Seeing this, Ling Mulao smiled softly: "Master Mu, do you think Mu Rao drugged you?"

"If it's not you, then who is it?"

"If it were me, would you still be so sober at this moment? You have already been in a daze and dreamed of drunkenness. I have put the antidote in the wine I just drank."

When Mu Qingye heard what Ling Mulao said, he knew in his heart that it really couldn't be this woman.

He frowned and became even more confused. He had experienced such a situation before, but Hua Qingyue was already dead. Could it be...

"Also, when Yi Shuixiang and Wu Hua Lan meet, they are not only an aphrodisiac, but also a poison."

As if not seeing the gloomy look on Mu Qingye's face, Ling Mulao smiled and continued calmly.

"This kind of poison will cause a woman to become pregnant, but after the child is full term, the toxicity will gradually take effect, eventually killing both of them!"

After hearing Ling Mulao's explanation, Mu Qingye slapped his palm on the table, and immediately the mahogany round table shattered into pieces with a "bang~" sound.

"It's unreasonable. Someone dares to use this method in Quqi Villa. I will definitely find this person and cut him into pieces."

There was bloodthirsty murderous intent in his bright eyes, and his handsome face became ferocious with hatred and regret.

It turned out that he had misunderstood. Hua Qingyue's death was not caused by Chen'er, but by him...

Until this moment, he could still clearly remember those two looks, complete despair, like deathly silence, which hurt his heart.

"Chen'er..."

Mu Qingye took steps to leave, but heard a sneer from Ling Mulao behind him.

"Master Mu, after so many years, does it still make sense now?"

His footsteps suddenly stopped, and his figure froze in mid-air. After a while, he slowly turned back.

Indeed, how can the wounds of the past be healed now? We have vowed to each other, but there is not even that little bit of trust.

"Why doesn't she explain?"

In the faint voice, Mu Qingye seemed to be asking himself, and also seemed to be asking Ling Muchao.

"If you were Yi Luochen, would you still explain?" Ling Mulao twitched the corners of her lips, feeling inexplicably sad: "Mu Qingye, you are not worthy of her!"

"Yes, I am not worthy of her, but in the end she still chose to leave!"

He was obviously an indifferent person, but at this moment, Mu Qingye's voice was low and depressed, and his eyes were shining with a faint light.

"You are wrong. Yiluochen never left you, but you brought each other closer and closer. Do you still remember that child?"

"Could it be..."

Before Mu Qingye finished speaking, Ling Mulao had already said, "Yes, that's your and Yiluochen's child, your child!"

"…"

As soon as the words fell, it was like a bolt from the blue. Mu Qingye was stunned. His thin lips were unable to utter a single word, and his fingers gradually tightened.

Heartbreaking, heart-breaking pain could not describe his mood at this moment, as if he was numb and stiff as a stone.

Two streams of hot and cold air collided in the body, and blood surged in the chest. There was a "pop~" sound, and the blood soaked on the purple robe, as enchanting as a red plum.

"Haha~"

Suddenly, Mu Qingye looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter was cold and bone-chilling. Tears welled up in his eyes and hovered in the sky.

On the second day, Quqi Villa was in chaos.

Everyone who entered Ling Mulao's room yesterday, regardless of gender, young or old, as long as they were implicated, were thrown into the sky jail and tortured to extract confessions.
Chapter completed!