerating.

She took a deep breath, and then took out a slender golden needle in front of the head of the Feng family.

She held the golden needle tightly and stabbed it into her heart without hesitation. A sharp pain came over her instantly, and she clenched her teeth to prevent her painful expression from showing.

Blood flowed down the golden needle, condensing into beads like rubies and dripping onto the ground. A flash of surprise flashed across the Feng family head's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.