Xia Yifeng and Murong Zixuan's exchange of words caused the atmosphere in the room to drop sharply.
Leaning her body, Xia Yifeng's chin rested on Mu Yan's forehead. Mu Yan kept his head lowered and stood there silently, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with her.
Looking condescendingly at Murong Zixuan's neither humble nor arrogant expression, Xia Yifeng said nothing more, just grabbed Mu Yan's wrist and strode past everyone, preparing to leave with Mu Yan.
Following Xia Yifeng obediently, when Mu Yan passed by Murong Zixuan, he couldn't help but turn around to look at his gentle and elegant appearance. The gentle smile on Murong Zixuan's face hurt Mu Yan.
Yan's eyes
Standing straight on the spot, the words Murong Zixuan spoke to Mu Yan with his lips made Mu Yan's heart suddenly shake.
"wait for me"
Muttering to himself and repeating Murong Zixuan's words in his heart, Mu Yan's calm heart began to have troubles. What did he mean by asking her to wait for him? Mu Yan, who was just bowing his head in thought, did not notice the face of Xia Yifeng next to him at all.
With an angry expression, when Mu Yan started to become alert, the two of them had already arrived at a mansion that Mu Yan was unfamiliar with.
He raised his foot and kicked the door open. Standing at the door, Xia Yifeng's narrow eyes exuded a cold light that made people dare not look directly. "Get out of here!" The suppressed roar made all the servants kneeling in the room.
, all trembling, walked out of the room and grabbed Mu Yan's wrist. Xia Yifeng forcefully closed the distance between the two. Looking at Mu Yan's face so close, Xia Yifeng said sarcastically with a hoarse voice: "Meeting my old friend.
, does it make you so happy? You are so happy that you have forgotten my existence around you?!"
Pushing Mu Yan's body, Xia Yifeng angrily threw her onto the big bed in the room, then turned over and pressed Mu Yan underneath her.
"What? Are you scared? That's the only expression you have on me, right?!" Junyi's facial features were a little distorted because he was too angry. Xia Yifeng asked Mu Yan with a ferocious expression, looking at Mu Yan who still looked indifferently.
She didn't even have the intention to speak perfunctorily to herself. Xia Yifeng leaned down quickly, suppressed Mu Yan's struggling body, and kissed Mu Yan's lips roughly and violently.
With rejection and contempt flashing in his eyes, Mu Yan struggled desperately, but he couldn't get away from Xia Yifeng who was already going crazy. In desperation, Mu Yan could only bite Xia Yifeng's tongue fiercely. The faint taste of blood made Xia Yifeng's eyes change.
Mu Yan's red eyes saw that the clothes on his body were about to be torn apart by Xia Yifeng again. His hands pulled Xia Yifeng's body in panic. Just as Mu Yan was dodging left and right to escape Xia Yifeng's rain-like kiss, his peripheral vision suddenly swept away.
Reaching the dagger placed by the bedside
On the black knife holder, there was a golden dagger inlaid with a dragon-shaped pattern. Mu Yan's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent. He touched the dagger with all his strength, and stabbed Xia Yifeng fiercely.
The dagger suddenly pierced Xia Yifeng's left shoulder. The blood soaked Xia Yifeng's clothes. It also dripped down Mu Yan's hand holding the dagger and onto Mu Yan's face. For a moment, time seemed to have stopped. Mu Yan was lying on the bed.
Looking at Xia Yifeng's lifeless expression with disheveled hair, and his dazed clothes covered in blood, Mu Yan felt as if there were tears flashing in Xia Yifeng's eyes, which hit Mu Yan's heart hard.
hammer
"You can avoid it." Mu Yan threw away the dagger in his hand and turned away, not wanting to see Xia Yifeng again.
He could completely dodge her blow.
The blood stained Xia Yifeng's bright yellow clothes, and Xia Yifeng's furious expression gradually became calmer. He slowly sat up, and Xia Yifeng took off his clothes without saying a word.
The shocking scar on Xia Yifeng's chest caught Mu Yan's eyes, and Mu Yan suddenly recalled the past.
That was the scar she left on him in the military camp of Yun'an City...
After getting out of bed, Xia Yifeng silently took out the medicine box from the cabinet against the wall and bandaged her wounds skillfully. Mu Yan on the bed could only lie there quietly at this time. She didn't understand why Xia Yifeng
His expression will be so calm
After taking care of the wound, Xia Yifeng still silently found some clothes to change into and stood on the bedside. Xia Yifeng glanced at Mu Yan deeply and asked softly: "Get up, I will take you back to Ziyuan Pavilion."
This ordinary sentence made Mu Yan feel indescribable sorrow in his heart. He got up from the bed with a solemn expression. Mu Yan tidied up his clothes that were pulled apart by Xia Yifeng and looked at Xia Yifeng coldly dismissing those things that came to him.
The newly arrived palace maid and eunuch walked quietly in front of him, and Mu Yan couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
"Mu Yan" standing outside the Ziyuan Pavilion, Xia Yifeng suddenly stopped her steps and called Mu Yan's name in a cold voice. Xia Yifeng slowly looked back, staring at Mu Yan's somewhat surprised expression, and said: "In
In this world, the only person qualified to stand by your side will not be Murong Zixuan, it can only be me. Since you don’t believe that Murong Zixuan is the murderer of Mu Tong, then I will give you a little
Seeing his true face clearly allows you to see clearly what kind of man Murong Zixuan, the master of Piaomiao Palace, really is."
Taking two steps back, Xia Yifeng looked deeply at Mu Yan, then turned around and left decisively.
Walking into the Ziyuan Pavilion dejectedly, Mu Yan walked back to the room with a stiff expression and opened the door. Looking at the bright smiling faces of Feng Ruowu and the two children, Mu Yan could only raise the corners of his mouth and reveal an ugly smile.
"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Feng Ruowu stood up nervously. Looking at Mu Yan standing there weakly, Feng Ruowu couldn't help but feel shocked, "Did Xia Yifeng attack you again?"
Shaking his head, Mu Yan slowly walked to the table and sat down holding the table. Mu Yan picked up Mu Moheng who took the initiative to run towards her arms. He raised his head with a helpless expression, looked at Feng Ruowu and said:
"I stabbed him"
Opening her eyes wide, Feng Ruowu didn't understand the meaning of Mu Yan's words for a while. But as Mu Yan later told what happened, Feng Ruowu felt that the air around her became a little colder, and she couldn't help but shudder.
"Yan'er" looked at Mu Yan seriously, Feng Ruowu whispered uneasily: "Could we have really misunderstood Xia Yifeng?"
"Is that so?" With a faint smile, there was still obvious sarcasm. Mu Yan did not shake his head or nod. He just said his impression of Xia Yifeng, "I hate him and hate him to the bone. If I stab him to death with a knife today, I really feel that
It’s nothing but his words that made me feel unsure.”
The voice paused, and Mu Yan lowered his head and spoke again in a vague voice: "What should we do if it is really Zixuan?"