A chuckle was heard.
Before Mu Wushuang had the chance to reach Yun Luofeng, a sharp sword had suddenly pierced her chest. The fresh blood instantly blossomed like a rose and dyed her clothes.
Qingyan coldly retracted the longsword and a sneering expression was evident on her delicate face. "Mu Wushuang, have you forgotten how you treated our Miss in the past? You're only suffering the retribution you deserve."
The servant girl's words caused Mu Wushuang's entire body to stiffen and trembled for a moment. The moment she raised her head, her beautiful eyes looked at the young lady lying on the palanquin and unwillingness appeared on her deathly pale face.
No!
She couldn't die here, especially falling in front of Yun Luofeng.
"Grandfather…" she turned her head with great difficulty and looked at Mu Xingchou with an appealing gaze, "save me."
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