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Chapter 3 - Disciple let go of the old lady

"Shut up? You want me to shut up? I'll kill you, you despicable scum in fine clothes!"

Su Zimo picked up a porcelain-like bottle and fiercely smashed it towards Mu Yunxuan. The force was too strong, causing the bottle stopper to come loose and the liquid inside to pour into Mu Yunxuan's mouth.

"Cough... cough..."

The strange taste made Mu Yunxuan feel nauseous.

"Are you alright? Could this be poison?"

Watching Mu Yunxuan's discomfort, Su Zimo suddenly felt a bit scared. This accident was too coincidental!

Suddenly, Mu Yunxuan raised his head, his face flushed, and his eyes glaring at Su Zimo like a fierce beast.

Looking at his naturally handsome face and those slightly parted red lips, Mu Yunxuan felt a rush of heat surging to his head.

Afraid, Su Zimo shrank her body, wanting to escape. She tried to move her feet but realized that their feet were tied together.

"What... What do you want?"

Confused and frightened, Su Zimo's face was filled with fear as she looked at Mu Yunxuan, constantly trying to free herself from the constraint on her feet.

Mu Yunxuan vigorously shook his head. The heat inside his body made him restless and in desperate need of release. As a man, he couldn't let this go on. They actually gave him this... damn it, this drug is too strong, Mu Yunxuan cursed inwardly.

Suddenly, in a state of losing control, Mu Yunxuan pounced on Su Zimo, pinning her down. In an instant, he felt immense comfort in his body, the soft fragrance and warmth overwhelming his senses, causing him to lose all rationality.

Su Zimo, caught off guard by his speed, didn't have time to react and was firmly pressed down by Mu Yunxuan.

"Pervert! Scoundrel! Let me go! If you dare to force yourself on me, you're dead, you bastard... mmm...!"

Her final words were drowned out by the chilly touch of his lips.

That sturdy body, despite Su Zimo's desperate efforts, couldn't be pushed away even a bit.

Su Zimo stared at the handsome face so close to her, her eyes widening in shock. In an instant, she felt at a loss. Was she going to be forced...?

A wave of unfamiliar memories suddenly rushed into her mind, causing Su Zimo to forget to resist completely.

The events of Su Zimo's life from childhood until now, along with what had just happened, played out in her mind like a movie, vividly appearing before her eyes.

Could it be true? Su Zimo couldn't believe it. Had she really traveled through time into a world of transmigration novels...?

After about half an hour, Su Zimo stared blankly at the top of the tombstone, not even sparing a glance at Mu Yunxuan. This version of Su Zimo made Mu Yunxuan's heart suffer a heavy blow. Who was he? The young master of Yun City, the future Lord of Yun City. This woman actually dared to ignore him.

At this moment, Su Zimo realized that she wasn't dreaming, and everything was real. She had truly transmigrated, and not only that, she had transmigrated into a woman with the same name and surname who was about to be married off to the underworld.

Finally, completely exhausted, Mu Yunxuan fell into a deep sleep on the side, the comfort throughout his body making him feel refreshed.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yunxuan turned his head and glanced at Su Zimo, whose eyes remained empty. The faint blush on her naturally beautiful face made her even more enchanting against the red background.

He had seen countless beautiful women, but none of them had shocked him like her. Her reaction exceeded his expectations.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Su Zimo silently stand up, expressionlessly, and casually put on a bright red wedding dress. Her smooth and flawless skin, as clear as jade, and those purple-red marks inexplicably excited his heart.