Listening to Xia Yifeng's order, Liu Yiyi frowned reluctantly and accepted Xia Yifeng's gaze. After lowering her head and thinking for a long time, Liu Yiyi spoke, "Is this matter related to Mu Yan? You just got along with
Isn’t what Xia Mingyi said true? She is really in your bedroom?"
"Yiyi" whispered Liu Yiyi's name, and what shuddered in Xia Yifeng's eyes was a chilling emotion. "When will you start? Do you also question what I said?"
There was still a faint smile on his face. Xia Yifeng sat quietly in the chair, holding his side face with one hand, staring at Liu Yiyi's expression motionlessly as he wanted to say something, but
After all, Xia Yifeng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since I understand, let's do Ziluo as I said. You can arrange tomorrow's things for Jiang Shuying, and you can notify me to see,
What kind of expression would she look like when she knew her son was dead?”
After explaining the two of them, Xia Yifeng remembered Mu Yan, who was still thrown in the bedroom by him, and Xia Yifeng stood up and walked out of the study and walked towards the bedroom.
Returning to his room and standing at the door, Xia Yifeng looked at the person who was still lying on the bed, and his empty heart was filled in an instant.
Walking slowly to the bed, Xia Yifeng sighed and reached out to untie Mu Yan's acupoints. Xia Yifeng looked at Mu Yan sitting up silently, glanced at the clothes that had been torn to pieces by himself, and then sat in a blanket wrapped around
There, Xia Yifeng cleared his throat awkwardly and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to prepare some food for you."
"Thank you for your concern, I think it's better to forget it." A scattered gaze fell on Xia Yifeng's face, and Mu Yan refused Xia Yifeng's kindness expressionlessly. "The things in the palace are not something that I, a grass man, can eat, the emperor is tolerant and tolerant.
, I hope to let the people live a way out and let me leave here.”
"Leave?" Mu Yan's words made Xia Yifeng's good mood disappear in an instant and looked at Mu Yan with a sneer. Xia Yifeng asked jokingly: "Where do you think you can go? I said I will not let you go again
If you are worried about the boy from the Murong family, then I tell you, don’t worry about him, because before killing him, I will definitely take you there and witness how he died.”
"Xia Yifeng, I really regret knowing you." He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Yifeng standing by the bed. Mu Yan's hoarse voice was filled with endless desolation, "Tell me, what do I want to do to let me go, let me go
Murong family? Hum?"
"You don't think about it in this life!" Two balls of angry flames flashed in her eyes. Xia Yifeng took a step forward, held Mu Yan's wrist tightly, and unexpectedly threw Mu Yan on the bed again as the quilt slipped onto Mu Yan's chest.
In front, Xia Yifeng forcibly controlled his emotions, looked at Mu Yan under him and asked, "Why don't you believe me?"
"Why should I believe you?" I thought Xia Yifeng's question was extremely funny. Mu Yan raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically and looked at Xia Yifeng in confusion. "Why did I use me, kill my whole family, and intend to kill my life.
You have trust? Xia Yifeng, what is your point worthy of my trust? Don’t compare yourself with Murong Zixuan, because you can’t even compare to one of his fingers!”
Listening to Mu Yan's clear accusations, Xia Yifeng felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort in his heart and his breathing gradually became heavier. Xia Yifeng looked at the disdain and hatred for him in Mu Yan's eyes, and slowly let go of her wrist in annoyance.
The two of them kept frozen there in a strange posture, looking at each other, but didn't say a word again
Leaving Mu Yan's body depressedly, sitting by the bed, Xia Yifeng was unable to argue with Mu Yan anymore. He tilted his head to look at Mu Yan for everything he had done to her, Xia Yifeng said unexpectedly: "If I say, kill me."
Mu Tong’s murderer is not someone else, but Murong Zixuan. What would you think?”
"Fart! Impossible!" Without thinking, Mu Yan rudely responded to Xia Yifeng's words and sat up suddenly. Mu Yan ignored the quilt that had slipped off his body, stared at Xia Yifeng with a sarcastic look, and asked with a sneer.
: "You think I will believe you if you say that? Tell me, what purpose and motivation does Murong Zixuan have to attack Mu Tong? Who has been taking care of Mu Tong in the past few years since I was away?
?Not you! So you are not qualified to accuse Murong Zixuan of something wrong. Do you understand Xia Yifeng? Don’t say that the person who killed Mu Tong was Murong Zixuan. Even if it was him, I believe he must have difficulties!"
He shouted loudly to Xia Yifeng, and Mu Yan found that when he faced Xia Yifeng, he could no longer control his emotions.
"What you mean is that if Mu Tong really died at Murong Zixuan's hands, you would forgive him, right?" Xia Yifeng spoke with a gloomy expression. He never expected that what he got would be like this.
The answer looked at Mu Yan sitting in front of him with a serious look on his face. Xia Yifeng had never had such an urge to kill someone!
Suddenly grabbed Mu Yan's long hair scattered on his shoulders, and looked at Mu Yan's still glaring at him with an expression unchanged. Xia Yifeng smiled without anger and said, "Very good, I want to see if you can tolerate him."
When will it be! Don’t you believe me? Don’t you suspect that I sent someone to kill Murong Zixuan? I will now fulfill the crime you have on me! And the two of you and Murong Zixuan
A wild breeder, I want you to see with your own eyes how they died!”
He stood up and strode to leave, but Xia Yifeng's clothes were caught by Mu Yan tightly
On her fair skin, there were marks left by Xia Yifeng, and she grabbed the corner of Xia Yifeng's clothes naked. Mu Yan looked at Xia Yifeng with scarlet eyes, and said with a trembling voice: "You dare to touch a hair of my child, I'm a ghost."
I won't let you go!"
"What? Are you scared?" Looking at Mu Yan under him in the form of a winner, Xia Yifeng sneered, "If you beg for mercy, you must always beg for mercy, isn't it right? I have killed countless people and still care about that
The lives of two little ghosts? Kill Murong Zixuan and kill two children and you will stay in the cold palace all your life. Don’t want to leave this palace one step again!”
The whole body exuded a cold and decisive aura. Xia Yifeng knocked down Mu Yan’s hand from the corner of his clothes, turned around without hesitation, but the sound of footsteps coming from behind him made him frown.