Looking contemptuously at Leng Yan'er who said nothing, Yan Hong turned around and walked to Mu Yan's side, then patted Mu Yan's shoulder and comforted her softly: "Heng'er will be fine. Let's pack our things and go back to Miaomiao now."
If Gong looks for Senior Yun, she will definitely find a way to save Heng'er."
Piaomiao Palace?
Listening to Yan Hong's words, Leng Yan'er's eyes flashed and she looked at Yan Hong calmly. Leng Yan'er squinted her eyes, and then asked doubtfully: "The senior Yun you are talking about is Yun Qingshan, the Mohist medical fairy."
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"Who are you?!" She didn't expect Leng Yan'er to know so clearly. Yan Hong looked at her warily and asked in a cold voice. Who really knows the identity of Yun Qingshan in this world?
Merely countable
Looking into Yan Hong's eyes with a faint smile, Leng Yan'er did not answer her question immediately. Instead, after silently accepting everyone's gaze for a while, she slowly spoke again and unexpectedly said: "If you really
If you know Yun Qingshan, you should also know Leng Yundi."
Looking at Mu Moheng on the bed indifferently, Leng Yan'er immediately turned around and walked out of the room. The moment he stepped out of the door, he suddenly paused and said: "Yan'er, it's best not to remove the poison later than tomorrow morning."
You decide whether to stay or leave." After saying that, he disappeared from everyone's eyes without any regrets.
Watching Leng Yaner leave, a group of confused people began to ask about the truth of the matter.
They all gathered around Feng Ruowu, including Mu Tong, Mu Tianhan, Yan Hong, Ruizhu, Lingyin and Pingfan. They all surrounded Feng Ruowu and stared at Feng Ruowu sharply.
I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable
Feng Ruowu told everyone everything in detail. She didn't expect that things would turn out like this. After watching everyone become extremely excited after listening to her words, Feng Ruowu couldn't help but secretly think in her heart.
sighed
"Gu insect?! It must have been done by that bastard Xia Yifeng! I'm going back to kill him!" Mu Tong, who immediately pointed the finger of suspicion at Xia Yifeng, cursed with a ferocious expression and rushed out, leaving Feng Ruowu stunned.
After stopping her forcefully, she still waited for Feng Ruowu to look at her in confusion, as if she would definitely do something to her if she dared to stop her again.
The quite calm Banfan and Qi Fengyuan, who had been staying in the corner of the room without making a sound, were searching for other suspicious candidates more carefully. Everyone was giving advice and suggestions, but they kept standing.
Mu Yan, who was in front of the bed, didn't react at all. It wasn't until Mu Moheng, who was on the bed, suddenly reacted, that Mu Yan said with a pale face: "Get out, I want to be alone for a while."
After driving everyone out of the room, Mu Yan knelt nervously in front of the bed and carefully stroked Mu Moheng's cheek. The moment he watched Mu Moheng slowly open his eyes, Mu Yan's eyes also flickered.
turned red, and then slowly shed tears from the corners of his eyes.
Biting her lower lip hard, Mu Yan looked at the little devil in front of him like a treasure, and his heart was filled with unprecedented fear!
Mu Yan, who has always been in a very high position, has never cherished a person's life so much, and been so afraid of losing a person's existence. To her, Heng'er and Xi'er are her life.
The source of her life, she could cut off her arms and legs by herself, or die by herself, but the only thing she didn't want was to cause these two children a little pain.
"Heng'er, does it still hurt?" He asked with a trembling voice. Mu Yan did not dare to touch Mu Moheng's body easily, so he could only continue to kneel there and carefully observe Mu Moheng's expression.
Mu Moheng, who opened his eyes, struggled to get up from the bed after seeing Mu Yan with tears on his face. Then he looked at Mu Yan nervously and asked timidly: "Why are you crying?"
Did Heng'er do something to make mother unhappy? If mother doesn't cry, Heng'er will change, and Heng'er won't want mother to be unhappy!"
The child's innocent words made Mu Yan's inner defenses collapse instantly. He looked at Mu Moheng with tears streaming down his face. Mu Yan reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head, and then stretched out his hands to hug Mu Moheng into his arms.
Lightly and constantly stroking Mu Moheng's soft hair, feeling Mu Moheng's body temperature, Mu Yan's heart was like being pierced by the tip of a knife, and the pain slowly stopped.
"Heng'er, be good. Mom is not angry with Heng'er." He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Moheng in his arms. He was staring at him motionlessly with his little face raised. Mu Yan lowered his head and placed a gentle mark on his forehead.
A kiss, and then asked softly: "Is Heng'er's body still hurting?"
"Heng'er is not in pain, Heng'er will be fine, mother, don't cry." Raising his little hand, Mu Moheng moved awkwardly, wiping the tears that had not yet dried on Mu Yan's face, and then nodded affirmatively again, saying: "
It really doesn’t hurt anymore, Heng’er is fine!”
Trying her best to control her emotions, Mu Yan's lower lip was almost bitten by her and she stopped making any sound. Mu Yan just hugged Mu Moheng's body quietly, feeling unspeakably irritated in his heart.
How could she bear to let Heng'er suffer such a heart-breaking crime? The removal of the poison was too dangerous for Heng'er, and she couldn't stand to watch Heng'er in such a situation.
Turn a blind eye to the dangerous position, but if the poison is not removed, Heng'er will be unable to bear the attacks again and again in the future...
The sense of crisis that she might lose Heng'er at any time made Mu Yan's body begin to tremble involuntarily. She was afraid that in the next second, this little thing who was trying to please herself would never speak again.
Say something to yourself
Feeling that something was wrong with Mu Yan, Mu Moheng, who was always smart, tugged on Mu Yan's lapel with a serious expression. Then when he saw Mu Yan lowering his head to look at him, he stretched out his hand to smooth Mu Yan's frown.
He also asked aloud: "Mom has something on your mind. Do you want to tell Heng'er? Heng'er will help mother solve it!"
The "silly boy" gave a helpless smile. Mu Yan took a deep breath, and then asked Mu Moheng softly, as if he had made up a great determination: "What if it hurts more at night than during the day?"
, what will Heng'er do?"
Recalling the painful feeling on his body not long ago, Mu Moheng shuddered violently. This action also made Mu Yan, who had been holding him, feel it very clearly.
Mu Moheng, who was less than six years old, was very afraid and resistant to that kind of feeling. However, with the simple intuition of a child, Mu Moheng felt that if he said he was afraid, his mother would definitely be worried, so he struggled to say goodbye.
After breaking off his little hand, Mu Moheng nodded vigorously and whispered: "Heng'er is not afraid of pain. Heng'er is a man. Don't worry, mother!"
Noticing Mu Moheng's small movements, Mu Yan hugged his body lovingly. After a long time, Mu Moheng slowly heard Mu Yan's vague voice, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, mother."