Chapter 3: If You Want Me to Marry in Place of Someone Else, You Must Cut Ties!

Despite feeling confused, Mu Ling, the heir to the medical lineage, quickly accepted the situation. She decided to take things one step at a time, no matter whether she faced gods or monsters.

The most important thing right now was not to get entangled in these matters but to save the Crown Prince’s life. Whether he could live healthily was the source of change for the fate of Great Yan!

It seemed she could no longer delay; she needed to cut through the chaos and leave this marquis’s residence first.

Mu Ling got up and exited the room. It was better not to look, but upon seeing outside… she felt a burning desire to destroy the marquis’s residence.

The outer room of this side chamber was covered in talisman papers!

Could this be something her biological parents would do? After all, she was their own daughter! How could they humiliate her like this?

Especially her father, Mu Zonghui—did he not understand the rumors about her being a worthless girl? Why treat her so cruelly?!

Forget it, if they were heartless, then she wouldn’t be merciful either!

“The marquis and madam have instructed that you are not allowed to leave, as you would bring misfortune to the marquis’s residence. Otherwise…”

A small servant saw Mu Ling coming out and hurried over to stop her, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

As a servant, he didn’t even address the legitimate young lady properly. Mu Ling’s expression darkened, and before he could finish speaking, she slapped him hard.

Having trained in martial arts, and fueled by the anger from seeing the talisman papers and the servant’s arrogance, Mu Ling used all her strength. The slap sent the servant spinning several times.

“You…” The servant covered his face, looking terrified at the girl before him. As he was about to curse, Mu Ling had no intention of wasting time with him and slapped him again. “What do you mean by ‘you’?! If you don’t want to die, tell your master that I can marry in place of someone else, but they must agree to one condition: write a severance letter with me. Tell them I won’t get on the bridal sedan until I see the severance letter. Otherwise… whoever wants to marry can marry! Also, bring my maid Xiao He, whom my grandfather gave me!”

Thinking of Xiao He, that loyal little girl, she had followed her back to the marquis’s residence but was tortured to death by Mu Fuxing just two days later. Now that she was back, she had to protect Xiao He’s life.

Seeing the servant nodding in a daze, Mu Ling shouted again, “Get lost!”

The servant scrambled away.

Mu Ling turned back to her room, sitting leisurely by the bed while waiting.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the unusually sharp-eared girl heard hurried footsteps approaching, sounding chaotic and filled with rage.

But Mu Ling felt no fear; bring it on, let’s see who is fiercer!

With a loud bang, the door burst open—not just opened, but kicked down in anger, nearly swinging off its hinges.

Oh! They all came, even Aunt Lan followed along. Mu Ling quickly scanned the room for Xiao He and, seeing she was unharmed, let out a breath of relief.

The old lady spoke first, “You ungrateful girl, how dare you hit someone? Who gave you the courage?!”

Sushan, the mother of the main wife, followed up, “Ungrateful child, we tell you to marry, and you dare to negotiate conditions?”

The marquis’s elder son supported Mu Fuxing and stood behind them. Mu Ling looked at the two young men before her and felt nauseous. Last time, these two beasts had treated her and Fuxing cruelly just for their master’s whims, and it wasn’t just once.

Mu Ling’s gaze turned sharper and more vicious. Perhaps her stare was too terrifying, as Mu Yao stepped forward, raising a hand to hit her. “You worthless girl, what kind of look is that? Are you looking for death?!”

Just as Mu Fuxing was gleefully waiting to see Mu Ling get beaten, to everyone’s surprise, Mu Ling not only caught Mu Yao’s incoming slap with one hand but also used her other hand to “slap, slap, slap” him across the face four times, saying coldly, “Looking for death? Are you talking about yourself? I’ll tell you, Mu Yao, be polite when you talk to me, or I might just settle the score with you right now. I… will skin you alive! Get lost!”

Mu Ling kicked him away, and after this kick, Mu Yao was already five meters away.

Everyone…

“I don’t want to waste time with you. The dog servant must have told you already, right? If you want me to marry in place of someone else, the precondition is that we must sign a severance letter, and from now on, we will have no familial ties, only hatred!”

“Sister… what’s wrong with you? We are family, how can we sever ties? Even though everyone is scared to approach you, it’s only because you are a worthless girl, born with bad luck, so…”

“Shut up!” Mu Ling had no intention of watching their green tea show any longer. She pointed at Marquis Mu, Aunt Lan, and Mu Fuxing, coldly saying, “Am I a worthless girl? Others might not know, but don’t you three know what’s going on? Do you want me to find that master you bribed and confront you face to face about how I became a worthless girl?”

Seeing the faces of the three turn pale, Mu Ling knew they couldn’t comprehend how she knew the truth.

“Don’t think that what you did was hidden from me. I tell you, I know everything, and I understand everything. The reason I haven’t exposed your lies is that I want you to reap what you sow in the future! Also… who is the lucky star, and who is the worthless girl? That’s still uncertain. We have plenty of time ahead!”

After Mu Ling spoke, she felt that continuing to waste words with them was too boring. She needed to focus on more important matters; she still had to go to the Eastern Palace to save lives.

“Will you write the severance letter or not? If not, then I’ll return to the Grand General’s residence. However, let’s be clear: once I leave the marquis’s residence, if you want me to return… that’ll be a dream! So, how about it? Will you sign the severance letter?”

Everyone was stunned for a long time before finally reacting from their shock. The old lady was about to step forward to hit Mu Ling but was firmly held back by Marquis Mu…

“Mother, please calm down. Let me handle this,” Marquis Mu said, lowering his voice. “Mother, we must focus on the big picture. First, let her agree to marry the sickly prince; that’s what matters.”

He thought his voice was only audible to the two of them, but little did he know, Mu Ling heard him clearly without effort.

“Ha ha, Marquis Mu, you really have the audacity to call His Royal Highness a sickly prince. How? Do you not even respect the Crown Prince? You must not forget, His Royal Highness… he is the treasure of the emperor and empress, their beloved! Also, when His Royal Highness was not ill, he was the God of War for our Great Yan! You are just a small marquis; where do you get the courage to call him a sickly prince?”

“You! You ungrateful wretch! When did I say His Royal Highness is a sickly prince? Don’t spout nonsense, you worthless girl, trying to drag the marquis’s residence down with you?”

Mu Ling laughed, the smile on her face captivating everyone, “Marquis Mu, I have no intention of wasting time with you. Just give me a straight answer: will you give me the severance letter or not?”

“Old master…” Sushan spoke again, “Since this worthless girl wants to sever ties with us, let’s grant her wish. What are you hesitating for? Once we cut ties with this worthless girl, we will certainly live better.”

Mu Ling looked at Sushan as if she were a fool. This woman was not only cold-hearted but also incredibly foolish.

“Well… fine, but since you’ve severed ties with us, tomorrow when you marry, there will be no dowry at all.” Marquis Mu hesitated for just a moment before coldly stating.

Mu Ling recalled the so-called dowry from last time, where the fifteen sedan chairs were filled with old clothes and used jewelry. Some clothes had even been worn by servants, carrying the scent of dust. To prevent the empress from knowing, Marquis Mu had threatened her fiercely right before she got on the sedan, warning her not to tell anyone about the dowry, saying that once she arrived at the Eastern Palace, he would lock all those dowry items in his private treasury.

If it weren’t for her grandfather adding ten sedan chairs of dowry last time, she would have been humiliated to death.