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Chapter 66: The Little Beggar

"Don't understand?" After listening to Mu Tong's words, Mu Yan smiled sarcastically, opened his eyes, and looked directly into her eyes, "Do you really don't understand, or are you pretending not to understand?"

The cold light in Mu Yan's eyes made Mu Tong shudder. Her sister has always looked at others with this kind of eyes, but this was the first time for her...

Biting her lower lip tightly, tears flashed in Mu Tong's eyes, and she shook her head slowly, "Sister, if you forget some things, you just forget them, and they won't make sense if you think about them again. It's not that Tong'er doesn't want to tell you,

But I’m afraid that you will feel uncomfortable if you know the truth.”

He stood up from the chair and looked down at Mu Yan in front of him. The smile on Mu Tong's face was full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Be it national affairs or family affairs, in my eyes, they are not as important as you, sister. You are my only relative, so even if I die, I will never let you be hurt again."

Looking stiffly at Mu Tong who turned to leave, Mu Yan suddenly felt an indescribable depression in his heart.

How many times has Mu Tong cried since she came here? Every time she shed tears for herself, but this time, she seemed so determined and hopeless.

If you forget it, forget it. Doesn’t it mean nothing if you think about it again?

Are you Mu Tong's only relative now?

Thinking back to Mu Tong's words over and over again, Mu Yan's eyes were filled with deep, unresolved melancholy. Is there anything she had forgotten? Or was it the only relative that Mu Yan had forgotten before... that person who was far away in the desert?

Her parents, who are they?

A bright light flashed through his mind instantly, making Mu Yan open his eyes in surprise.

Could it be that all of this is because...

Standing up suddenly, looking at the empty room, Mu Yan suddenly felt like she was in an endless trap, and she was getting deeper and deeper. And the only person she had hurt seemed to be Mu Tong.

That's all

Mu Yan lay back on the bed in confusion. It wasn't until the sky outside turned dark that Mu Yan got up and walked out the door.

He nimbly dodged the patrolling guards and left the Xia Mansion. He walked endlessly in the city. After seeing a wonton shop, Mu Yan slowly stopped in his tracks.

He was eating wontons carelessly. It wasn't until someone sat down next to him that Mu Yan raised his head and had other reactions.

"Third brother? Why are you here?"

Shaking his head helplessly, and reaching out to order a bowl of wontons for himself, Murong Zixuan stared at Mu Yan with his chin in one hand, "I've been watching you for a long time. If it were normal times, you would have noticed it.

What's going on today?"

Looking around, I didn't see Mu Tong's figure.

"Where's Little Tongtong? Was she sent out on a mission by you?"

Seeing Murong Zixuan's smiling face, Mu Yan put away his gloomy mood and joked, "Why, you miss my Mu Tong when you can't see her?"

"Fourth, fourth brother! Where did you start talking about this?!"

Laughing and looking at Murong Zixuan's red cheeks, Mu Yan reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, if you really fall in love with my girl, fourth brother, I will be your matchmaker, what do you think?"

"

"Stop joking with me." Murong Zixuan sighed helplessly, and straightened his body, "If you are still out at this late hour, wouldn't there be chaos in the palace?"

"In Prince Xia's Mansion, it's not more for me to have more, and it's not more for me to have less." Mu Yan shrugged his shoulders. He was very disdainful of Murong Zixuan's question. Did he still think what would happen if Xia Yifeng lost him?

Mu Yan couldn't help but frown as she felt an unexplained pain in her heart. What was wrong with her?

He lowered his head and ate the wontons in silence, but ignored the worried expression of Murong Zixuan next to him. Looking at Mu Yan who was uncharacteristically optimistic, other emotions appeared on Murong Zixuan's usually optimistic face.

Did Fourth Sister have a hard time in Xia Mansion?

Can Prince Xia's Mansion be okay without her?

"Hey, you little beggar, you asked for a lot of money? Come on, it happens that I don't have any money, please lend me some!"

The obscene voice behind them woke them both up from their reverie. They both turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. They saw a few men dressed as gangsters, with weapons in their hands and contemptuous smiles on their faces, surrounding them.

Holding a boy who is only twelve or thirteen years old, he is ready to attack the money bag in his hand

"Please, please, don't take my money..." The boy knelt on the ground with a thud, and tremblingly held the money bag to his chest, "This is money to buy medicine for my sister's illness..."

"Oh, you're still kneeling down! Haha." The leader looked at the kneeling boy, laughed and looked back at the other accomplices. Suddenly, bursts of unbearable laughter came into his ears, "Okay, this

I don’t want the money anymore. Come on, give me Tiantian shoes. I’ll let you go today. What do you think?”

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