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"You only saw the black mark on his neck and concluded that he was poisoned. Why not consider that someone might have done this after his death? Couldn’t they have administered poison after he died? This poison conveniently wouldn’t enter the stomach, but it must go through the throat. Therefore, a superficial examination would lead one to conclude he died of food poisoning. Moreover, he still has unchewed Orchid Beans in his mouth."
In truth, Xia Muxin was puzzled. If there really was such a foolish enemy, she would have laughed to the heavens. This was something that could be judged from the surface; such actions seemed to harm her but were actually helping him.
"By the way, tell me how much silver you all received from each other. You eat more salt than I do rice, yet you’re foolishly conspicuous. Isn’t this clearly digging your own grave?"
She then turned her attention to the large Zhao Family entourage.
At that moment, an unexpected visitor arrived at the Yamen—the man in white from yesterday.
Upon entering the Yamen, he cupped his fists and nodded respectfully to Xiao Yan before saying, "Zhao Dabiao was killed by his wife, who then moved the body to create a false impression of food poisoning." After speaking, he flashed a charming smile at Xia Muxin.
Xia Muxin felt an inexplicable shiver and turned her face away.
Finally, Ye Feng and Su Yan-Chu arrived and directly escorted Xia Muxin out, leaving the remaining matters to a sorrowful-looking Xiao Yan. Were these three men here to put on a show?
One spoke after another, and soon they had taken Xia Muxin away, mainly because he had nodded in agreement...
Once outside the Yamen, the man in white’s gaze shifted between Xia Muxin and Ye Feng, causing Xia Muxin to furrow her brows as she wished to leave quickly. Unexpectedly, he suddenly said, "Miss Muxin, Ye Boss is not suitable for you."
After saying that, he turned and left with long strides, hands behind his back.
Ye Feng looked at Xia Muxin awkwardly, his expression troubled, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Su Yan-Chu was filled with rage. When did Muxin get involved with this Ye Feng?
Xia Muxin was even more confused. She decided to treat the man's words as nonsense and tried to smooth things over by saying, "Boss Ye, don't listen to that person. He probably has a problem with his eyesight. You could be my uncle now, right?"
Uh...
Speaking of uncles, she couldn't help but think of Shen Muhan. She lowered her gaze, twisting her hands nervously and glancing around uneasily.
In fact, Ye Feng was thinking the same thing. Shen Muhan was a year older than him; wasn't he also her uncle?
But he ultimately kept that thought to himself.
He was afraid that if he said it out loud, they wouldn't even be able to remain ordinary friends.
Soon after, Xia Muxin hired a carriage to go home. After spending a night in that cell, she felt covered in an odd smell. If she walked back, she might end up stinking even more. Besides, she sensed that both Ye Feng and Su Yan-Chu were acting strangely, so it was better to leave early.
Inside the carriage, Xia Muxin was dozing off when suddenly, the carriage jolted violently and came to a halt. Instantly, all drowsiness vanished. She pulled back the curtain, only to find the driver missing. Instead, a dark figure stood before her, exuding a chilling aura that reminded Xia Muxin of the cold wind she had felt last night at midnight.
Furrowing her brows, she got straight to the point:
“Zhao Si was killed by you.”
Though it sounded like a question, her tone was filled with certainty.
“Don’t you want to ask how you might meet your end?”
As soon as she finished speaking, a cold female voice responded. The woman was also dressed in black, and both of them revealed only their eyes. Xia Muxin stared into those eyes but couldn’t match them with any face she had seen before.
Remaining calm and unhurried, Xia Muxin stepped out of the carriage and saw the driver lying in a nearby thicket. Noticing his hunched back, she could faintly sense he was still breathing; it seemed he had merely been knocked unconscious.
“Speak up. Before I die, I deserve to know why, don’t I?”
She casually tugged on the reins, raising an eyebrow at the two figures in black.
However, her seemingly careless action did not escape the notice of the man in black. He swiftly sheathed his knife, and with a single stroke, severed the reins in her hand. Bringing the knife to his lips and blowing on it, he coldly remarked:
“This knife can cut through iron like mud, yet it prefers to carve delicate faces and small chests...” As he spoke, his lewd gaze traveled down Xia Muxin’s pretty face.
