My Contract Husband Is A Prince

Chapter 2

Mrs. Wang knew that Su Muling was right. As long as she didn't die, no matter how much Song Mingjie loved her, she would always be a concubine. However, since Second Madam entered the Song family, she had been very energetic. She broke her legs and dug her eyes out. She only gave her a steamed bun a day, and she had lived for so many years. Mrs. Wang hated fate for being unfair to her. She was also an official's daughter, but because of the family's involvement, she sold her to the Song family as a concubine who had no personal freedom. Her status was much higher than that of the merchant woman Su Muling. Even if Su Mulin became like this, she would still be her master in the Song family.

"Yes, I was vain and married into the Song family. If I didn't marry him, my father wouldn't have died because of me, and my eldest cousin wouldn't have gone missing. I should have died..." Su Muling kowtowed to the ground and twitched.

"Since you don't want to live anymore, you should be a good person. I heard that in addition to that picture, there is a treasure vault in your Su family. Besides Old Master Su, you are the only one who knows about it. Why don't you tell me the location of that treasure vault and I'll let you die a decent death? Even if you go underground to meet Old Master Su, you won't make his heart ache, will you?" Wang finally spoke out the purpose of this trip.

Su Muling propped up her upper body with her slender arm. She tried her best to sit up straight and looked in the direction of the Wang family. "Do you want the Su family's treasury?"

"Yes, where is it?" There was hope in Mrs. Wang's heart.

"I have a request."

"What request? As long as I can do it." Mrs. Wang looked excitedly at the person on the ground and asked.

"You have to help me dress up and take a shower. I have to dress up neatly to see my father."

"Take a bath personally?" Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth and said, "Sure, but you have to tell me where the treasure house is first."

"Come closer."

Mrs. Wang was a little hesitant, but she couldn't let others hear such an important thing, so she walked over and stood in front of Su Muling. "Go ahead."

"You lower your body." Su Muling reached out her hand to touch the hem of her clothes and asked.

Mrs. Wang frowned slightly and squatted down. Su Muling touched Mrs. Wang's shoulder with both hands and whispered in her ear, "Our Su family..."

"What did you say?" Su Muling's voice was as low as a mosquito's. Mrs. Wang didn't hear a word and moved forward a little.

"We, the Sus, will seek revenge for our enemies..."

"Ah—" The screams of the Wang family resounded through the sky.

"Concubine Wang? My god! Someone, come here! Someone, come here!" The maid who was waiting outside the door heard Madame Wang's cry and ran in hurriedly. She was scared out of her wits when she saw this.

Not long after, a few more servants ran in from outside the courtyard. When they entered the courtyard, they saw two women hugging each other under a big tree. Su Muling, who was in rags, was using two fingernails that had not been trimmed for a long time. They were like sharp claws of an eagle and hooked the head of Mrs. Wang. She opened her mouth and bit Mrs. Wang's neck. The pulse of Mrs. Wang's neck had been broken by Su Muling's sharp teeth, and dark red blood flowed down along the corner of Su Muling's mouth.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Wang's eyes were stunned. Her hands were helplessly waving in the air, but because of the pain and shock, she completely lost the ability to resist.

Seeing this, the servant was also frightened and stunned. He didn't expect that Su Muling, who could be blown down by the wind, would do such a terrible thing. The servant ran forward and tried to separate them. Mrs. Wang was gasping for breath, and her voice was getting lower and lower. Su Muling was pulled hard by Mrs. Wang. With the last bit of strength, she released her hands that were grabbing Mrs. Wang's hair. In her mouth, she was biting a piece of bloody flesh from Mrs. Wang's neck...

Blood was all over her body, and the blurred Wang family had been carried away by a servant. Su Muling opened her mouth, and the bloody flesh rolled down from the corner of her mouth. Her body went limp and she fell to the ground again. Her face and body had long been dyed red by blood.

Before long, the door of the courtyard was kicked open. A familiar voice shouted, "Beat him! Beat him to death!" It was her husband, Song Mingjie.

Two servants, each as thick as an arm, stood on both sides of Su Muling and hit Su Muling who was on the ground.

"Hahaha... she's dead, isn't she?... Hahaha... Song Mingjie... you ungrateful... I'll beat you to death... I won't let you off even if you're a ghost... Hahaha..." Su Muling's miserable laughter mixed with the sounds of sticks hitting her, reached Song Mingjie's ears, but it was so terrifying.

"Cut off her tongue for me. Hurry up!" Song Mingting shouted hysterically, holding back the chill in his voice.

Beside a small stream at the foot of the mountain, a well-dressed man bent down. He reached out and gently pressed Su Muling's neck for a moment. Then, he turned around and said to another young man who was a few steps away, "Master, I'm afraid that there is no hope for this person."

"Who is so vicious to beat her like this? Find someone to change her clothes and bury her in a coffin!" Su Muling's magnetic voice gradually faded away with her last trace of consciousness.

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