Chapter 13: The Mu Fuxing Siblings Suffer a Humbling

King Jing was clearly disgusted by Mu Fuxing’s words, “The king still has to dine with the imperial sister-in-law and doesn’t have time to discuss who the lucky star is! That… Miss Mu, whether you’re a lucky star or not doesn’t matter. What matters is that you should be responsible for your words. Since you had the courage to shout in the Eastern Palace, you must also have the courage to face the consequences, which could include losing your head. But don’t worry, barring any unforeseen circumstances, your entire family will soon accompany you underground. You won’t be alone in hell for long,” he said lightly, as if discussing trivial matters.

This scared Mu Fuxing to death; she had long lost her previous arrogance and was now kneeling like a dog, pleading desperately.

At this moment, a guard came to her side, expressionless as he dragged her away, “No, no! I’m the lucky star, the lucky star of the Great Yan; you can’t take my head! No… wait, you can take my brother’s head! I’m sure my father would agree, oh, let me go!”

Mu Yao…! Mu Zhu…!

Was this the pampered little sister they had? Not to mention her current wretched state, she was even willing to throw them under the bus when it came to losing heads. Was she even human?!

“Wait!” Mu Ling wasn’t finished enjoying the show yet. “Your Highness King Jing, little princess, since Miss Mu wants her brother to take her place, then let’s grant her wish. After all, when it comes to ‘taking the fall,’ Miss Mu is quite confident. Look, she had me marry the critically ill Crown Prince, and I simply complied, so I’m sure her brothers would agree to take her place.”

Upon hearing Mu Ling’s words, the guard unceremoniously tossed Mu Fuxing to the ground. He then stood expressionlessly, waiting for his masters’ next instruction.

Both King Jing and the little princess struggled to suppress their laughter, nodding in tacit agreement.

Though they agreed, the two young masters from the Mu family did not! What was the point of discussing good fortune when their lives were at stake?

Mu Yao glared with bloodshot eyes, covering his injured hand as he shouted angrily, “You, the daughter of a concubine, why should we take your place?! Your Highness, princess, we don’t agree! The trouble was caused by her, and it was her disrespectful words; it should be her head that rolls!”

Mu Ling coldly watched their disgraceful display, realizing that in the face of life and death, their sibling bond was nothing of value.

But then again, it made sense. The reason they had fawned over Mu Fuxing all their lives, allowing them to humiliate her, was for the so-called good fortune, right? In their hearts, there was no familial love.

In the end, no matter in this life or the last, everything they did was for their own benefit!

At this point, Mu Fuxing was truly enraged! “Mu Yao! You piece of trash, it’s your duty to die for me! I tell you, if I die as the lucky star, my grandmother and my father and mother will make sure you don’t live either! Be smart and quickly plead for the prince to take your head to let me go home, do you hear?!”

Mu Ling laughed as she watched them tear each other apart, realizing this might not end anytime soon. With a thought, she took out three large apples from her space.

“Your Highness King Jing, little princess, here, let’s eat apples while they argue for a while; once they reach a conclusion, we can handle the execution later.”

The little princess’s eyes widened, “Wow, imperial sister-in-law, why are these apples so big? Where did you get them? I’ve never seen such large apples before!”

“Shh, it’s a secret. I’ll tell you later; for now, eat up and see if it’s delicious.”

Mu Ling had already resolved in her heart that she would not keep her space a secret from her family.

The little princess quickly took a bite, “Wow, this is so sweet! Imperial sister-in-law, do you have more of these apples? I want to bring one back for Mother. You don’t know, but Mother’s favorite fruit is apples.”

Thinking of the various fruits in her space, including some that didn’t even exist in this dynasty, Mu Ling nodded as she ate, “Don’t worry; there’s plenty. There are also other fruits, I guarantee they’re all fruits you love.”

