Every time Mu Yunjin held little Chu Mu while he was awake, she could feel him transferring spiritual energy to her. After half a month of confinement following childbirth, her body had already recovered to its former state. At her insistence, she ended her postpartum confinement early.

The first thing Mu Yunjin did after her confinement was to head straight to the hot spring pool at Liquan Pavilion.

After soaking in the hot spring for a while, Mu Yunjin felt as if she had finally come back to life. This period had truly almost suffocated her. Lying in bed every day would make even a healthy person sick… Fortunately, her little ancestor cared for her and had given her so much spiritual energy.

Just as she was thinking about this, familiar footsteps came from outside. Hearing the small door open, Mu Yunjin turned to look and saw Chu Li wearing a light robe he usually wore at bedtime. As soon as he stepped through the door, he began to loosen his clothes.

…

…

“What are you doing?” Mu Yunjin stared at Chu Li.

“What do you think?” Chu Li raised an eyebrow in response.

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin pressed her lips together, her face inexplicably reddening.

Chu Li quickly changed out of his clothes and entered the hot spring, walking to Mu Yunjin’s side. He embraced her from behind and whispered in her ear, “Originally I had to wait for ten months, but now it’s been shortened by more than two months. Wouldn’t you say that this Prince has turned misfortune into a blessing?”

“Get lost—” Before Mu Yunjin could finish speaking, her lips were sealed with his.

Inside the hot spring pool, a scene of passion unfolded.

By nightfall, Mu Yunjin felt that she must have been crazy to want to end her confinement early. Today, she had spent another day in bed. And it was even more exhausting than during her confinement period…

The person beside her now appeared thoroughly satisfied and exceptionally spirited, showing no sign of being the severely injured person he had been just a short while ago.

Mu Yunjin pouted and continued to lie there pretending to be dead.

…

The next day.

Chu Li had business at the Imperial Palace early in the morning.

Mu Yunjin wasn’t idle either. After taking care of little Chu Mu, she went to the death prison of the Prince’s mansion.

Making her way to the underground death prison, Mu Yunjin walked to a cell door and looked at the few empty bowls beside it, letting out a contemptuous laugh.

“Still able to eat, I see you’re doing quite well.” After Mu Yunjin spoke, she looked at Qingmeng, who was slumped on the ground inside the cell.

Hearing Mu Yunjin’s voice, Qingmeng slowly raised her eyes and looked her up and down.

Mu Yunjin had dressed up carefully today, choosing vibrant colors she rarely wore. She looked radiant without the slightest trace of illness.

In contrast, Qingmeng had been imprisoned for nearly twenty days. Her clothes were grimy, and she was completely disheveled with dirt all over her face.

“So much strychnine and still couldn’t poison you to death. You truly have a strong life force,” Qingmeng clenched her fists, full of resentment.

“Of course I have a strong life force…”

Mu Yunjin dragged out the last syllable. How could someone who had lived three lifetimes not have a strong life force?

“As for you, tell me the reason for your betrayal.” Mu Yunjin crossed her arms and looked down at the person inside the death cell.

She used to call her “Sister Qingmeng” with such affection, only to nearly die at this woman’s hands in the end. She was truly curious—why Qingmeng!

Hearing this question, Qingmeng slowly raised her eyes, a mocking smile appearing on her lips. “Betrayal?”

“Heh…” Qingmeng let out a light chuckle.

“From the beginning, when I joined Chu Li’s faction, I had an ulterior motive. Rather than saying I’ve betrayed you now, it would be more accurate to say that I disguised myself well and earned all of your trust.”

“Furuan, do you know who I am?”

Mu Yunjin had been quietly listening to Qingmeng, but when she suddenly heard the name “Furuan,” her body froze, and her eyes revealed a hint of shock.

“Who are you?”

Qingmeng stood up from the ground and walked to the cell door, grabbing the bars. “I am the Earth Deity Youlan True Lord from the Underworld’s Youfu Residence. A thousand years ago, it was you who took away Siqing, whom I adored, and in the end, you even caused me to die a miserable death in a fire furnace!”

Youlan…

Mu Yunjin didn’t know how to describe the astonishment in her heart at this moment.

This person had been completely forgotten by her, to the extent that even in some memories, not a trace of this person would flash by.

Unexpectedly, they would meet in this lifetime…

Youlan True Lord, the woman who, to separate her and Siqing, had conspired with Lengyuan to hunt her down mercilessly.

“Remembered me now?” Qingmeng sneered.

Mu Yunjin looked at her without speaking.

“In this lifetime, I was reborn with my memories intact. I never expected to be a whole generation older than Siqing—in this era, it would be impossible to marry him. Later, I tried every means to get close to Siqing, and finally succeeded, becoming the medical woman by his side.”

“Originally, living in such close companionship was quite good, but I never expected that you would appear again!”

“Furuan, from the moment you appeared, I wanted to kill you, but I was worried that you two might recover your memories at any time, so I didn’t act rashly. Instead, I was genuinely sincere to you.”

“Like this, I deceived everyone, even you were fooled, calling me ‘Sister Qingmeng’ so affectionately. Don’t you find yourself ridiculous now?”

“The moment I found out you were pregnant, I was smiling on the surface, but in my heart, I wanted to tear you to pieces. From that time, I began planning the strychnine incident.”

“Then I met Lengyuan, and I knew the best opportunity had come.”

