Qing Feixue raised her eyes to look at Yan Moyu, forced a smile and said, "That must be very dangerous, right?"

"It's okay, with me, can't Xue'er trust me?"

The worry on Qing Feixue's face deepened, and she looked up at Yan Mo Yu, her eyes were a little sparkling, "Mo Yu, do you want to leave Xiao Yue'er?"

"Well, we'll be back soon"!

"If, we can't come back soon, or... I can't come back"?

"Cher... No, we'll be back when your wounds are healed."

"Mo Yu, I just want to be with you and our little Yue'er", Qing Feixue said, tears already falling.

Yan Moyu saw it in her eyes, her heart ached, and she didn't know what to say, so she had to hug Qing Feixue into her arms, soothe her trembling body from crying, and let her tears wet her neckline.

Qing Feixue's body was still very weak after all, she was a little tired after crying for a while, she buried her head in Yan Moyu's neck and fell asleep, Yan Moyu kissed the tears hanging on her eyelashes, hugged her horizontally and put it on the soft collapse in the study, pulled the silk brocade quilt to cover her, and was about to get up, but she felt that Qing Feixue's little hand pulled the corner of her clothes, so she sat down again, leaned on one side, held Qing Feixue's hand in her own hand, and quietly looked at her unstable sleeping face.

Since Yan Moyu talked to Qing Feixue about going to Wuji Valley, Qing Feixue always stuck to Xiao Yue'er, not letting Xiao Yue'er leave her sight, and drove Yan Moyu to the study when she went to bed at night, so she had to take Xiao Yue'er to sleep together, all this was in Yan Moyu's eyes, and she was also a little moved, Xiao Yue'er was still too young, how could she not have her mother by her side, and began to consider the possibility of taking Xiao Yue'er with her. As soon as I thought about it, I had to give up this impulse, the unknown dangers along the way were unpredictable, I had already held the idea of living and dying with Xue'er, if I couldn't go to Wuji Valley and couldn't save Xue'er, how could I live alone. After thinking about it, I still can't bring Xiao Yue'er with me, so I want to protect Xue'er and myself to reach Wuji Valley safely, as long as Xue'er survives, there will always be a time to reunite, thinking like this, I have strengthened my belief.

The next day, in order to distract Qing Feixue, Yan Moyu specially took Qing Feixue and Xiao Yue'er out of the city to Mochiyue Hot Spring Villa, and when she arrived at the villa, Qing Feixue still held Xiao Yue'er in her arms and refused to let go for a moment, even Yan Moyu wanted to take it and was refused, until Xiao Yue'er was so hungry that she cried, so she took the nurse to breastfeed, Yan Moyu took advantage of this gap to pull Qing Feixue to Mochiyue Peak.

Mochizuki Hot Spring Villa is the private place of King Kang Yan Moyu, and it was here that he met the seriously injured Qing Feixue, which led to what happened later. The open-air half-moon-shaped hot spring pool on Moon Peak is the place where Yan Moyu and Qing Feixue fell in love, Yan Moyu took off his robe and walked towards the hot spring pool step by step, he hadn't felt this kind of relaxation for a long time. Yan Moyu turned around and saw Qing Feixue still standing on the shore with a twist, her little face flushed to the side, her hands kneading her dress, looking like a little woman, and she was suddenly interested.

Yan Moyu walked to the feet of Qing Feixue, and with a wave of his hand, he made a splash and splashed Qing Feixue.

Qing Feixue glared at the smiling man in front of him slightly angrily, his eyes touched his bare upper body, strong chest, solid muscles, perfect body curves, several knife wounds on his arms and abdomen were very hideous and dazzling, the deepest of which was one under the ribs, which was an injury that was suffered to protect himself, almost killing him, thinking of this, Qing Feixue's eyes were red.

Yan Moyu saw Qing Feixue's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Xue'er, don't you think that your husband is handsome and extraordinary, don't you look stupid?"

Qing Feixue smiled dumbly and said, "When did you become so shameless?"

"Aren't you ashamed", Yan Moyu squinted his eyes slyly, only to hear Qing Feixue's "ah", and he was pulled into the water.

Qing Feixue struggled to get up, the water where she fell was not very deep, just to her waist. At this time, she didn't wear much, and her wet clothes were tightly wrapped around her body, showing her uneven curves just right.

Qing Feixue was about to get angry, but she was gagged by a deep kiss from Yan Moyu, her big hand caressed her back, and she roamed around on her, and finally could only lean softly in his arms and let him take what he wanted.

After the passion, the two of them soaked in a comfortable hot spring, Yan Moyu dropped a kiss on Qing Feixue's forehead, and said softly: "Xue'er, come with me to Wuji Valley, believe me, I will definitely be able to heal your injuries, we still have a long way to go, we have to watch Xiao Yue'er grow up and see her become her own son, okay?"

How could Qing Feixue not know this man's intentions, he knew it from the very beginning, but he really couldn't give up Xiao Yue'er, and he couldn't help but be shaken when he looked up at Yan Mo Yu's affectionate eyes, and he might be even more reluctant to see this man in front of him.

