Cold-faced Empress

After saying that, Mo Canglan let go completely!

Fu Siying suddenly opened her eyes and saw herself plummeting downwards. The deep darkness below the cliff seemed to be laughing, pleased that extra food was about to be delivered to its mouth.

Ah!

It plunged headfirst, its body shifting from a tilted position to a prone position, then continued to tilt, its gaze passing over the ground as it plummeted straight down.

Realizing that Mo Canglan had really pushed her off the cliff, Fu Siying closed her eyes and screamed her last words.

"Mo Canglan, I will haunt you even as a ghost!"

With a "thud," the falling body stopped instantly. Only the toes were hooked on the ground, and the body was hanging upside down on the edge of the cliff. Opening the eyes, one could see the cliff face that was just inches away.

Mo Canglan grabbed the last bit of rope left in his palm, and with a little force, pulled the person up, keeping her in the position of about to fall off the cliff.

He shook the rope, watching helplessly as Fu Siying was shaken until she was disheveled in the wind.

He asked, "Is it fun?"

Fu Siying, whose throat was hoarse from shouting her last words, took a while to recover. Her body trembled instinctively, but her mouth remained stubbornly firm.

This time she didn't shout. Her voice was very soft, but her tone was very firm: "Mo Canglan, you better not let me go back alive, or you're finished."

Mo Canglan's eyes narrowed as he stared intently at Fu Siying. Her body was trembling violently, yet her words were harsher than anyone else's.

He's definitely a tough nut to crack; he's not even scared of being threatened like this.

Suddenly, Mo Canglan chuckled and slowly pulled the rope back, no longer trying to scare her.

Fu Siying was finally pulled back, her feet firmly planted on the ground, her heart pounding wildly. She stared intently at Mo Canglan, making no attempt to hide her grinding teeth.

Upon seeing this, Mo Canglan sneered: "From the day you were betrothed to me, your hands and feet have been bound with ropes, and you have been pushed off a cliff. The other end of the rope is in my hand, and your life or death is entirely in my hands. If you want to escape the control of the ropes, only I can untie them for you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Siying gritted her teeth in anger, her cheeks taut.

As he spoke, he grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. In a few quick movements, he loosened the ropes that had bound her for hours.

Fu Siying withdrew her arms, rubbing her hands together, unwilling to turn around and look at his arrogant face.

Mo Canglan said calmly, "If you try to break free of the ropes, you will only fall into the abyss."

These hateful and arrogant words made Fu Siying so angry that she was panting heavily, her face almost contorted with rage.

With a few deep heaves, Fu Siying bent down without a word and untied the bindings on her legs.

After finishing, she turned to face Mo Canglan directly: "Alright, then what do you want me to do to get rid of the ropes binding me?"

Mo Canglan remained silent.

She then asked, "Aside from the fact that you and the Emperor want to use me to win over my father, isn't Xia Suxi more suitable for you than me?"

Mo Canglan's gaze lingered on her furious face, and he inexplicably felt that she was despicable.

"Xia Suxi has known you for many years and has admired you since childhood. You've heard how hard she's worked to become your Princess Mu. Mo Canglan, you don't care who your princess is anyway. Wouldn't marrying Xia Suxi be a thousand times better than marrying me?"

Fu Siying believes that Mo Canglan simply prefers to suffer himself rather than let others suffer!

She stated bluntly, "You will marry Xia Suxi and break off your engagement with me! Don't worry about not being able to win over the Fu family without the constraints of an engagement, because I am willing to enter the palace in place of my sister Yunzhi to accompany the Emperor. This makes no difference to either you or the Emperor!"

Despite the still-strong wind, a sudden stillness descended between the two. Mo Canglan's eyes turned as black as the night sky in an instant.

After a long silence, he said, "So this is your real purpose: to relieve the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao, huh?"

"So what?"

"Do you think I don't care who my princess is? Do you think the emperor doesn't care who enters the palace? Fu Siying, you're so self-righteous, why don't you just think of yourself as a pig, stupid to the point of death?"

Fu Siying almost choked on her breath from his sarcastic remark.

"I'll just think you're a pig, incredibly stupid!"

Mo Canglan's gaze towards Fu Siying conveyed four words: hopeless.

He turned and walked into the night.