Su Wan ignored him and continued: "Before she got married, she had a private life-long arrangement with the legitimate son of the Mu family. Unfortunately, she eventually married the emperor, became a concubine, and eventually died of depression."
Su Wan said with tears in her eyes and looked at Mu Chen excitedly: "Don't come here, you can already see red blood flowing out of your neck."
Mechen always looked at her carefully, staring at her face: "What do you want to do? Say it, Wan'er."
Su Wan sneered, tears hanging on her trembling eyelashes: "You are the legitimate son of the Mu family, my face is quite useful to you, right?"
As he spoke, he moved the hairpin to his face.
Mu Chen was a little excited: "Wan'er."
"I want you to do something for me, or I will destroy this face." Su Wan stared at Mu Chen, her eyes flashing crazily.
Mu Chen nodded quickly, fearing that his face would be scratched if he agreed too late: "Put it down, and I will promise you whatever you say."
It was too late to say, but it was too soon to see Mu Chen move quickly to Su Wan's side, snatching the hairpin from her hand, and hugging her tightly, his hands still shaking a little.
He buried his face in her neck: "Wan'er, you scared me to death, scared me to death."
Su Wansheng helplessly let him hold her in his arms: "If you can't look like this face, I will definitely destroy it."
How dare Mu Chen not agree? He quickly nodded: "Okay, you say, as long as it is what you say, I will agree."
Su Wan looked forward with hatred in her eyes: "I want the Song family's life, I want Song Yu's life."
As he talked, tears fell down, and his feelings became excited: "Ze'er, my Ze'er, why, why is he so cruel? That's his child too!"
Su Wan now not only hated the Song family, but also the emperor.
"Okay, I promise you."
Su Wan suddenly calmed down, but her eyes were still scarlet: "I want you to bring their heads to see me."
"Okay, okay, okay, as long as you don't do anything to hurt yourself, I promise you anything," Mu Chen felt his heart beating wildly, and he almost lost the most important thing to him.
"I'll give you three days. If I haven't seen their heads in three days, I'll go down and stay with my Ze'er." Su Wan was already a little confused and was talking nonsense.
"What's the matter with Imperial Master Muchen coming to see me?" Feng Chuyi looked at the man with a gloomy face.
Mu Chen looked at Feng Chuyi coldly: "Did you let Wan'er know?"
Feng Chuyi frowned: "What are you talking about, Master Imperial Master? What's wrong with the mother-in-law?"
Feng Chuyi clutched her chest and sat up from the bed with difficulty. The worried expression on her face didn't look fake.
Mu Chen stared at Feng Chuyi sharply with eyes like a falcon, and then he looked back: "It's best not to let me know that you did it."
Feng Chuyi became anxious at this time: "What are you talking about, Master Imperial Master? What happened to my mother-in-law?"
Mu Chen looked at him for a while and said, "She knows that Feng Chuze is dead."
Feng Chuyi was shocked: "Who said that?"
Mu Chen snorted coldly, his expression dark and unclear: "If I knew, why would I come to see the second prince?"
"How is the mother-in-law?" Feng Chuyi's face flashed with an anxious look.
"She is fine now. She just asked me to deliver the Song family's heads within three days."