The three of them gathered together, discussing fruits, while the three on the ground were still rolling and shouting at each other…

After finishing the apples, Mu Ling took out three cans of soda, “This drink is also very good; do you want to try it?”

This time it wasn’t just the little princess; even King Jing looked at Mu Ling in astonishment, incredulously asking, “Imperial sister-in-law, are you a fairy? Did you conjure all this?”

Mu Ling: “I said it’s a secret; do you want to drink it? If you don’t, I’ll give it to Lang Yi instead.”

Before she could finish her sentence, the soda in her hand had vanished. Looking over, she saw King Jing and the little princess were trying to figure out how to open the soda.

Mu Ling smiled softly; really, at this moment, they were all still alive and could play around together…

“Come, learn from me,” Mu Ling smiled as she demonstrated how to open a can of soda.

“Imperial sister-in-law, what did you just say about drink? Is this the thing?” Perhaps the soda was too shocking, making King Jing act like a curious child.

Mu Ling thought seriously about how to express the meaning of “drink” in this era. After pondering for a long time, she couldn’t find an accurate expression, “Drink means something like water, but it’s water you can drink. How is it? Isn’t it delicious?”

The two understood and nodded enthusiastically, mumbling, “Delicious, delicious, drinks are delicious.”

“Imperial sister-in-law, do you have more of this drink? I want to take one back for the emperor.”

Mu Ling felt warmth in her heart and secretly sighed: These three children of the Empress were truly delightful; not only were they handsome and beautiful, but they also had good feelings and were not selfish.

“Don’t worry, there’s plenty; you’ll be able to take some with you when you leave.”

The three were happily drinking soda when Lang Yi entered, bowing to them, “Your Highness King Jing, Princess, Crown Princess, it’s getting late, and the Crown Prince is still in a coma. It needs to be quiet; what do you think…”

Coma? The three looked at each other; how could the Crown Prince be in a coma? He was perfectly healthy!

Mu Ling glanced at Lang Yi and noticed he winked at her, instantly understanding. It must be that Jun Mohan had heard they were eating and drinking again and was worried.

Mu Ling shot a glance at the siblings who were still cursing at each other, signaling Lang Yi to make them quiet.

Lang Yi instantly understood and shouted loudly, “Shut up! If you make another sound, I’ll chop all of you up!”

Instant silence! They could hear each other breathing.

Mu Ling felt it was time for her to put on a show!

Suddenly, her face filled with concern, and with slightly reddened eyes, she asked, “Lang Yi, is the Crown Prince… is he really not doing well? What did the imperial physician say? How long can he hold on?”

Lang Yi… What should I say?!

Should he answer that the Crown Prince won’t last long? No, that would be disrespectful; saying he was fine and could jump around would also be problematic, disrupting the Crown Princess’s plans.

“Crown Princess, the imperial physician is still in the sleeping quarters. Why don’t… you ask him yourself?” Lang Yi thought he was quite smart for coming up with such a standard answer.

Mu Ling wiped her eyes, which had no tears, and choked out, “Princess, look, they’ve been arguing for so long yet haven’t reached a conclusion. If someone’s going to lose their head, it won’t settle down until the emperor is involved. How about we let them go home for now, and when His Majesty decides, we can handle it?”

The little princess stifled a laugh, coldly looking at the three on the ground, her tone filled with barely concealed disdain, “Look at you all now; how do you differ from beasts? I heard that the three of you have always been united and loving. How is it that you’re fighting over a matter of losing heads? Seriously, fine, I’ll let you go for the sake of my imperial sister-in-law today. As for who loses their head in the end? We’ll let His Majesty decide.”

Lang Yi was amused; how could the little princess speak so lightly about “losing a head”? That was a head! Once it was gone, it would never grow back.

However, Lang Yi didn’t have time to laugh; the Crown Prince was anxious, and he needed to help wrap this farce up quickly.

“Get lost!” Lang Yi crudely chased the siblings away, finally ending the farce.