"...Perhaps, in this world, the only person who knows you’re a girl is you." Mu Qingge suddenly said.
Mu Ge raised an eyebrow and lifted his gaze, seeming to await her next words. However, inwardly he was sarcastically thinking: Wrong, there’s also that damn peeping tom!
He appeared precisely when the Illusionary Artifact was being repaired, and coincidentally, he was washing off the dirt from his body then. Didn’t he take full advantage?
Fortunately, there isn’t much worth seeing on this small frame these days, and with undergarments wrapped around the body, it’s not considered a huge loss.
"Now, I only remember that when I was young and naive, my mother told me if I wanted to make my grandfather happy and keep the Mu Mansion safe, I shouldn’t take off my earring." Mu Qingge whispered with her eyes lowered, seemingly lost in memory.
Mu Ge remained silent.
She might be able to guess key points behind it.
The Mu Mansion’s status in Qin Country is delicate; Mu Xiong’s military achievements are too significant, undoubtedly causing the Emperor’s apprehension. If the Mu Mansion had no male heir, the Emperor could naturally reclaim the hereditary title, and more maliciously, assign her to a Prince, covertly consuming the Mu Mansion, rendering Mu Xiong powerless.
However, if the Mu Mansion has an heir, even if not very capable, the Emperor cannot act against the Mu Mansion easily and must cautiously maintain relations with it. No matter what secretly occurs, he must appear close on the surface. Otherwise, it chills not only the hearts of Qin Country soldiers but also the people’s.
This is the second time Mu Ge became curious about this body’s mother. What kind of woman could not only provide an Illusionary Artifact but also use her own daughter to lay out such a chessboard?
Mu Ge turned his gaze, his piercing eyes resting on the semi-transparent Mu Qingge: "You seem to have said that your blood relatives in the Mu Mansion are only your grandfather and aunt remaining. What about your parents?"
Parents...
This word seemed to touch a taboo deep in Mu Qingge’s heart. A trace of pain flitted through her eyes before she slowly spoke: "When I was four, my father died in battle. My mother refused to believe it and went to the battlefield alone to find him, but afterwards, there was no more news. My mother was an orphan, met my father during cultivation, and after she left, grandfather sent people to look for her, but ultimately found no trace."
Four years old... Now Mu Qingge is already fifteen.
Eleven years without any news, probably...
Mu Ge silently looked at Mu Qingge, seemingly starting to understand the latter’s extreme actions when she was alive.


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