After waving his hand, Xia Yifeng pushed away the servants around him and stood alone. Xia Yifeng thought over and over about what happened today.
He and Mu Yan were rarely able to talk calmly, but it was rare to have such a fierce argument like today. Why did Mu Yan dare to threaten him again and again for the sake of that kid from the Murong family?
Xia Yifeng's face slowly darkened. He thought of Mu Yan and Murong Zixuan's two children and could no longer think about it. His wife, whom he was marrying, had a child with another man. What's even more ridiculous is that he still couldn't.
When did he become so hesitant about killing those two bastards? Was he afraid that killing those two brats would make Mu Yan heartbroken...?
The gentle smile on Mu Yan's face when he looked at the two children appeared in front of his eyes. It was a tight fist that he had never seen before. Xia Yifeng straightened up and walked slowly towards Ziyuan Pavilion.
Stepping lightly into Ziyuan Pavilion, because of Feng Ruowu's request, there were no servants here. Only two palace maids were left to serve a few people. She stared deeply at the candlelit room and thought.
Thinking about it, Xia Yifeng strode over.
Approaching the room and following the unlocked door, Xia Yifeng looked at the scene inside the room. What he didn't expect was that the person in the room was not Feng Ruowu, but that kid, Mu Moxi.
At this time, Mu Moxi had messy hair and was wearing a small outer robe. Under the outer robe was the lotus root silk shirt she wore when sleeping. Her two short legs were looming under the table, and her little face was lying on the table in distress.
On the bed, holding a pen in his hand, he scribbled something and made pitiful whines from time to time, like a lost puppy, pitiful
The two candles on the table illuminated everything around Mu Moxi brightly, and allowed Xia Yifeng outside the door to clearly see her every move. She frowned. Xia Yifeng gently opened the door and walked in. The door rang.
The movement startled Mu Moxi who was at the table. She was startled, then quickly raised her head and looked here, and said with a panicked expression: "Aunt Feng, Xi'er will go to bed right now..."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Moxi saw the person standing in the room curl his lips, and the tears in his eyes began to roll continuously. His facial features were tangled together. Mu Moxi sat motionless in the chair, looking in front of him.
Xia Yifeng's expression was about to burst into tears, and Xia Yifeng didn't know what to do.
Finally, Mu Moxi couldn't help it anymore, cried out and threw down the brush in his hand. His chubby little hands began to wipe the tears on his face. While crying, Mu Moxi also cried to Xia Yifeng: "You
Return your mother to me. Xi'er wants to go home with her. Xi'er misses her! You are a bad person. Xi'er doesn't want to see you again!"
Mu Moxi's cry naturally alerted Feng Ruowu who was in the room next to her, opened the door and ran in quickly. When Feng Ruowu saw Xia Yifeng standing in the room, her heart suddenly shook with caution.
After walking past Xia Yifeng and arriving at Mu Moxi's side, seeing Xia Yifeng standing there without any reaction, Feng Ruowu's heart that had been hanging on her chest slowly fell to the ground.
"Xi'er, good, what's wrong?" Picking up Mu Moxi, Feng Ruowu patted Mu Moxi's back gently, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say you want to write a letter to your mother? How do you write it?
Are you still crying?"
"Aunt Feng" raised her tear-stained face from Feng Ruowu's shoulder and glanced at Xia Yifeng with hatred. Mu Moxi cried out of breath and said: "Xi'er hates him, hates him
"Xia Jianjian" finished crying, Mu Moxi let out another wow, lay on Feng Ruowu's shoulder, tightly hugged Feng Ruowu's neck with both arms, and began to cry sadly.
Mu Moxi's constant crying soon woke up Mu Moheng who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Listening to his sister's cry, Mu Moheng on the bed began to cry involuntarily.
Standing in the middle of the room, Xia Yifeng listened to the earth-shattering cries of the two children with a headache, turned around with a gloomy expression, and left Ziyuan Pavilion without thinking, leaving Feng Ruowu alone to deal with the mess he caused.
After walking out of the yard, Xia Yifeng looked back and sighed heavily in the room where the two children could still be heard crying. Xia Yifeng returned to the imperial study in frustration and continued to deal with the memorial that he had ignored for several hours.
One thick memorial after another made Xia Yifeng's already bad mood become even lower and lower. He stretched out his hand and pressed his temples.
Unrest? If Cangming had the ability, why not send troops to attack immediately?
Thinking of what happened when she was sent to the frontier as a child, the spit on her face and the footprints on her body, Xia Yifeng no longer regrets everything.
Conspiracy to kill his so-called biological father may be something that is unacceptable in the eyes of outsiders, but in Xia Yifeng's heart, it was something he had sworn to do as early as the day his mother died! If it weren't for his father,
How could he, who was obsessed with ghosts and fascinated by Jiang Shuying, put his mother and son into the cold palace? If he was not favored by his father, how could his mother be killed by Jiang Shuying's design? How could he be sent to the frontier?
After those few years, life was worse than death?
The scene of his mother dying at his feet is a shocking and terrifying scene that Xia Yifeng will never forget in his life. Even thinking about it now, Xia Yifeng still shudders. The white bugs crawling out of his body make his mother look like that.
The sound of Jiang Shuying's laughter beside her made Xia Yifeng always remember it in his heart. He couldn't describe the fear and uneasiness in his heart when he saw that scene. He couldn't let go. He turned around and ran away, and heard his mother's weak voice calling his name.
time, but never had the courage to look back at her again
All the memory fragments poured into Xia Yifeng's mind, making his hatred for Jiang Shuying's mother and son even clearer!
After snapping the case, Xia Yifeng exuded anger and strode out of the door. He glanced at Xiao Ziluo and Liu Yiyi who were guarding the door at some point. Xia Yifeng didn't say anything and walked straight towards the dungeon.
Following Xia Yifeng silently, Liu Yiyi and the two looked at where the road was leading. They couldn't help but glance at each other worriedly. It was so late. What was Xia Yifeng going to do there? The only thing that could be done in the dungeon was to let Xia Yifeng go.
Xia Yifeng went there in person, and only Xia Mingyi was left...