5348

Chapter 5348: Biased Heart

"You can watch from above, clearly seeing how tragically your precious daughter will end up."

"When your daughter has endured all this suffering and misfortune, Mu Qingya, the two generations of debt between us will be settled."

"In the next life, you won't know me, and I won't know you. You won't seek me out, and I won't seek you out. It's very fair."

As Qiao Mu's voice fell, Mu Qingya turned utterly cold and collapsed to the ground. She simply couldn't believe her ears. How terrifying was this Qiao Mu? She actually retaliated against her, retaliated against her innocent, pitiful daughter.

"Don't worry, she won't die yet," Qiao Mu tilted her head, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she stared deeply at Mu Qingya.

"Mother!! Mother!" A loud shout came from outside the door, accompanied by the angry shouts and sword-drawing sounds of numerous dark guards. "Mother, Mother, is it you, Mother?! Are you in here?"

Qiao Mu frowned slightly and calmly said, "Let her in."

A slender figure stumbled in. She tripped over a small pile of firewood near the entrance, then quickly regained her balance and rushed in, running to Mu Qingya's side.

Qiao Mu turned her head to look at this very thin woman.

Mu Rouxuan knelt to the ground with a "thud," extending her trembling hands to help Mu Qingya up. But she was repelled by a transparent barrier.

"Mother!" Mu Rouxuan exclaimed in surprise, quickly turning to look at Qiao Mu. "Release my mother, what have you done to her? She's already so old, and now so emaciated. Why won't you let her go?"

"Crown Princess. My mother is already like this; she won't live for many more days. No matter how much past grievance there was, surely it can all be wiped clean now? After all, we're still family; must it really be a life-and-death struggle, drawing swords against each other?"

Qiao Mu looked at her coldly for a moment, then, with a flick of her sleeve, removed the barrier separating them. Mu Rouxuan quickly went forward to support Mu Qingya, but saw that her face was as pale as paper, her lips completely devoid of color.

"Mother, Mother," Mu Rouxuan called out to her several times, tears in her eyes.

Mu Qingya, however, seemed to experience a brief flicker of lucidity, suddenly gripping her arm tightly. Her strength was surprisingly great, startling Mu Rouxuan, who couldn't help but look at her face.

Mu Qingya, holding her hand tightly, said coldly, "Rouxuan, Rouxuan, you must help your sister, you must help her, do you understand? This is what you owe me, what you owe me!"

"You must protect your sister at all costs, protect her from any harm. You must use your life to exchange for a glimmer of hope for your sister's survival. Do you hear me? Do you hear me?!" Mu Qingya shrieked furiously, like a madwoman.

Mu Rouxuan hung her head, tears in her eyes, and nodded, choking back a sob.

"Rouxuan, you owe her nothing. You don't have to agree to anything," a man's angry roar came from behind them. Mu Rouxuan was momentarily disoriented. With tear-filled eyes, she looked back, her nose clogged, and choked out, "Big Brother."

Mu Xingchen's face was filled with anger as he stared coldly at Mu Qingya. "Mu Qingya, what right do you have to make Rouxuan promise you these things?"

"It's simple. She, a person who took over another's body, took the life of Mu Rouxuan's birth mother and replaced her. From the very beginning, she never intended to give birth to Mu Rouxuan."