There was a hint of suspicion in his cold eyes. Liu Yiyi was a little surprised by Murong Zixuan's accurate guess.
Was it written on her face that she was a spy sent by Prince Xia? Why did this man see through her origins at a glance?!
Slowly taking back the dagger in his hand, Murong Zixuan distanced himself from the woman in front of him with a smile: "Don't tell me that you have nothing to do with Prince Xia's Mansion. I, Murong Mansion, can be said to have a grudge against me now, and yet you dare to treat me
The only one who takes action is Prince Xia, who doesn't take anything seriously."
Recalling Xia Yifeng's meaningful smile at him when he took Mu Yan away, Murong Zixuan's heart couldn't help but start to stir again.
Turning around and leaving, he took the brother and sister back to the mansion. Seeing his father watching the two children running and playing in the garden with loving eyes, Murong Zixuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked unexpectedly: "Dad, why don't you go with me?"
What do you think about bringing grandma back?"
After being startled, Murong Qingyun sighed heavily, looked back and met his son's eyes, "Do you think she is willing to come back?"
"Whether you can come back or not depends on the method used." With a mysterious smile, Murong Zixuan's recent behavior has made Murong Qingyun more and more unpredictable.
His son took over the family business honestly and was doing better and better. This fact really made Murong Qingyun very happy. But when he thought that all Murong Zixuan did was for Princess Xia named Mu Yan,
Murong Qingyun's heart felt a little blocked
So far, he has not met Mu Yan, but he is hearing more and more rumors about her. His son's heart is tied to her. The emperor's serious illness is also related to this woman, which makes Murong Qingyun...
I can't help but want to see with my own eyes what kind of character this person named Mu Yan is.
Smiling slightly as he watched Murong Qingyun turn around and leave helplessly, the smile on Murong Zixuan's face began to deepen. If grandma knew that a person like Xia Yifeng was here and wanted to kill her, she would definitely be unable to bear it.
Come back and take a look
Thinking of the old man who had taught him how to use acupuncture to save people and how to kill people invisibly since he was a child, Murong Zixuan secretly made up his mind and thought about which day would be more appropriate to pick up the old lady...
Returning to Prince Xia's Mansion with a gloomy expression, Liu Yiyi kicked open Xia Yifeng's study door. Liu Yiyi told him what happened in a low mood, "As you can see, even I am not his opponent. This Murong Zixuan, I'm afraid,
It’s really promising”
Nodding silently, Xia Yifeng knew Liu Yiyi's martial arts skills well. She had stayed by her side for so many years. She had failed in very few tasks. She didn't expect that Murong Zixuan could defeat her easily...
Take Mu Yan out of the house with your own hands?
Recalling the words Murong Zixuan brought to her, Xia Yifeng couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, revealing an evil and sycophantic smile.
He is the first person who dares to shout like this with him!
Slowly walked out of the study and came to Mu Yan's room. Xia Yifeng gently opened the door. Looking at Mu Yan sleeping soundly on the bed, he frowned, leaned over and touched her forehead with his hand. She didn't have a fever.
The sign is that she is so obedient, lying in the room and sleeping quietly, which does not seem to fit the character of this little woman.
After tapping Mu Yan's weak point, Xia Yifeng picked her up and walked out of the room with twinkling eyes. After seeing Yan Hong glaring at her outside the door, she smiled mischievously, "I want to be intimate with my wife, Palace Master.
Do you want to take care of it too?”
"Madam?" She repeated Xia Yifeng's words with a sneer. Yan Hong glanced at the woman in Xia Yifeng's arms, "Prince Xia really loves to joke."
"She is the one I married back to my family in a big sedan chair. If she is not my wife, then what is she?" Feeling the chills coming from Yan Hong's body with interest, Xia Yifeng never understood why Yan Hong always looked at her like this.
After all, in his impression, there was no conflict with Piaomiao Palace.
"She is just a pawn in your plan. For Prince Xia, what is more important than you being the emperor?" Yan Hong curled her lips sarcastically and pointed at Mu Yan in Xia Yifeng's arms.
"I don't know where you want to take her, but if you want her best, it's best to keep her here."
Ignoring Yan Hong's righteous warning, Xia Yifeng winked at Liu Yiyi, who was coming not far away. Then he jumped up and jumped onto the roof. He took a deep look at the fight between the two on the ground and smiled slightly.
, hugged Mu Yan and disappeared.
After waking up again in a warm room and soft blankets, looking at the unfamiliar environment, Mu Yan sat up suddenly and carefully observed every scene in the room.
In front of the rosewood piano stand, a man in white clothes was sitting. After noticing that he had woken up, he raised his eyes slightly and met Mu Yan's eyes.
The extremely beautiful eyes were ethereal and profound, and the mask on his face left a deep impression on Mu Yan. After all, on the first night she came to this world, she saw this strange man wearing a mask.
The sound of the piano rises, first as gentle and lingering as gurgling water, and then slowly as majestic as the roaring sea, making people feel as if they are in the boundless wilderness, feeling relaxed and happy.
The song ended, and time seemed to stand still at the moment when the music stopped. Watching the man reach out and slowly take off his mask, Mu Yan suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. He lowered his voice and held his breath, watching him silently, looking at the mask that was still there.
With an exquisite but lifeless face, Mu Yan's heart sank to the bottom.
"Wake up." A smile slowly appeared on Xia Yifeng's face. Noticing the flash of disappointment in Mu Yan's eyes, Xia Yifeng walked to the bed, stretched out her hand to lift Mu Yan's chin, and looked at the ribbon
With a stubborn face, he said, "Why, are you disappointed? I hope the person who plays the piano for you is that Murong Zixuan?"
"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Mu Yan knocked off Xia Yifeng's hand and smiled coldly, "My lord, have you ever cared about my affairs?"
"That's right, Murong Zixuan will die in my hands regardless of whether it is true or not." Feng Qingyun's words made Mu Yan straighten his body again and look at Mu Yan with an extremely serious expression. Xia Yifeng spoke again loudly,
"Whether it's Xia Mingyi, Murong Zixuan, or that shrinking turtle Feng Xiaoling, as long as there is a chance for you to leave me, I will make them disappear from this world."