The whole family is reborn, and their five-year-old child becomes the darling of the entire capital.

meeting.

Musley was well aware of this.

To put it nicely, she was a concubine's daughter in the Mu family. To put it bluntly, she was an illegitimate child.

Her aunt had previously worked at the Yan family mansion, and only after much effort did she manage to curry favor with Mu Sikuang, the head of the Mu family, and thus bring her into the Mu mansion.

The Mu family is much easier to survive than the Yan family...

She absolutely must not enter the Yanhou Mansion.

Musiliao's eyes gradually regained their calm. She looked around warily, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

"Your Highness, please don't..." Mu Siliao cried, her tears as pitiful as pear blossoms in the rain.

Yan Shizi smiled, tightly grasped Mu Siliao's slender and delicate arm, and leaned forward, wanting to kiss her.

Musiliao turned away from his lips, tears streaming down her face. She shook her head violently, a resolute glint in her eyes. Suddenly, a pearl hairpin slipped from her sleeve and fell into her palm.

Yan Shizi pinched her fair and delicate chin with his hand, his gaze becoming increasingly hazy and unfocused, and he was about to lean down and kiss her.

Musiliao gripped the hairpin tightly in her hand and thrust it towards his neck without hesitation.

In an instant, blood gushed out, and Yan Shizi groaned in pain.

Two servants rushed over upon hearing the commotion. Mu Siliao held the hairpin firmly against Yan Shizi's neck, not daring to relax her guard at all, and coldly watched the two men.

Yan Shizi stared in disbelief at Mu Siliao, who was holding a hairpin and pressing it against his throat. He had previously considered her his own possession. He instinctively covered the wound on his neck, which was still bleeding profusely.

"You...you're insane!" Yan Shizi's voice trembled with fear.

Musiliao narrowed her eyes slightly, her sharp and alert gaze fixed on the two servants standing not far away.

"I'm calm."

Initially, she did intend to seduce Prince Yan, hoping to leverage the power of the Yan family behind him. However, after learning the true situation of the Yan family from her aunt, she resolutely severed ties with Prince Yan and turned her attention to General Ning.

To Musiliao's utter surprise, Prince Yan knew about her private rendezvous with General Ning and would appear at this place so punctually.

In other words, the note she wrote had already been seen by Yan Shizi himself!

Mu Siliao was absolutely certain that the obedient little maid could not possibly have delivered the note to Prince Yan; she must have strictly followed her instructions and delivered it to General Ning's residence. So where exactly did the problem lie?

She couldn't understand it at all. If General Ning had no intention of meeting her, given his usual style, he would never have easily handed over the note she wrote to Prince Yan.

Could it be... that someone else in the Ning family discovered it?

In this way, Musiliao recalled what Xiaoyuxi had said.

Ning Xiaohe...

"Fine, you can go." Prince Yan tentatively removed the hairpin she was pressing against his neck.

Musiliao's hairpin was inserted even tighter, and blood slowly flowed down again.

"Will the young master pursue this matter tomorrow?" Mu Siliao knew very well that she had risked everything to hurt the young master Yan today, and she was afraid that he would pursue the matter and make a scene at the Mu residence tomorrow.

Then her going out during curfew would be impossible to hide.

Yan Shizi was also spoiled by the Yan family. He was the only son of Princess Lanyue, and his temperament was even worse than that of Consort Yan in the palace.

If she doesn't get his promise today, her peaceful life will probably be over.

Yan Shizi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He slowly extended his right hand, cautiously reaching out to touch her hand. Just as it was about to touch her skin, he suddenly tightened his grip on her hand, quickly turning his body around, his other hand clamping down on her delicate, fair neck like an iron clamp.

His gaze was cold and chilling, as if it could pierce through the depths of one's soul. "Does Miss Mu really naively believe that I, the young master, am as weak and powerless as others say?"

Musiliao struggled desperately, pounding on Yan Shizi's hand that was gripping her neck, but to no avail. Her face turned red from lack of oxygen, and the veins on her forehead bulged; she looked extremely painful.

"Miss Mu is quite different now! You must be very pleased to see me being manipulated like this, right? You even dream of marrying General Ning and becoming his wife, but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed." Prince Yan whispered in Mu Siliao's ear in a low and sinister voice.

"I...I didn't..." Musiliao managed to squeeze out a few words through clenched teeth, tears streaming down her face.

"Miss Mu's tears are truly pitiful! However, I have no interest in you now. With your looks, you're more than enough to be the wife of the servant behind me. If I'm in a good mood, I might occasionally take advantage of you." Prince Yan's fingers lightly traced her delicate cheeks, his smile growing increasingly unrestrained and arrogant.

“Shameless…” A chilling glint flashed in Musiliao’s eyes.

Musiliao closed her eyes helplessly, as if she had accepted her fate.

Yes, she gave up; this was her fate.

Musiliao suddenly recalled the question that Xiaoyuxi had asked her that day when she looked up at her with her little face: "Third sister, will you regret it?"

Never.

She has never regretted it.

Even if you are mercilessly trampled in the mud, as long as you live, you will be able to stand up again one day.

Through teary eyes, Xiao Yuxi looked at her brother Xiao Xian, who was covering her mouth with his hand and holding her tightly. She held back her tears and pointed with trembling hands in the direction of her third sister.

Xiao Xian put his other hand to his mouth, and only after the little girl's emotions had calmed down a bit did he turn his gaze in that direction.

If he wasn't mistaken, this Young Master Yan should be someone who knows martial arts?

With such force gripping Miss Mu's neck, she might really lose her life.

And if something like that happens, Xiao Yuxi will definitely be sad...

Xiao Xian carefully adjusted the cloak draped over the little girl's body, but he felt somewhat conflicted.

He had no interest in caring about anyone other than Xiao Yuxi, especially the illegitimate sons and daughters of the Mu family, who would have no future connection with Xiao Yuxi.

What's the point of helping them this time?

However, Xiao Xian looked down at the little girl with tears streaming down her face. She was still a naive child and only knew that bad people were bullying her third sister. She did not know the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children.

If we hadn't gone to rescue her this time, she would definitely have been scared and sad.

“Tsk…” Xiao Xian looked at the pale-faced third daughter of the Mu family, his fingers curled slightly, and he made a decision.