If itâs like this, it would be terrible.
Her own sister, what kind of person is she. Judging from herself, she feels Mu Huaen is not much better.
Catching the chance, she surely wonât let her go.
However, Ye Haoyang ignored her and only looked at the attendant beside him, asking, "Are the things I asked you to prepare ready?"
"Master, they are ready." The attendant handed over two medicine bottles.
Ye Haoyang took them, uncorked them and sniffed, then walked toward the carriage.
"Mu Huarong, have you ever heard this phrase? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!" After pausing, he continued, "You want to send Huaâen to the mountains, then I will send you to the deep mountains. You ruined Huaâenâs face, Huaâen is kind-hearted and canât bear to do it, but I can."
After speaking, a murderous gleam flashed in his eyes.
"How dare you, if you harm me, I will kill your whole family." Mu Huarong shrank deeper into the carriage, as if in doing so, the other party couldnât reach her.
"And why are you helping Mu Huaen? For money, or something else?" While asking, Mu Huarong quickly thought of a way to escape, "If itâs for money, I can give it to you. I am the eldest lady of the Mu Family, I have money. If itâs for power, I can find a way too."
"Heh heh..." Ye Haoyang sneered, "I am neither after power nor money. I simply want revenge, to return to you what you have done..." The last two words dragged on, and as his voice fell, the liquid from the bottle was poured onto the smooth, tender, jade-like skin.
"Ah..." Pain, a heart-wrenching pain.
The burning and stinging on her face made Mu Huarong realize that this man truly ruined her face.
"I will kill you, one day I will kill you."
"Do you have that ability?" Ye Haoyang disdainfully turned her other cheek, pouring more without hesitation. "I once told Huaâen that if someone bullies you, you must return it in double measure. So you ruined one side of Huaâenâs face, and I will ruin both of yours."
"..." The pain, it was so painful she bit her lip, and if the hatred in her eyes could kill, Ye Haoyang would already be a dead man.
"Donât look at me with those eyes, or I wonât be able to resist gouging them out."
Ye Haoyang glanced at her, threw away the bottle in his hand, and continued to open another green jade bottle.
"What else do you want to do, who exactly are you?" Mu Huarong had no doubt about the possibility of what he said, so she restrained the hatred in her eyes, though unwillingly.
"After I feed you this good stuff, you will know who I am."
He pinched her chin, forcing her to take the concoction.
"What are you doing? What is this stuff? Get away from me."
"Your clamoring is impressive. Of all people, you pretended to be Huaâen. If it had been Huaâen today, she would have known what this is just by smelling it, yet you needed to ask? So many flaws, and you still pretended to be Huaâen?"
Finishing, he ruthlessly fed her the medicine.
Afterwards, he pinched Nanny Linâs chin, "I heard it said that your master did all this because you came up with the idea? Unsurprising, you are not decent goods. Then go with your master to the mountains to be a wife or whatever together."
After feeding both master and servant, Ye Haoyang tossed aside the bottle, watching Mu Huarong trying to cough up the medicine, he laughed while taking off his mask.
"Didnât you want to know who I am?"
Mu Huarong looked at that face, her eyes widened abruptly, filled with terror, "..."