Chapter 588


    Chapter 588 Feigned Silent and Mute


    Ziyue''s neck was in excruciating pain, but Muchen did not attempt to rx his hold.


    She listened to Muchen''s statement butcked the courage to challenge him. She knew he wouldn''t


    trust a word she said.


    Although Muchen''s intensely dark eyes were locked on Ziyue, he had a depressed expression. The


    man almost appeared possessed and was ignorant that his actions harmed her.


    The pain was making Ziyue''s neck numb. She felt somewhat grateful that he did not immediately


    strangle her since, or she might not have survived.


    She started to resist and mmed her fists into Muchen''s torso.


    When Muchen finally reacted, she scowled sternly and pped her hand away. Ziyue struggled and


    lost her equilibrium. She fell backward and struck her head against the edge of a table. Blood


    immediately spilled out.


    Ziyue experienced pain. A warm warmth went across her face after the ache. When she felt it and


    realized she was bleeding, she reached up to touch it.


    It turned out that she had hit her head and had a wound.


    She observed the blood on her palm. Ziyue turned to face Muchen, who stood there nkly. She stood


    up and moved for the door as if nothing had urred.


    When she passed Muchen, he reached out to stop her. "Where are you going?"


    …


    "To get the servant to call the doctor. I don''t want to die from excessive blood loss," demanded Ziyue.


    She didn''t bother to look at him. Her eyes were fixed elsewhere as if looking at him was unnecessary.


    Muchen''s grip on her loosened and then tightened again. "Without mymand, you are not allowed


    to go anywhere!"


    "Oh, so I can''t even go to call the doctor?" Ziyue finally turned to look at him. She red coldly at him.


    Muchen''s pupils somewhat shrank as he gazed at the blood gushing from her skull. He raised his lips,


    but he remained silent.


    Suddenly, he let go of Ziyue''s hand, turned around, and dialed a phone number.


    "Get here immediately. We are at the Mogwin Castle."


    Ziyue guessed that he had called Doctor Mo.


    She believed that he didn''t care whether she lived or died.


    Ziyue cast a disapproving look and rejected his hand. She made her way to the bathroom.


    She needed to shower first because she didn''t know when Xiyi would arrive. She would be torturing


    herself if she let herself out in the cold with a wound.


    She went directly into the bathroom and showered. Ziyue was careful to avoid her wound.


    She hurriedly finished her shower and looked around, not knowing how long she had seen Muchen


    standing still at the door.


    The uneasiness barely persisted for a few seconds.


    She walked past him with a towel wrapped around her and was stopped by Muchen.


    Ziyue questioned impatiently, "What do you want now?"


    Muchen''s eyes were red with rage as he tightly pursed his lips.


    Perhaps due to her injury, all her resentment erupted simultaneously, and she lost tolerance for


    Muchen.


    After much mental anguish, Muchen eventually located a piece of cloth and wrapped it over her head to


    momentarily stop the bleeding.


    Ziyue was momentarily startled before changing into new garments.


    ...


    When Xiyi arrived, it was already an hourter.


    A doctor in Mogwin Castle might have reached it in ten or twenty minutes, but Muchen insisted on


    having Xiyie and forced her to endure an entire hour.


    Ziyue remained still as Xiyi dressed her wound. She was calm, with no other feelings present.


    When Xiyi cleansed her wound, Muchen stayed by and observed. A little whileter, he abruptly turned


    and walked away.


    As soon as he was gone, Xiyi immediately asked her, "Madam, about this wound..."


    "Muchen made a mistake. It wasn''t intentional. He hasn''t reached the point where he would


    intentionally harm me."


    Ziyue responded emotionlessly. Xiyi had the nagging impression that the two must have been at odds


    for this to have urred.


    Mo Xiyi talked once her wound had been dressed, "Madam, you can''t provoke Mr. Qin in his current


    state because it will go awry."


    Ziyue sneered, "Do you think he still needs me to provoke him? He can already imagine me as a


    shameless woman who only cares about money and pleasure. His delusions are enough to provoke


    him!"


    Mo Xiyi was surprised by herments. But Ziyue continued, "What? Do you want me to keep suffering?


    Keep making him happy? Who thinks about me while you''re all focused on him? He misinterprets me


    and is stubbornly unwilling to listen to anyone. He confiscated my phone, locked me up, limited myThis content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .


    freedom, and controlled everything I did. Do I have to lose myself now that I''ve lost my freedom?"


    It had been too long since she had kept quiet.


    They all had Muchen as their primary focus, whether Xiyi or the Nan siblings.


    Xiyi''s natural tendency was toward Muchen, although he seemed emotionless and frigid and had his


    entire heart set on pursuing a medical profession.


    He just let her apany Muchen without giving her any thought whatsoever following the adverse


    effects of her medicine.


    Even though Nan Ke and Chuan were aware of Muchen''s condition, they remained silent and feigned


    to be deaf and mute instead.


    Everyone in her immediate vicinity was focused on Muchen.


    Although they called her ''Madam,'' it was a useless title. The one they were devoted to was always


    Muchen.


    They were Muchen''s subordinates and partners. Their loyalty to him was understandable. But what


    about her?


    She was forced to watch Muchen kill Shichu, put up with his bizarre demeanor, and tolerate everything


    he did to her.


    She offered no remorse.


    However, she permitted Nan Ke to investigate the events surrounding Shichu. Out of worry for Nan Ke,


    Ziyue stopped allowing her to inquire more.


    Yet, she had never been given any thought. She was helpless and isted.


    Xiyi appeared somewhat confused.


    Moreover, he was aware of what Muchen had done.


    He only knew Ziyue should follow Muchen, but he had no idea that Muchen would grow increasingly


    erratic.


    He was erratic, unyielding, harsh, and autocratic. The aggressive feelings within Muchen became more


    and more evident.


    Xiyi took a deep breath and said, "Sorry, I didn''t expect the situation to be this out of hand."


    Ziyue was stunned and looked up at Xiyi. She didn''t expect him to apologize to her.