“You obediently drank the pregnancy-stabilizing medicine I gave you. According to my plan, you should have been dead by now…”

At this point, Qingmeng’s face suddenly became ferocious and hideous. “Why, why are you still alive?”

“It’s all because of you, you slut! The mask I’ve worn for many years, once removed, can never be put back on!”

Mu Yunjin finally understood everything. She touched her ear and smiled at Qingmeng. “You’re impressive, disguising yourself for so long. It must have been exhausting, Sister Qingmeng?”

Hearing this, Qingmeng’s body trembled.

What she hated most wasn’t this, but that despite having Youlan’s memories, she didn’t have Youlan’s abilities.

She had been reborn through reincarnation, but apart from her memories, everything else about her was the same as an ordinary mortal, without even a trace of spiritual power.

In other words, compared to Furuan and the others, she was just a useless person.

“Why am I still alive?” Mu Yunjin repeated this question.

“That’s because I need to live to kill you a second time!” Mu Yunjin’s eyes suddenly turned fierce, sweeping sharply toward Qingmeng.

Qingmeng’s body trembled violently.

Then, she suddenly began screaming hysterically, “Furuan, you can’t kill me! If I can be reborn once, there can be a second time, a third time. Sooner or later, you will die at my hands!”

“No, no, no, why would I give you a chance to be reborn?” Mu Yunjin smiled with exceptional gentleness.

Qingmeng stared wide-eyed at Mu Yunjin.

“Anyway, you have no value to me now…” Mu Yunjin maintained a faint smile on her face, her tone completely casual.

As Qingmeng listened, she felt a chill from her head to the soles of her feet.

Mu Yunjin gradually withdrew her smile, her eyes seeping with cold light. She clenched her fist, then gathered true energy in her palm.

Gradually, a ball of black light formed in her palm.

Mu Yunjin’s eyes contained no emotion, only overflowing with intense killing intent.

Qingmeng didn’t beg for mercy either, resignedly closing her eyes.

“Princess, wait!” A voice came from outside the door.

Mu Yunjin turned to look and saw that the newcomer was Song Chun.

After approaching, Song Chun looked at Mu Yunjin with determination in his eyes. “Can I avenge Zixiang with my own hands?”

Since learning that the murderer was Qingmeng, Song Chun had been holding back for a long time. Only when he sensed the flow of true energy here did he rush in.

Mu Yunjin looked at Song Chun, smiled slightly, and nodded.

After receiving confirmation, Song Chun, with fiery eyes, drew the sword he carried and swept it toward Qingmeng inside the death cell.

“Swish…”

The sound of tearing flesh.

Song Chun’s sword pierced directly into Qingmeng’s chest, penetrating her body.

Qingmeng let out a muffled groan and slightly opened her eyes.

“This sword is for Zixiang.”

After speaking, Song Chun pulled out the sword, then quickly thrust again, in the same position on the chest.

“This sword is for the Prince and Princess, as a loyal subordinate.”

Qingmeng had been stabbed twice in succession without making a sound, but blood had already spread all over the ground, and her consciousness was gradually becoming scattered.

In this life, she still lived with such resentment.

In the end, just like when she died in the fire furnace years ago, she was filled with hatred.

Hadn’t heaven given her a chance?

If she hadn’t taken that wrong final step, and instead had properly served as Siqing’s subordinate, wouldn’t life have been good?

At least, she would have had some value to him.

Unfortunately, she realized too late.

If only, if only she could start over again…

Thinking this, Qingmeng felt her consciousness gradually slipping away, and she was about to close her eyes.

In the moment of closing her eyes, she saw that ball of black light in Mu Yunjin’s hand rushing toward her…

“Bang…”

A loud noise erupted inside the death cell.

Qingmeng’s body was hit by the palm energy released by Mu Yunjin, and in an instant, her entire body turned to ashes, leaving nothing behind…

This process was so quick that even Song Chun didn’t have time to react.

“Princess, what was that?” Song Chun didn’t quite understand.

“Grinding bones to dust.”

After saying these four words, Mu Yunjin walked out of the death cell.

It was more than just grinding bones to dust; she had completely shattered Qingmeng’s three hun and seven po souls. From now on, this person would no longer exist in the world, nor would this soul exist in the realm of reincarnation.

After leaving the death cell, the sunlight made Mu Yunjin feel a bit dizzy.

That move just now had consumed too much of her energy and vital essence. Now she felt somewhat light-headed.

“Princess, are you alright?” Song Chun asked as they walked out of the death cell.

Mu Yunjin shook her head.

…

By the time they returned to the front, Chu Li had already come back from the palace.

Seeing Mu Yunjin, Chu Li looked at her. “How did it go?”

Seeing Chu Li, Mu Yunjin immediately put on a stern face and looked at him with puffed cheeks. “Another mess caused by your romantic entanglements!”

“What nonsense is this?” Chu Li didn’t quite understand her meaning.

Mu Yunjin sat down nearby, crossed her arms, and wore an unhappy expression. “Lengyuan was a romantic entanglement you caused, and Youlan was also a romantic entanglement you caused. In the end, I’m the one who suffers!”

Hearing the name Youlan, Chu Li frowned, understanding the gist of it.

“Look, have any of my romantic entanglements ever troubled you?” Mu Yunjin’s little face crumpled as she glared at Chu Li.

Chu Li didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He walked over, directly hoisted her over his shoulder, and walked toward the bedroom.