"Help! Who's coming to save me?"
One cry for help after another rang out in the large mansion of the Mu family. Mu Qinglu, who was eight months pregnant, had a pale face full of sweat.
She covered her belly with her hands and struggled on the bed, trembling all over.
The lower half of Mu Qinglu's body had begun to bleed, and the scarlet blood was like a death god coming to seek death, which made her shudder with fear.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Mu Qinglu raised her head and saw her two younger sisters walking towards her.
There was a glimmer of hope in her heart. She grabbed her sister's hand as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw. She said word by word, "Help me..."
Before she could finish her words, Mu Qinglu suddenly found a knife in her sister's hand. Then, Mu Qingyan pinched her chin hard.
The dim candlelight in the room shone on Mu Qingyan's face, making her look more and more vicious.
"My dear sister, why don't you call for help?"
"What... do you want to do?" A strong sense of unease rose in Mu Qinglu's heart.
Mu Qingyan held a knife in her hand and pointed it at her sister's face.
The knife flashed with a cold light.
"Sister, don't worry. I have a lot of things to do!"
A bolt of lightning flashed in the dark night outside, illuminating the whole room. Before Mu Qinglu could react, there was a deep bloodstain on her face.
Blood flowed from the wound to her mouth.
The smell of rust made Mu Qinglu's mind flash with the word "death".
She subconsciously wanted to shrink to the corner of the bed.
The woman who had been following behind Mu Qingyan stepped forward. She was the youngest daughter of the Mu family, Mu Qingling. Mu Qingling stepped forward and held her hands tightly.
"Sister, what are you running for?"
Mu Qinglu struggled desperately, but she still couldn't avoid the knife in Mu Qingyan's hand. One knife after another, the dense knives fell on Mu Qingliu's face.
She only felt that her face was in great pain.
Finally, when she saw that there was not a single piece of good meat on Mu Qingliu's face, Mu Qingyan stopped with satisfaction.
"I've finally ruined this disgusting face!"
Mu Qingliu covered his bloody face with both hands and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you doing this to me! Why!"
"Why?"
Mu Qingyan played with the knife in her hand and said with a sneer, "Because you are not only the legitimate daughter of the Mu family, but also the crown princess designated by the emperor in the future. Mu Qinglu, you are just a fool. Why should all the good things fall on you?"
When she said this, her face was full of jealousy and hatred.
"Second sister, what are you talking about with a dying person?" Mu Qingzhu waited impatiently. Her gaze fell on Mu Qing Zhi's round belly.
Her pale face was stained with a few drops of blood, and her eyes were full of cruelty.
"I can't wait to see if she is pregnant with a man or a woman!"
"She has been pregnant for eight months. It's time for the child to take shape!" Mu Qingyan held the knife and approached Mu Qinglu, who was curled up on the bed step by step.
Mu Qinglu covered her belly with her hands and pleaded in a softer tone, "No, don't hurt my child. Please!"
However, Mu Qingyan acted as if she had not heard anything and said to Mu Qingling, who was standing by the side, "How about we play some interesting games?"
When it came to playing, Mu Qingzhu's entire being became interested.
She asked excitedly, "What are you playing?"
"Let's guess. Is the bastard in her belly a man or a woman? Let's bet on a Holy Origin Pill!" Mu Qingyan paused for a moment. She looked at her eight-month pregnant belly, and her eyes became more and more fanatical.
"Alright! I'm the youngest, let me guess first!" Mu Qingling said as she carefully examined Mu Qing Zhi's belly. She smiled and said, "With such a big belly, I can tell at a glance that it's a boy."
"Then I can only guess at the girl." Mu Qingyan felt that it was not enough. She turned her head, grabbed Mu Qinglu's neck, and asked with a grim smile, "Sister, do you want to guess too?"
Mu Qinglu opened her mouth and wanted to say something.
All of a sudden, Mu Qingyan cut open her stomach quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.
"Ah!"
The entire prince's mansion was filled with the painful screams of Mu Qinglu, who was screaming like a ghost.
The more she was in pain, the more excited Mu Qingyan became.
Mu Qingyan pulled out a child covered in blood in front of her.
At this time, Mu Qingling couldn't hold back anymore. She rushed forward and cut off the child's blood vessel. She laughed loudly and said, "He is really a boy. Second sister, the Holy Energy Pill is mine!"
Mu Qingyan smiled indifferently. She kicked Mu Qinglu, who was on the verge of death on the ground, and said with a sneer, "Did you guess a man or a woman just now?"
Mu Qingling was not very happy when she heard these words. She glanced disdainfully at Mu Qingya, who was lying on the ground like an ant and could only lay on the ground.
"What's there to guess about her?"
"That's right. The Saint Yuan Pill is meant for living people. A dead person cannot use it!" Mu Qing Yan said with a smile.
As she spoke, she deliberately used her sword to knock over the only candle in the room.
The weak firelight fell on the blood-stained bedding and instantly lit it up. At this time, the child in Mu Qingling's hand suddenly burst into tears.
Her cries were deafening.
They were so noisy that their eardrums were almost broken.
Mu Qingyan threw the child who had just been cut out onto the cold ground with a ferocious look on her face. She said impatiently, "Let this bastard die with his useless mother!"
Just as she was about to leave, the child on the ground opened his eyes slightly.
That pair of eyes turned out to be KingTong's!
KingTong's child was very rare, and it was not easy for ordinary people to give birth to it!
Except for the one in the Imperial Capital!
Mu Qing Yan's heart seemed to skip a beat when she thought of the young and talented emperor.
A year ago, the Crown Prince of Southland thought that Mu Qinglu was a piece of sh*t and was unwilling to marry her. Coincidentally, Mu Qingyan also wanted to kill her, so she climbed up on her own. The two of them got together in an instant and found a beggar on the street. He asked him to stain Mu Qinglu's innocence.
But now, Mu Qing was pregnant with a child born with golden pupils!
Over the past few months, the noble man in the imperial capital had been looking for a woman. He had searched for almost half a year, but he still could not find her.
Could it be that this woman was Mu Qinglu?
Mu Qingyan was so jealous that her whole face changed. She glared at Mu Qinglu, who was lying on the ground without any sound, and came up with a plan.
"Second Sister, hurry up and kill this child. He's almost making me cry to death," Mu Qingling said with a face full of annoyance.
Mu Qingyan covered the child with her body and said patiently, "Sister, go to the door and guard it. Don't let anyone get close to you. If you give yourself away, you and I won't be able to escape today's incident."
"Okay! I'll go right now!" Mu Qingling naturally knew the seriousness of the matter. After she ran out in a hurry, Mu Qingyan quickly protected the child in her arms.
Looking at the child's eyes, she seemed to see the mysterious man in a high position, as well as the endless glory and wealth in the future...
Mu Qinglu, your death is worth it!
