Muke watched the embroiderer wave away the crow with her claws and rush towards the medical girl. He no longer hesitated, picked up the medical girl and ran away.

Behind him, Crow caught up with Xiu Niang again and fought with her, but after all, he was just a guard and could not exorcise ghosts.

Muke looked back and saw that he was knocked away again, and got up again...well, this time he couldn't get up.

"You run first!"

Muke turned around and ran in the direction of the wedding ghost. With her light body technique, she could run much faster than ordinary people.

But she was so distraught that she had already taken a risk once by rescuing the doctor girl, and now she actually turned back to save a stranger.

When did she become such a saint?

She didn't know, but she was already in front of the embroiderer.

When Xiu Niang saw her running back, she slowly lowered her hand that was about to kill Crow and walked towards Muke.

Muke was not polite and knelt down with a "thump".

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have cut off the wedding dress you worked so hard to sew! I don't ask for your forgiveness for destroying such a beautiful wedding dress, but please don't vent your hatred on other people and show off your anger at anything.

Come with me, I'm the one who ruined the wedding dress."

Muke's voice was sonorous and powerful, and her tone was sincere and serious. A big halo of "sacrifice yourself for others" shrouded her head.

But when she lowered her head, her eyes were cold.

Although she didn't know what was so special about the wedding dress, she was sure that the embroiderer looked like this because of the wedding dress.

Even if an apology like this cannot completely restore the situation, it should buy some time.

Sure enough, the embroiderer started to laugh strangely: "Are you apologizing to me?"

"Yes. This matter itself is my fault, but I really didn't mean to cut it, but the prince and I had an agreement." No matter what, let's give him a backing first.

Muke didn't believe that "the embroiderer is a ghost" could be hidden from everyone. There must be someone behind it!

And the sickly prince who transferred away the heavenly master and left behind the crow who couldn't drive away ghosts - Gu Ci is the most suspicious person.

After all, even if Gu Ci couldn't stand the black-robed Celestial Master staying next to her, wouldn't there be no other Celestial Master in the huge Prince's Mansion?

Moreover, it has been so long?

None of the Celestial Masters from the Prime Minister's Mansion came. Instead, there must be at least a medical woman and a doctor on duty. Where is the doctor?

Just happened to have an urgent need to urinate?

She doesn't believe it!

Gu Ci kept saying that he would let go, but he turned around and sent ghosts to her door.

Muke wanted to laugh a little.

It is true that I will let go, but instead of canceling the engagement, I will cancel it like a widower.

Yes, my wife is gone. Isn’t it natural that the wedding will be cancelled?

Muke felt a huge sense of disobedience in her heart. She only felt that she knew the real Gu Ci, and the real Gu Ci would not treat her like this.

Even if she rejected him many times.

The embroiderer walked up to Muke, her strange laughter stopped, and there was resentment in her voice: "Your Highness, do you know? How many women's lives are behind this wedding dress? My mother, my sister, my sister

, and other young girls, including myself of course. They worked day and night to make this wedding dress, and died suddenly!"

Muke felt his nails piercing her back and heart little by little. As long as he applied a little more force, the embroiderer could dig out her heart.

"This precious wedding dress is gone with just a flick of the scissors... Human life is really despised, and all I need to do now is cut off my nails like this, and our noble princess will be like the untouchables like us.

Both will die...so, only human life is equal, isn't it?"

Muke did not choose to resist, because she knew that the only thing she could use was the lightening technique.

I don’t know why, when he was on the verge of death, Muke was extremely calm.

"Actually, I sympathize with you and envy you."

Pulling out her nails slightly, the embroiderer's voice sounded puzzled: "Envy?"

Xiu Niang was not surprised to sympathize with her. After all, her experience was really miserable.

But what is envy all about?

Muke has died so many times, and it is impossible for her not to have some understanding of this game. For example, she knows that the bun on Xiu Niang's head can only be worn by married women.

"Because no matter what, you once made an oath to each other with the one you love. You drank a glass of wine together and made a wish to grow old together. And I... you may not believe it when I say it. You, me, including the guards lying there

So what happened is a trap set up by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the purpose is to teach me, a woman who dares to reject him, a death lesson."

Muke's voice was originally soft, but due to blood loss, her voice was even lower, almost like crying.

"Although I am the legitimate daughter of a high family and enjoy many privileges that ordinary people do not have, I have also lost a lot of things. I have been taught since I was a child what I can and cannot do. I am very happy, provided that I follow the rules.

Once I try to step out of the rules... that's what happens now."

Muke felt that the nails were completely withdrawn, and the persuasion was effective!

Sure enough, tragic stories are the ones that can best arouse sympathy.

"But to be honest, I don't resent anyone, including the prince, and you, too. I just think... the guard doesn't deserve to die, he did nothing wrong. Just kill me, as long as you promise me to let him go.

"

Muke felt that she was really a white lotus. If she didn't give her some sad melody, it would be a disgrace to her performance.

"Kill me and make me completely free."

Muke deliberately bit the tip of his tongue, squeezed out a little blood, raised his head and showed a sad smile, filled with desire for freedom and helplessness against fate.

The embroiderer took one step back, two steps, and then... ran away.

She doesn't seem to know what to do?

Kill the poor princess in front of you...to complete your revenge?

Although the princess cut this wedding dress, was she really wrong?

Does she really have to marry the prince and ruin the rest of her life?

Is a princess like this really happier than low-class people like them?

What should she do?

Muke knew he was saved, so he tried to get up, but he couldn't get up.

She lost too much blood. She had been treated with bloodletting, stabbed in the back of her heart, and bit the tip of her tongue. She was still able to perform well, and she felt that she was full of vitality and tenacity.

"Your Highness the Crown Princess!" the medical woman's voice sounded. She was probably always there, but she just didn't dare to appear in front of the embroiderer.

"Help the Crown Princess in!"

Muke saw the crow helping her. She couldn't get up, but the crow got up. Is this the legendary exchange of equal value?
Chapter completed!