After rebirth, my elder sister wants to steal my husband!

In a dark corner of the deep palace, Mu Qizong sat alone in a dark secret room, with an oil lamp that was about to burn out in front of him. The dim flames reflected his resolute and weathered face. His brows revealed a heroic spirit, but at this moment, he could not hide his fatigue and worry.

Mu Qizong, as the emperor's capable general, had made great military achievements for the emperor over the years and handled countless secret and difficult matters for the emperor. However, because he knew too much, the emperor began to be wary of him, worried that he would leak secrets and even threaten his ruling position.

The night was as dark as ink, and the silence in the palace was broken by a burst of hurried footsteps. Mu Qizong frowned slightly, and he had a premonition that something unusual would happen tonight. The door was pushed open, and an eunuch rushed in with a panicked look, panting and saying: "Master Mu, something bad has happened! The emperor suddenly issued an order to do something bad to you... to you!"

Mu Qizong's heart sank, but he remained calm. He slowly stood up and asked in a deep voice, "Why did the emperor do this?"

The eunuch replied in a trembling voice: "The emperor said that you know too many secrets and he is afraid that you will threaten his rule in the future. So...so..."

Mu Qizong sighed softly. He had expected such an ending. He glanced at the dark night sky outside the window, and a sense of sadness surged in his heart. He knew that he had paid too much for the emperor, but in the end he got such an end. However, he did not feel angry or resentful, but just smiled faintly, as if everything was expected.

At this moment, there was another sound of heavy footsteps outside the door. Mu Qizong knew that this was the imperial guards who came to execute the emperor's order. He turned around and waved to the eunuch, signaling him to leave. The eunuch hesitated for a moment, but finally left, leaving Mu Qizong alone to face his impending fate.

The leader of the imperial guards pushed the door open and walked in. His eyes lingered on Mu Qizong for a moment, and he seemed to be shocked by the calmness of this legendary figure. He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Lord Mu, the emperor has ordered that you end your life on your own. Considering your many years of service to the court, we can give you a quick death."

Mu Qizong did not answer, but stood quietly. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His mind flashed back to the years he had spent with the emperor, the days when he had fought bloody battles for the country and the emperor. He thought of his dead comrades who had also fought for the same goal. But now, he had to pay the price of his life for those secrets.

Mu Qizong slowly opened his eyes, his eyes revealed a sense of determination. He looked deeply at the leader of the imperial guards, then turned and walked to the wall. There hung a long sword, which was his companion in the battlefield for many years. He gently took down the long sword and stroked the blade, as if saying goodbye to an old friend.

Seeing this, the leader of the imperial guards could not help but sigh. He knew that Mu Qizong was a true hero, but the emperor's order was difficult to disobey, so he could only carry out the order. He silently stepped aside, leaving Mu Qizong with one last chance.

Mu Qizong stood in the center of the secret room, holding his sword. He closed his eyes and began to recall his life. The years of fighting on the battlefield, the time he spent with the emperor, the efforts he made for the country and the nation... All the memories came flooding back to his mind. He felt his heart filled with sadness and reluctance, but he also knew that he had to face reality.

Mu Qizong suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with determination. He swung his sword and slashed towards his neck. Just when the sword was about to touch his skin, he suddenly stopped. He took a deep breath and slowly put down the sword.

The leader of the imperial guards was surprised to see this. He asked in confusion, "Master Mu, what do you mean?"

Mu Qizong did not answer his question, but just smiled faintly. He turned and walked to the door and said to the leader of the imperial guards: "Tell the emperor that I am willing to accept any punishment from him. But I will not commit suicide, because I am a warrior and I will face my fate in my own way."

After saying this, Mu Qizong strode out of the secret room. His back looked extremely determined and lonely in the night. He knew that his fate was doomed and could not be changed, but he still chose to face everything bravely. The leader of the imperial guards stood there and watched him leave, and his heart was full of respect and emotion for this legendary figure.

As night fell, the Mu Qi Zong family's mansion was shrouded in a hazy moonlight. The sycamore trees in the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, making rustling sounds, as if whispering. The lights in the mansion were dim, but there was a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Mu Qizong slowly walked into the mansion, his face was a little tired, but his eyes were shining with determination. He was wearing a dark robe with fluttering sleeves, like a hero returning from the battlefield. His face was engraved with traces of time, but his deep eyes were still as bright as stars.

As soon as Mu Qizong stepped into the house, he heard hurried footsteps. Then, a gentle figure appeared in his sight. It was his wife, Lu Nianyao, who was wearing a light and elegant dress, like a blooming white lotus. Her face was full of worry, and tears were flashing in her eyes, as if she was afraid of losing something important.

"Husband, you are finally back!" Lu Nianyao stepped forward quickly and hugged Mu Qizong tightly, fearing that something might happen to him. Her voice was trembling, revealing her inner fear and anxiety.

Mu Qi Zong patted Lu Nian Yao's back gently and comforted her, "Nian Yao, don't worry, I'm fine." His voice was low and gentle, as if it could soothe the fear in Lu Nian Yao's heart.

However, Lu Nianyao was not reassured by this. She raised her head, looked at Mu Qizong with her tearful eyes, and asked anxiously: "My husband, what happened in the palace? Why did you come back so late? Did something serious happen?"

Mu Qizong was silent for a moment. He knew that he couldn't hide too much from his wife. So, he sighed softly and briefly told Lu Nianyao what happened in the palace. He didn't mention the truth that the emperor wanted to kill him, but just said that he was summoned to the palace to discuss important matters.

After hearing what Mu Qizong said, Lu Nianyao's face turned even paler. She held Mu Qizong's hand tightly, her eyes full of worry: "Husband, you must be careful! I know you are a loyal minister, but will the emperor...will he do anything bad to you?"

Mu Qizong smiled slightly. He stroked Lu Nianyao's long hair and said gently, "Nianyao, don't worry. I know what to do. No matter what happens, I will protect you and our home."

After hearing what Mu Qizong said, Lu Nianyao felt a little relieved. But she still held Mu Qizong's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear if she let go.

Mu Qizong knew that his wife's worries were not groundless. He knew that he was in the vortex of the court and could face danger at any time. But he also knew that he could not retreat because of this. He had to continue fighting for the interests of the country and the nation.