Without saying anything more, as Mu Yan remained silent, Murong Zixuan took the time to leave the room, leaving only Mu Yan and Leng Yan'er.
Murong Zixuan's departure made Mu Yan sigh heavily, curled up and sat on the chair. Mu Yan hugged his legs tightly, silently suppressing his current urge to kill.
Slowly walking in front of Mu Yan, Leng Yan'er licked Tian's dry lower lip and looked at Mu Yan hesitantly. After struggling with himself for a long time, Leng Yan'er knelt down and talked to Mu Yan.
Their eyes met and he asked softly: "Yan'er, what do you want to do now?"
Mu Yan's pressing step by step towards Yin Bingchen and his meek obedience to Murong Zixuan just now made Leng Yan'er feel a shudder in her heart. She couldn't guess what Mu Yan was thinking now, and she didn't know Mu Yan's next plan.
What is it? Leng Yaner is not even sure whether Mu Yan will disappear from his sight in the next second.
However, Leng Yan'er can be sure of one thing from Mu Yan's current expression, that is, Mu Yan will not leave Xia Yifeng so easily, otherwise, Mu Yan will not be so upset.
"Who knows?" Mu Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, stretched out his hand to rub Leng Yan'er's hair, and then said jokingly: "If possible, I would also like to ask myself what should I do."
There was really not much that could be done in three days. During these three days, Mu Yan knew that Murong Zixuan would definitely send someone to keep an eye on her. Even if she could move freely, it would only be after dark.
In such a short period of time, she might not even be able to find the place where Xia Yifeng was being held. How was she going to rescue him? Should she go to the Tribulation Field?
The worst plans kept looming in Mu Yan's mind, making Mu Yan groan in pain.
Can we really only save one of Xia Yifeng's and Xi'er's lives...?
He pursed his lips in grievance. The long-lost feeling of being surrounded on all sides once again made Mu Yan feel suffocated. Moreover, what Mu Yan couldn't figure out was how did that bitch Xia Yifeng, who usually had such a good brain, fall into Murong Zixuan's hands this time?
A trap? He had been immersed in his own thoughts and couldn't extricate himself. It was not until a long time later that the sky outside had turned dark. Mu Yan heard Leng Yan'er said impatiently: "Go out for a walk."
With a forced smile, Leng Yan'er stretched out her hand to pull Mu Yan up from the chair. Facing Mu Yan's puzzled gaze, Leng Yan'er said with twinkling eyes: "Murong Zixuan did not stipulate that you and I will be together in these three days."
God, I can only stay here and can’t go out, can’t I?”
Leng Yan'er forcibly dragged her outside. The cold air that hit her face made Mu Yan tighten her clothes involuntarily.
Following Leng Yaner, the two left the mansion aimlessly and walked in the palace. Mu Yan felt the breath of the people following him and raised the corner of his mouth coldly.
Murong Zixuan thought, could a person of this level be able to look after him?
"Where is that place?" Leng Yan'er stopped, frowned and looked at the palace in front of him, and asked curiously in a low voice.
Along the way, what Leng Yaner and Mu Yan saw the most were the regularly distributed mansions and courtyards one after another. However, like the place in front of them that was guarded by so many people and brightly lit, the two of them still
first time seeing
When she didn't get a reply from Mu Yan, Leng Yan'er started to speculate again and murmured to herself: "Is this the territory of a woman whom Yin Bingchen favors?"
"Maybe it's a man." He interrupted Leng Yan'er with a smile. Mu Yan said abruptly, "How do you know that Yin Bingchen doesn't like men?" Leng Yan'er was completely frozen there. Then, as the door opened,
The two people who came out of the room, Mu Yan and Leng Yaner's doubts disappeared.
Yin Mengyuan, with a smile on her face, nestled next to Murong Zixuan lovingly, holding Murong Zixuan's arms tightly with both hands. The happy look on Yin Mengyuan's face made Mu Yan even in Yixuan's country.
, never seen before
Folding his arms with interest, Mu Yan stood there with an evil smile, accepting the looks from Murong Zixuan and Yin Mengyuan.
She was stunned. When Yin Mengyuan saw Mu Yan, her expression changed obviously, and the smile at the corner of her mouth disappeared in an instant.
She shivered and hid behind Murong Zixuan. Yin Mengyuan didn't even dare to poke her head out and secretly glance at Mu Yan's face. The fear from her heart dominated Yin Mengyuan's whole body and hugged her tightly.
Murong Zixuan's body and Yin Mengyuan's sharp screams were particularly clear in the middle of the night.
"Ah!!!! Zixuan, save me, save me!!! She is going to kill me, please save me quickly!!!"
Yin Mengyuan's shout made the guards guarding outside the palace gate rush to Yin Mengyuan as if facing a formidable enemy. They raised their weapons and faced Mu Yan with an imposing manner. They were surrounded.
Mu Yan, who was living there, relaxed his muscles and bones calmly, crossed the crowd, met Murong Zixuan's eyes, smiled meaningfully, and said: "What a coincidence."
"Yan'er, it's not what you think," he explained to Mu Yan in a low voice. Murong Zixuan sighed, knocked out Yin Mengyuan who was hugging him hard, and then, in front of everyone's surprised eyes,
Yin Mengyuan picked her up, glanced around at the guards who were an eyesore, and Murong Zixuan said in a cold voice: "You have nothing to do here, please step aside."
Slowly walking in front of Mu Yan, the anxiety in Murong Zixuan's eyes made Leng Yan'er feel a little funny and snorted coldly. Leng Yan'er turned her head to Mu Yan and said, "Yan'er, let's go back."
"Yan'er, please listen to my explanation." He stopped Mu Yan's movements. Looking at Mu Yan who turned around and was really about to leave, Murong Zixuan strode around Mu Yan's body and blocked Mu Yan's path.
He whispered in front of him: "I don't care about other things, but this is the only thing I can't let you misunderstand."
Staring into Mu Yan's eyes with burning eyes, Murong Zixuan continued: "Yin Bingchen only asked me to be responsible for curing her illness. She and I have no other relationship."
"Whether it doesn't matter, that's your business." Mu Yanfeng smiled, shrugged his shoulders lightly, and said words that made Murong Zixuan chill, "I have already seen what kind of woman Yin Mengyuan is.
"I once told her that I can't compare with her because her bed is always busy with people coming and going, and as for what kind of men are on her bed, it has nothing to do with me."