"Yun Rong, is this all you've got!" Yun Shuniàn's tone was filled with mockery, though her heart felt deeply unsettled.
"Yun Shuniàn, what do you know! You're the third party between me and Mu Qi!" Yun Rong turned to face Yun Shuniàn, like a mad dog barking at her.
"It's all your fault! Because of you, Mu Qi doesn't want me anymore!" Yun Rong became increasingly frenzied, tears streaming down her face, yet her lips curved upwards.
At this moment, Yun Rong's sanity had completely fractured.
"Our matters have nothing to do with Yun Shuniàn. Let her go first, and we'll talk properly."
Mu Qi glanced at the knife in Yun Rong's hand, then softened his demeanor, speaking to her.
"We'll talk properly?" Yun Rong seemed to have lost focus, murmuring in confusion.
"Yes, we'll talk properly." Mu Qi looked at Yun Shuniàn's still bleeding wound, his voice trembling slightly.
"Okay, we'll talk properly." Yun Rong responded, her expression vacant.
Seeing this, Mu Qi continued, "Put down the knife in your hand, and we'll talk outside."
"Knife?" Yun Rong looked at her own hand with bewilderment, but her gaze accidentally met Yun Shuniàn's crescent-shaped eyes.
Yun Rong asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"
Everyone's hearts tightened at Yun Rong's words.
"You're my substitute!"
Looking at Yun Rong's face, Yun Shuniàn felt an urge to tear her flesh apart, piece by piece.
"But now that I'm back, Mu Qi can only have me," Yun Rong's expression suddenly turned fierce.
"Stop! Yun Rong, let her go. You can have anything you want." Mu Qi, who had been constantly watching the knife in Yun Rong's hand, looked solemn, though inwardly terrified.
"No, no, no..." Yun Rong shook her head.
"If I let her go, Mu Qi, you'll definitely skin me alive. How can I let her go?" Yun Rong seemed to have grasped something now.
"I won't. Yun Rong, tell me, what is it you truly want?" Mu Qi spoke with stern authority, seeing Yun Shuniàn's wound bleeding more and more, and not wanting to prolong the entanglement with Yun Rong.
"What do I want?" Yun Rong leisurely tapped her lower lip with the index finger of her other hand.
"Hmm, then dig out your heart. I'll carve myself onto your heart, and then you'll be mine alone." Yun Rong looked at Mu Qi with sparkling eyes.
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Yet, Mu Qi unhesitatingly picked up a dagger and pointed it at his own heart.
"Mu Qi, I forbid it!" Yun Shuniàn's eyes widened at Mu Qi's action.
"Mu Qi, leave. I don't need this. I need you alive!" In her past life, she had already owed Mu Qi a life. In this life, she absolutely refused to see such an ending.
"Baby, I love you so much." Mu Qi gave Yun Shuniàn one last deep look, then unhesitatingly pointed the dagger tip towards his own heart.
"Mu Qi!"
In the nick of time, Yun Shuniàn's hands suddenly broke free from the thick ropes, pushed away the knife in Yun Rong's hand, and she lunged towards Mu Qi.
Mu Qi dropped the dagger, saw Yun Rong brandishing the knife at Yun Shuniàn's back, and immediately pulled Yun Shuniàn into his arms, turning them both.
*Shu*, the blade sliced through flesh and blood.
Mu Qi collapsed into Yun Shuniàn's embrace.
Yun Shuniàn's eyes turned red, and she glared at Yun Rong with terrifying sharpness.
Shan Gong, worried that Yun Shuniàn wouldn't be able to support Mu Qi's weight, immediately stepped forward to catch him.
Meanwhile, Yun Shuniàn advanced towards Yun Rong like a vengeful spirit, while Yun Rong, seeing Mu Qi's profusely bleeding wound, retreated step by step.
She hadn't stabbed Yun Shuniàn; she had stabbed Mu Qi.
This realization shattered Yun Rong.
Suddenly, Yun Rong stopped, her gaze filled with hatred as she looked at Yun Shuniàn.
It was all her fault. If not for her, why would she have wanted to eliminate her and commit so many wrongdoings?
If not for Yun Shuniàn, she would have been Mrs. Mu long ago!
Since things had come to this point, if Yun Shuniàn dared to approach, she would drag her down to hell with her!
As Yun Rong thought this, her hands formed claws, ready to rip Yun Shuniàn's throat the moment she got close.
However, to her surprise, before Yun Shuniàn could even approach, she was kicked to the corner of the wall by Yun Shuniàn.
Yun Rong couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then, with Yun Shuniàn's own weight, her elbow struck Yun Rong's chest.
Yun Rong's eyes began to turn white.
Yun Shuniàn's crescent eyes, however, still held a bloodthirsty ferocity.
Mu Qi, some distance away, saw this and immediately threw off Shan Gong's hand: "Shan Gong, don't... don't let her get blood on her hands."
"Young Master, she's safe now. You need immediate medical attention." Shan Gong's hand on Mu Qi's shoulder felt sticky all over. However, when Shan Gong tried to lead Mu Qi away again, Mu Qi shook him off once more.
He knew how much Mu Qi valued Yun Shuniàn, but he couldn't understand why his Young Master would value Yun Shuniàn more than his own life.
Helplessly, Shan Gong went to restrain Yun Shuniàn, but was instead pinned to the ground by her. Shan Gong suppressed his confusion and hurried to stop Yun Shuniàn.
"Yun Shuniàn, wake up! Get the Young Master to treatment first."
Hearing this, Yun Shuniàn's eyes gradually cleared. She immediately released Shan Gong and returned to Mu Qi's side.
"Mu Qi, hang in there, don't fall asleep!" Yun Shuniàn took out her silver needles to stop Mu Qi's bleeding.
"Yun Shuniàn, what are you doing?" Shan Gong's heart leaped into his throat as he watched Yun Shuniàn's actions.
Yun Shuniàn was a notoriously incompetent woman. Was she treating the Young Master's body as an experimental tool!
Shan Gong immediately stepped forward to stop Yun Shuniàn's movements, but was pushed to the ground by Yun Shuniàn.
Shan Gong looked at Yun Shuniàn's figure in disbelief, utterly unable to comprehend why this "incompetent" woman suddenly possessed such strength.
Shan Gong got up and tried to stop Yun Shuniàn again, but was met with Yun Shuniàn's sharp reprimand: "If you still want your Young Master to live, don't disturb me."
He naturally wanted the Young Master to live, but the Yun Shuniàn before him was an incompetent fool. How could she possibly perform any medical arts? How could he entrust the Young Master to her?
Shan Gong still wanted to argue, but suddenly felt a sticky sensation on his hand.