"Take her away and keep a close eye on her," Baili Ye ordered.

As Ye Yunzi was taken away, silence returned to the room. Baili Ye pressed his temple and then wiped away the tears on the back of his hand.

At that moment, he seemed to see Baili Yue crying as a child, looking equally fragile and helpless, which made him stop at the last moment.

Ye Yunzi was taken into an empty and deserted room.

"Go in."

Following this command, she stepped into the house and the door was immediately closed tightly.

She turned around and slapped the door, "Wait, don't leave me alone..."

A man in black stood outside the door. He had no expression on his face and was just faithfully carrying out his duty, guarding the woman.

Ye Yunzi knocked on the door repeatedly until her voice became hoarse, but the only response she got was silence.

Finally, she slid weakly against the door and sat on the ground.

The room was tightly closed and dark all around.

She huddled together sitting at the door, looking at the darkness before her in fear.

"Don't leave me here alone..." she whispered to herself.

For Ye Yunzi, darkness represents helplessness and fear. When she woke up after being rescued from an accident, she found that everything in front of her was pitch black, and she still remembers the icy feeling.

The doctor had told her that she might never see again.

As night fell, the oil lamp was lit in the room. Baili Ye was concentrating on reading the secret letters with a serious expression. Halfway through, he felt his eyes were a little tired, so he closed his eyes and took a rest.

After a moment, he suddenly asked, "How is she now?"

The person next to him was slightly surprised and quickly replied, "According to your instructions, she will be locked up in a separate room and someone will be specially guarding her."

Hearing this, Baili Ye frowned slightly, stood up, put on his outer robe and walked out. His subordinates followed closely behind him.

When they arrived at the place where Ye Yunzi was imprisoned, they found that it was still dark and cold, and the guard in black was standing quietly at the door.

When Baili Ye approached, the guard immediately stepped aside. He gently pushed the door open, and after a creaking sound, the scene inside the house came into view.

At this moment, he felt something grabbing the corner of his clothes.

Looking down, I saw a small figure curled up there, and Ye Yunzi was holding him with her hands.

"Don't leave..." she whimpered.

Baili Ye frowned and stared coldly at his subordinates guarding the door.

The subordinate had never seen such a cold look in His Highness' eyes, and he could not help but look away guiltily.

The oil lamp in the house was bright, and Ye Yunzi finally calmed down.

Baili Ye asked someone to bring her food. She had been hungry all day, so she ate voraciously until her plate was empty.

After the meal, she fell into a contented sleep.

From then on, the subordinates never dared to neglect her, and brought her meals on time and lit the oil lamps every night. Except for not being able to leave her room, Ye Yunzi's life was relatively peaceful.

A shocking piece of news has been circulating in the capital these days: Miss Su has been disfigured. The more the news spreads, the more bizarre it becomes.

"Have you heard? When the Su family went to Yunling Temple to burn incense, the carriage had an accident and Miss Ye's face was injured... I'm afraid she will be disfigured."

"Is he really disfigured?"

"Yes, someone saw it with their own eyes! When the breeze blew up her veil, the face that was revealed was as scary as a demon."

When the servants of the Su Mansion heard these gossips, their faces suddenly changed, and they were all guessing who leaked the matter.

Now the whole city knows that Miss Ye is disfigured. Su is in tears and in great pain.

"My Yunzi!"

Nanny Zhao comforted her, "Madam, please take care of yourself." But she herself was also full of worry.

Master Su was furious. He slammed his palm on the table and ordered, "Tell everyone to watch their mouths. If Yunzi hears anything, kick her out of the house immediately."

"Yes, Yunzi must not know about this." Su said while wiping her tears, "We can always find a way to heal Yunzi's face, but before that, we must not let her mood be affected."

Mu Yan had already known about this. She seemed unusually calm about the disfigurement and didn't seem to care. To her, changing her face was just a trivial matter.

Right now, she is more concerned about how to use Ye Yunzi's identity to eliminate Shen Siyan, the Seventh Prince and others.

Since returning to the Su Mansion, she hasn't even seen Shen Siyan.

After all, the Su family is a prominent family and they would never allow their unmarried daughter to have any relationship with any man from outside. Even if Shen Siyan is interested, he would not dare to visit them easily.

After some careful consideration, a sneer appeared on Mu Yan's lips.

As usual, Yu Shu walked into the young lady's room carrying the bird's nest, but found the room silent.

She gently pushed the door open and saw a figure hanging on the beam with the chair under his feet kicked away.

The white silk was tightly wrapped around the neck, and the beams made a creaking sound.

"Miss." Yu Shu screamed in fear, and the stewed Gu in her hand accidentally slipped, "Miss, someone come quickly, the young lady has hanged herself."

Leng Xue, who was outside the door, heard the sound and came over. She quickly pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and cut the white silk with a wave of her hand. Mu Yan fell to the ground, her face flushed, and she coughed weakly. She gasped: "Cough cough..."

"Miss." Yu Shu immediately hugged Mu Yan, tears rolling down her eyes, "Miss, how could you commit suicide like this?"

Mu Yan gradually recovered her breath, her pale face revealing endless despair, "Now people in the capital are talking about my face, my reputation has been ruined, how can I live?"

"Miss, poor Miss." Yu Shu hugged Mu Yan tightly and cried bitterly, her heart full of sympathy for the Miss's experience. It was not easy for the days to calm down, but she suffered such a blow again.

Leng Xue remained silent, blaming herself. If she had been there to protect the young lady, perhaps none of this would have happened.

When Su learned that Mu Yan had attempted suicide, she was so shocked that she fainted.

After waking up, she rushed to the room, hugged her daughter tightly, and burst into tears: "Yunzi, why are you doing this? Mother said that I would heal your face, no matter what the cost, how could you not believe what mother said?"

Su patted Mu Yan's back gently while crying, and then she cried out of heartache, "Yunzi, if you were gone, I wouldn't want to live anymore. Let's go together, mother and daughter, so we can have a companion on the road to the underworld."

Aunt Zhao was extremely anxious and heartbroken: "Madam, you can't say that."

Mu Yan stared at the woman in his arms. He felt no pain, but only a long-lost warmth in his heart.

She still vividly remembers that cold winter night when her mother held her in the street to keep her warm.

After that night, her mother left her forever.

At this moment, Su's embrace made her regain the long-lost warmth. She opened her mouth and said one word in a hoarse voice: "Mother."

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