As soon as he finished speaking, the guards behind him immediately came forward to hold Qiucao.
Xiaohong, who was shocked by what she saw before her, came to her senses and immediately opened her arms to block her.
Qiucao calmly pushed Xiaohong away, suppressing the tightness in her chest that she could barely breathe, and even smiled, "Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to just kill me?"
"Destroy you? You have a beautiful thought. Should the queen say to let you out of the palace next?" Mu Zhaochu said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I haven't tortured you enough, former Princess Mu."
Qiucao's face instantly turned pale, and she was nailed there, unable to move for a long time.[
Former Princess Mu?
By the way, to Mu Zhaozhen, she is indeed the former Princess Mu.
The Queen Mother once mentioned to her that the Third Prince was definitely not the kind of person who would turn around and turn around. She didn't take it to heart at the time, and she didn't understand why the Queen Mother would suddenly come and say such things to her.
Now that I think about it, everything has become clearer.
The Queen Mother had reminded her long ago that Mu Zhaozhu could not be interested in the woman who once belonged to Mu Zi, not to mention that her true identity was not Li Yingrong?
Everything is clearly laid out, isn't it?
For Mu Zhaochu, at first, she was a pawn to deal with Mu Zi, but now, she is just a tool for him to vent his anger towards the dead Mu Zi.
Qiucao raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes blank and unfocused.
This man obviously didn't look like Mu Zi, and his personality was completely different from Mu Zi. Why did she always mistake him for Mu Zi? On the contrary, she didn't have any feelings for the man who was locked up in the dungeon before.
No?
Qiucao doesn't understand herself at all.
Mu Zhaoxuan looked at her, with a ferocious expression on his face as if he were a demon, and asked the two guards beside Qiucao, "Why don't you do it quickly? What are you doing with the pestle? Do you want to lose your head?"
The two guards did not dare to hesitate any longer, and stepped forward to look at Qiucao apologetically and restrain her.
Qiucao gently pulled her arm away from the guard and said, "You don't need to do anything, I will leave on my own."
She glanced at Mu Zhaozhu with despair. She straightened her back, turned around, endured the dizziness, stared straight ahead, step by step, and walked out without looking back once.