The voice of the eunuch who came to deliver the decree was not loud, his narrow throat seemed to contain a sharp thorn, and he chiseled every word into the eardrum of the person: "Men over fourteen years old will be chopped off, ten Men under the age of four migrated for three thousand miles, women over the age of sixteen hanged　　themselves, and women under the age of sixteen were sold into slavery by officials..."

There was only deathly silence in the prison. The prisoners are males, and the ones on the right are female relatives, but most of them will not survive. In the narrow and dark corridor, for some reason, there was a swishing cold wind swirling. Finally, someone among the female relatives began to cry, suppressed, and sobbed in a low voice. And Mu Dajun stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and yelled angrily through the iron grid: "Why are you crying? My daughter of the Mu family, is she afraid of death?"

Rushuang tightly grasped the rough iron grid, as if exhausted. It is only with strength that she can hold back those tears. After all, she can't wait anymore. Everything in the past has collapsed, sixteen years of rich life, sixteen years of love from the jewel in the palm, she once thought that the years to come would be like ten years. Six years ago, it was average, even more beautiful and better than before, but no more, no more. Everything was wiped out under the power of the emperor.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and kept biting the blood, and with the blood, she almost gritted her teeth and said the words: "Daddy, I am not afraid of death."

She is not afraid of death, she is only afraid of living, she is just afraid to survive alone, she is the youngest daughter of her father, apart from her, there are probably few women in the family who can survive. She was just afraid to live like that.

But if she wants to live, she must live, kill him alive, and pay for blood with blood!

Even if he is the Ninth Five Supreme, she will definitely avenge the Mu family, and she will live, for sure!