"Xia Yifeng, you are shameless!" Mu Yan froze for a long time, clenching her fists fiercely, and moved her angry eyes away from Xia Yifeng's face. She did not expect that he would say such a shameless thing.
Come on!
Mu Yan didn't understand. He didn't understand what this ghost-like man wanted to do! The world he wanted was now at his fingertips, so why bother struggling with everyone?
Staring into Mu Yan's gloomy eyes with a smile, Xia Yifeng tugged at the corners of her lips, stood up and walked out the door without saying anything, and dropped a sentence that made Mu Yan even angrier, "Stay here during this period, don't have any delusions."
Run away, that bamboo forest formation has been changed by me, you can't get out."
Sitting there in a heap of dejection, Mu Yan had been trying to calm down, but finally she became uncontrollably furious. Xia Yifeng brought her here just to imprison her and prevent her from escaping from Prince Xia's mansion again?!
Jumping out of bed quickly, Mu Yan walked out of the house vigilantly. As expected, Xia Yifeng had disappeared.
Looking at some strange yet familiar scenes, listening to the sound of snow dripping from the eaves of the bridge not far away, in the quiet environment, several white paper lanterns were fluttering on the trees.
The biting cold wind made Mu Yan shiver violently, and his thoughts that had been so chaotic gradually began to become clear.
Wrapped in clothes, she returned to the house and sat cross-legged on the bed, recalling everything Xia Yifeng said and everything she knew about this place.
Although there were many traps in the bamboo forest, she had only walked through it a few times, but her innate photographic memory had already allowed Mu Yan to remember exactly how to get out. Now Xia Yifeng had disrupted the orientation of the entire bamboo forest.
, for Mu Yan, it is necessary not to touch any traps, but to find the places where she has marked them, and then rearrange them in her head to find a way out...
Clenching his fists, Mu Yan frowned
How difficult this was to do. At this moment, she knew very well that otherwise Xia Yifeng would not have dared to leave her alone here without asking.
This ancient formation has always been extremely mysterious in Mu Yan's memory. Although she was a troubled person in the underworld in her past life, and many other families obeyed her instructions, there were still some people who could be on an equal footing with her.
, just like the exhibitor on the other side of the ocean
It was a mysterious family, the underworld, arms, and all industries related to making money. Although there were not many members in the family, each of them had special skills. Such ancient institutions were the only place she went to Zhan's house.
Once, he saw its power, and it also made Mu Yan understand better why Zhanjia has been able to remain undefeated.
In this unknown dynasty, in the hands of Xia Yifeng, a man who was even more ruthless than the Zhan family, Mu Yan didn't expect the bamboo forest array he set up to be any simpler...
After getting dressed, Mu Yan put on her mink fur and walked out of the room, walking slowly in the manor where she was the only one. Bamboo forests surrounded the manor, and the exotic flowers and plants everywhere made it impossible to tell where the beginning was.
direction of entry
She walked without a clue, until Mu Yan felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, and then she turned around helplessly and returned to the room she originally walked out of.
Looking at Xiaobai with his huge body and snow-white fur, twisting his buttocks to greet him, Mu Yan felt dumbfounded.
After patting the pet that suddenly appeared, Mu Yan glanced at the food that had already been placed on the table, and walked over to eat without resisting. She didn't know how long she would have to suffer here, but even if it was just for the sake of her stomach
Mu Yan knows that she can't fight against food now, even if she can't eat much at all.
After staying in this secret manor for more than a week with no choice, Mu Yan had to face Xia Yifeng's endless teasing and provocations every day.
From being furious at the beginning, to feeling calm later, Mu Yan has gradually reached the point where she completely ignores Xia Yifeng. Although he still appears in her sight on time every day, he wants to see her angry expression in every possible way.
Sitting in the tub, comfortably facing the direction of the door, Mu Yan lowered his head and looked at his swollen belly, a gentle look slowly appeared on his face.
The door was pushed open silently, and Mu Yan's eyes turned deep. He stood up with a sneer. He didn't expect Xia Yifeng to come here two hours early today.
Her wet hair stuck tightly to her back, and her charming looming curves made the person standing at the door narrow her eyes slightly and put on her clothes in a hurry. Mu Yan was just about to turn around and ask sarcastically, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Is it enjoyable?"
But her expression became stiff for a moment after she saw the person at the door.
Staring at Mu Yan's body wrapped in clothes with a smirk, the man reached out to close the door and stood there, looking at Mu Yan's astonished smile, and raised his lips, "Madam, do you still remember me?"
After regaining his composure, Mu Yan coldly stepped out of the bathtub. Looking at the man who should have died by his own hands a long time ago, he slightly regretted letting him live. Although he was Xia Yifeng's confidant, he dared to be calm now.
After peeking at himself taking a shower, Mu Yan was able to conclude that nothing good would happen to him this time.
"Remember, how could I forget you?"
Lowering his eyes and smiling slightly, Mu Yan calmly put the dagger hidden under his robe into his cuff, turned around and made eye contact with the man named Leng Yi with a sinister expression at the door, "Why don't you come to see me?"
Whatever it is, you might as well tell it directly."
"It's nothing, I just came to see if the princess who was about to be deposed by the prince is doing well." The wound on the neck has turned into an ugly scar, and the unforgettable pain in the forehead makes me feel cold when I think about it now.
Also, his expression became a little ferocious.
Step by step, he walked forward and saw that Mu Yan was wearing soft robes, with slightly loose robes hanging down. His skin was as fair and smooth as snow and jade, his jade face was lightly brushed, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his whole body exuded a kind of aura.
A touch of cold air suddenly made me feel that the timing of my coming here today was just a coincidence.
An obscene light suddenly appeared in his eyes, causing Mu Yan, who had been observing him, to frown. Was this man going crazy after his own throat was cut?