Mu Feng has been with Mo Yan for so many years, how could he not know what Mo Yan is going to do? Last time, Mo Yan had hurt Mo Yan himself with a dagger, which made Mu Feng look stunned.
"Yan, what do you want to do?" Mu Feng didn't understand what he wanted. He tried every means to please Mo Yan, but what was the result?
Mo Yan raised her eyes and glanced at Mu Feng lightly, then just glanced to the side. She just didn't want Mu Feng to do any bad things to her.
"If this is what you want, then..." Mu Feng couldn't say it after all. He had fallen in love with such a person in his life. Except for Mo Yan, he was not interested in any woman or man. "Have a good rest."
, later, later, I will come again."
Mu Feng walked away, just to let Mo Yan calm down. He didn't want to see Mo Yan hurt at all.
Watching Mu Feng leave with a calm and slightly sad expression, Mo Yan leaned on the stone pillar on one side in despair. How long will she have to live like this?
Since Mu Feng's last action, Mu Feng has become more bold this time. Mo Yan doesn't know how long she can hold on. She is already very tired.
Facing a domineering man all day long, Mo Yan sometimes felt like he couldn't breathe
Mu Feng walked out of the pavilion and came to the hall with an extremely unhappy mood. He glanced coldly at Xiao Man who was kneeling on the ground.
"What did you see?" Mu Feng hated the feeling of not being able to grasp it, especially the feeling of not being able to grasp Mo Yan. He didn't want Mo Yan to be born with floating clouds, but he just kept following but couldn't find any trace of the clouds.
"Young Master was almost hit by a horse today, and then he was saved by a man," Xiao Man said tremblingly, her body trembling slightly. She knew that that almost was enough to kill her, a little maid.
What's more, she also watched the young master being hugged by a man other than Mu Feng?
When Xiaoman closed her eyes and felt like she was going to die, Mu Feng said coldly, "What kind of man?"
Damn it, Mu Feng felt very unhappy. He hated that unknown man, even if he saved Mo Yan
"Handsome face with eagle eyes, white crescent moon..."
"Go away," before Xiaoman finished speaking, Mu Feng spit out one word
Biting his lip, this indicated the anger of his master. Mu Feng was really unhappy. He wanted to kill that man, but he was afraid that Mo Yan would be unhappy, so he endured it.
So instead of knowing the face and wanting to kill the man, it would be better not to know. He closed his eyes slightly, Mu Feng hated Mo Yan a little bit, hated Mo Yan for letting him fall in love with him, but not giving him any love.
Mu Feng had always had whatever he wanted. No matter what happened, nothing could escape his control. But now, Mo Yan made him feel helpless again and again.
The butterflies in the courtyard were flying lightly. Mo Yan leaned against the stone pillar and looked at the butterflies one by one. The sadness in his eyes deepened further.
She seemed like a butterfly with broken wings. She could only stay in this courtyard and under Mu Feng's control. Even though she went to the courtyard on the mountain at a fixed time every year, she was still monitored at that time.
,Without freedom and desire, Mo Yan didn’t even know who he was living for.
In this past life, if possible, Mo Yan hopes that he can travel back to modern times so that he won't have to face everything in front of him.