Xia Muxin swallowed hard, her palms breaking out in a cold sweat. She had no doubt about the man’s words; moreover, any slight movement on her part could very well lead to that next strike landing on her face or somewhere else entirely.
"Well, this knife is as despicable as its owner; I can't help but want to throw it into the furnace and melt it down to be remade."
What a joke. Would she not be able to ride without Reins? After all, she came from a special forces background in her previous life, and her explosive power should not be underestimated.
As she spoke, she made her move. With a flick of her sleeve, several peanuts flew out and struck the faces of the two men in black. Seizing the opportunity, she jumped onto the horse's back. With a squeeze of her legs against the horse's belly, it reared back and neighed loudly before galloping away.
The carriage was now connected to the horse, the wheels and axle making a rumbling sound.
Seeing this, one of the men in black drew his knife and leaped into the air, directly pursuing Xia Muxin. She dared not look back but could still feel that chilling presence behind her. A smirk appeared on her lips as she grabbed another handful of peanuts and flung them back. These were all taken from Yamen for self-defense; after all, her throwing skills were top-notch, almost always hitting the target.
The man was struck again, this time not just on his face but also in his eyes. Although it didn't hurt much, it was quite uncomfortable, especially since he was flying against the wind.
In a moment, his right eye turned red and blurry.
Of course, these peanuts were not just ordinary peanuts; they had been laced with powder. Ever since being locked up in Zhao Family Dungeon last time, Xia Muxin had made sure to carry some medicinal powder with her at all times. While it wouldn’t be fatal, it would certainly make things difficult for her opponent.
In fact, she had anticipated an assassination attempt or something similar on her way back, so she had prepared thoroughly inside the carriage.
Suddenly, something flew toward her. Xia Muxin felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively sidestepped to avoid it. However, this slowed her down just enough for the man in black to land right in front of her and successfully halt the horse's gallop.
Xia Muxin was initially furious, but when she looked at the man’s eyes—swollen like fists—she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"If it weren't for the orders above insisting that you suffer more than death, I would truly want to kill you right now."
The figure in black had a somewhat blurred vision, but Xia Muxin's laughter was too prominent to ignore, even if she tried.
At that moment, the woman caught up, panting heavily. Xia Muxin looked at her and concluded that this woman had no martial arts skills. The image of her eyes flashed through Xia Muxin's mind, sending a chill down her spine. Seizing the opportunity while the man's attention was still diverted, she swiftly turned around and executed a few strange movements. With a quick motion, she yanked the woman's veil off her face.
"Who are you?"
Seeing that face, Xia Muxin felt anger rise within her. She drew a small curved dagger from her waist and slashed it toward the woman's face, coldly demanding an answer.
"Hehehe... I am Xia Muxin."
The woman smirked with a proud and seductive smile. With a casual movement from the man in black, she easily dodged Xia Muxin's strike.
Xia Muxin spun around, barely managing to steady herself as she stared at the identical face before her, her fists clenched tightly.
"Damn it," she thought. Of all things to collide with, why did it have to be someone who looked just like her? She refused to believe that there could be another twin sister in this world.
"What's wrong? Confused about who you are, who your mother is, and who I am?"
The woman covered her mouth and let out a sharp laugh before turning coldly to Xia Muxin, pressing forward with her questions.
"Heh, I am me, my mother is my mother, but you are not you."
Upon hearing this, Xia Muxin laughed as well, retorting without mercy.
She could probably guess their intentions; the reason it felt worse than death was that they wanted her to witness them taking everything from her, including her career, family, and loved ones...
"I am you."
The woman was not angry; instead, she laughed wildly and said sweetly.
In that moment, Xia Muxin felt her body stiffen as she was struck at a pressure point, and then darkness enveloped her.
"Hehehe, Xia Muxin, you will never defeat me. Everything you hold dear will belong to me, it will all be mine, hahahaha..."
*
When she woke up again, Xia Muxin found that only her eyes could move. Her limbs were intact, her tongue was fine, yet she was unable to move like a person in a vegetative state. She tried to make a sound but could not produce even a whisper.
"Hehe, do I look like you?"
At that moment, a female voice echoed. The voice sounded almost identical to hers. When she lifted her gaze, it was as if she were looking into a mirror; everything about the woman—the clothes and hairstyle—was exactly the same as hers had been before.
Even the way the eyes sparkled mirrored her own. At that moment, she herself felt that this was the real her.
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