The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Mu Sheng sent her flowers and gifts, treated her to meals, chatted with her about romantic matters, and catered to her preferences. He thought he had disguised himself well.

In Mo Zhizhu's eyes, this was just a poor imitation of Mu Qing.

She tried hard to find the shadow of Mu Qing in Mu Sheng.

But the more I look at it, the more ridiculous I find myself.

What on earth was she expecting?

"...You've been watching me trying so hard to please you these days, but you're actually laughing at me in your heart, right?"

Mu Sheng was furious and couldn't believe that he had been fooled by Mo Zhizhu!

In my previous life, I gave everything for her, even my life.

This incident was enough to make him feel embarrassed and want to get back at his old self.

But he never expected that what he did in this life was just like a clown in Mo Zhizhu's eyes!

Mo Zhizhu didn't say much to him and stood up to leave.

"Mo Zhizhu!"

Mu Sheng couldn't help but stop in front of her.

Her pale and delicate skin was stained a thin layer of red due to shame, and she was so angry that she cried.

"You can see that I was hypocritical in my previous life, and you also know that I am full of sweet words now, but why..."

Mu Sheng's thin lips trembled slightly.

Although he knew that this question would make him lose face, he still threw away the last bit of his self-esteem and asked his confusion: "Why can she do it, but I can't?"

Mo Zhizhu did not expect that the usually arrogant demon clan military strategist would stop him and ask such a question.

Even she couldn't help but remain silent for a moment.

"When you first gave me a gift, you gave me a hundred pots of red flowers."

Although Mo Zhizhu could easily push Mu Sheng away, he still spoke when he met his wet eyes, "You said that those are all new varieties carefully cultivated by the Linglong tribe. They are all gorgeous and hard to find in the outside world."

Mu Sheng didn't understand why she brought this up. "Yes, I heard that you like red flowers, so I went to the Linglong tribe to select them myself. Every pot of flowers is perfect without any flaws. I only give you the best... Don't you like it?"

"I don't like red flowers."

An inexplicable smile appeared on Mo Zhizhu's face: "That's what Mu Qing likes."

Mu Sheng was stunned.

Mo Zhizhu continued, "Mu Qing is not considerate. The gift she gave me was not what I liked. Instead, she took her favorite ones and stuffed them into my arms."

Mu Qing tried hard to disguise herself, but she was not good at it.

She didn't even know that in order to please someone, she should give that person something he or she likes.

"The first time Mu Qing sent me flowers, she asked the Linglong tribe to send me a bunch. Most of them were damaged due to the long journey, so I selected dozens of them and made a bouquet. Every flower was perfect and flawless, just like the one you gave me."

"But there is one exception."

Even after two hundred years, Mo Zhizhu still remembers the shape and fragrance of the flower, and which petal had the crease.

"That flower isn't ugly, but it's much worse than the ones cultivated by the Linglong tribe."

"So I deliberately asked her why this flower was different?"

At that time, when Mu Qing heard Mo Zhizhu say that this flower was "different", her pair of enchanting eyes, which gradually turned from red to gold, sparkled like a glittering gem.

Anyone who saw her could feel her good mood at the moment.

“Can you tell the difference in this flower?”

Mu Qing was not very understanding. She didn't even understand that Mo Zhizhu was asking her why this flower was uglier than the others. She mistakenly thought that Mo Zhizhu was praising this flower for being unique.

She smiled with eyes curved. "I asked my friends in Linglong tribe for other flowers. This one is the one I raised myself."

"I was worried that you wouldn't like my flowers because they weren't as pretty as the ones my friends planted. I didn't expect you to think they were unique!"

Mu Qing was overjoyed, holding Mo Zhizhu's hand, and said excitedly: "Zhizhu, when I was wrapping the bouquet, I was thinking--"

"It would be nice if you liked the flowers I grow best."

Mu Qing is unsympathetic, selfish, and judges others based on her own preferences.

But when Mo Zhizhu looked at her, he could only see a little bird with colorful feathers, puffing out its furry little chest, raising its beautiful tail feathers, and chirping to her.

Mo Zhizhu couldn't help but laugh. When he looked at the somewhat shabby, unique red flower, he whispered, "The flowers you grow are the most to my liking."

"Do you think that I am not as attentive now as I was in my previous life?"

After listening to Mo Zhizhu's words, Mu Sheng still couldn't understand.

"……Do not."

Mo Zhizhu looked at him quietly, "I just want to say that you are the reincarnation of Mu Qing. The only one who can make me willing to be deceived and give my heart to him is Mu Qing."

After a pause, Mo Zhizhu took a step forward, forcing Mu Sheng to confront her.

Mo Zhizhu looked into his eyes. In his calm, heterochromatic pupils, there were undercurrents that Mu Sheng could not see through.

"Mu Sheng, she can, because she is the only one."

So, you can't.

"Don't try to deceive my feelings. You won't get what you want from me."

Mo Zhizhu looked at him deeply: "This is not a kind admonition, this is my warning--"

"Mu Sheng, don't seek death."

"If you do evil by God, you can still forgive it; if you do evil by yourself, you will not live!"

After saying this, Mo Zhizhu walked around Mu Sheng and disappeared into the night.

Mu Sheng stood there, with a look of deep confusion on his face.

"puff!"

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell among the flowers.

He crushed the large fallen petals into mud, which overflowed with bright red juice, as if they were falling into a pool of blood.

Mu Sheng was trembling all over, his spiritual energy was in disorder, and his meridians and internal organs were damaged irreversibly.

"puff!"

Mu Sheng vomited blood again, and his blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"no no……"

Mu Sheng never expected that his congenital disease would relapse after a hundred years.

He died by self-explosion in his previous life, which caused him to be weak and suffer from congenital diseases in this life.

When he was young, he was raised in the clan and it took a lot of effort to recover his health.

Mu Sheng originally thought that nothing would happen to him anymore.

But today, I learned about my past life from Mo Zhizhu, and all my plans fell through.

Mu Sheng was so angry that his spiritual power went backwards, causing a hidden disease.

He heard the sound of the secret guards coming, but...

That's too late.

"Wow."

When Mu Sheng opened his eyes again, he had already floated to the surface of Mu Ze.

"……absurd."

Mu Sheng's lips trembled, he couldn't believe that he would die like this!

"absurd!"

He slapped the water angrily, and the cold water messed up his hair.

The reflection in the rippling water looks so messy.

Mu Sheng took a deep breath and suddenly jumped into the bottom of the Mother Lake.

After going through a long period of darkness and loneliness, Mu Sheng's eyes suddenly opened up.

The underwater scene is dreamily covered with colorful beads.

Each bead looks exactly the same.

Mu Sheng remained silent, plunged into the endless field of round beads, and began to search.

He wanted to know how lovable he was in his previous life, that Mo Zhizhu despised and ridiculed him.

He is not willing!

“…I don’t know how long I, as Mu Sheng, searched at the bottom of the Mother Lake before I found the orb that carries my memories of my past life.”

Muxi slowly sat up from the pool of blood, her face extremely pale due to excessive blood loss.

Her eyes were hollow, revealing a hint of sarcasm and self-mockery: "I held the round bead, returned to the Mother Lake, integrated it into my body, and reincarnated with the memories of Mu Qing and Mu Sheng, and then-"

"I almost died on the first day of my reincarnation."