Mu Lianrong silently lifted her gaze, fixing it on the critical spot at the back of the Crown Prince, Qin Jinxiu.
This time, just like when her mother and second brother died in an accident years ago, and her eldest brother died mysteriously on the battlefield, would this large vendetta end in oblivion? She had guessed the mastermind behind the scenes, but without evidence, how could she exact revenge?
Mu Lianrong, with eyes lowered, knitted her brows slightly.
Behind the long eyelashes, her eyes reflected a fierce hatred. However, as her gaze shifted, she repressed it.
"The Mu Family will never commit treason!"
Those words once spoken by Mu Xiong, now felt like a shackle, making Mu Lianrong feel suffocated. The Mu Family, with all its loyalty and righteousness, what has it received in return?
The hand holding the reins clenched tightly, but Mu Lianrong still maintained a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth, not allowing any of the killing intent around her to leak out.