"Mo Yu... I...", Qing Feixue held Yan Mo Yu's face with both hands, and carefully portrayed in her heart, "Mo Yu, I believe you, let's go to Wuji Valley."

"Okay", Yan Moyu showed a look of joy on his right and hugged Qing Feixue, "Xue'er, don't worry, we will definitely be able to go to Wuji Valley, and we will definitely be able to come back and watch our little Yue'er grow up."

"Hmm", Qing Feixue nodded silently, closed her eyes, snuggled in Yan Moyu's arms, and quietly felt the warmth that this man brought her.

Qing Feixue came back from Mochizuki Hot Spring Villa, and her mood was much lighter, and the gossip that had been haunting her heart was completely relieved. For Xiao Yue'er, there was more guilt in the reluctance, thinking about having more time to accompany Xiao Yue'er before going to Wuji Valley, sewing clothes for Xiao Yue'er, and preparing all the necessary items from now to the age of ten, occupying a small courtyard of King Kang's Mansion, because Yan Moyu's order dismissed a lot of the subordinates in the mansion, this would make Steward Luo busy enough, even if he was a martial arts practitioner, his legs would be broken.

"Lord Wang, you called me...", Steward Luo came to the study after receiving the message from the attendant.

"What's wrong with you"? Yan Moyu looked at Steward Luo's panting appearance and asked.

"Lord Wang...", Steward Luo's time in the palace is not short, knowing that Yan Moyu has never treated him as a person, but as an elder, it is better not to say that the princess has too many things to buy, this day almost ran the entire Fengdu streets and alleys, almost broke his leg, so he had to adjust his breath and said, "Lord Wang, please command."

"Send someone to send the letter to the Nangong Marquis Mansion", Yan Moyu handed a letter to Steward Luo.

"Yes", Steward Luo took the letter and was about to go out, but was called back by Yan Moyu.

"Let Luo Feng come over early tomorrow, Xiao Yue'er will pay tribute, he will also be a witness as an uncle, and in addition, I have other things to look for him."

"Okay, go home today and tell him, let him come early tomorrow", Steward Luo turned around and walked out of the study,

In the early morning of this day, as soon as Yan Moyu finished breakfast, Steward Luo led Luo Feng in.

"I've seen His Royal Highness King Kang, Princess Kang", Luo Feng was wearing a silver armor, respectfully saluting, and his words were neither humble nor arrogant.

"Here", Yan Moyu got up and said, "Come with me to the study", turned his head and said to Steward Luo: "Is Xiao Yue'er ready to salute?"

"It's ready," replied Steward Luo, and went back to the vestibule to wait.

"Xue'er, you go back and prepare first, and then take Xiao Yue'er to the front yard auditorium later", Yan Moyu finished speaking to Qing Feixue, raised his legs and went to the direction of the study, Luo Feng hurriedly followed.

"Sit down", Yan Moyu walked to the bookcase and sat down, and motioned for Luo Feng to sit down opposite the bookcase.

Luo Feng did not shirk, sat down directly, and arched his hand: "Your Highness, if you have something, you can do it according to your orders."

"Hmm... Luo Feng, you have been in charge of the Fengdu Praetorian Guard for a few years, right?"

"Yes, it's been three years".

"Ah, it's not short", Yan Moyu thought for a while and said: "In the past few years, you have managed the army well, Fengdu is in order everywhere, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment. In the future, your responsibilities will be greater, and from this day onwards, the guards of the palace will be placed under your jurisdiction", and then took out a square golden order, engraved with the wings of a phoenix, the front and back of the phoenix are just the opposite, and the phoenix eyes are inlaid with a high-quality ruby.

Luo Feng got up suddenly, took a step back and said, "Your Highness, you can't do it."

"Why can't you do it, you are the one who brought it out single-handedly, I think you have the ability to protect the safety of the people and the royal family in Fengdu."

"Your Highness... I...", Luo Feng wanted to excuse himself but couldn't open his mouth and refuse directly, after all, the guards in this palace were all selected by His Royal Highness King Kang, and they have always only obeyed the orders of King Kang Yan Moyu.

"Luo Feng, I'm going to leave for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while, I can only rest assured if I hand it over to you", Yan Moyu had already walked up to Luo Feng, saw his concerns, put the golden order in Luo Feng's palm and put his left hand on Luo Feng's left shoulder, "With this golden order, they will listen to you, the chief of the guard is Tie Lang, you know, I have already told him."

"It turned out to be him", Luo Feng thought about no wonder he hadn't seen his own hair grow up much over the years, it turned out that he had been transferred to the chief of the guard three years ago, and slowly looked up and saw Yan Moyu looking at him, with 100% trust and trust in his deep eyes, he was full of excitement, made up his mind without hesitation, and replied, "Your Highness, Luo Feng, will never be dishonored."

"Hmm... There is another thing, I want to leave Xiao Yue'er in Fengdu, so please take care of her."

"Your Royal Highness, Princess Ziyue is my life."

"Luo Feng... Thank you", Yan Moyu looked at Luo Feng gratefully, what kind of person Luo Feng is, he knows it, if he can say such a thing, he will definitely keep his promise, even if it costs his life.

"Your Highness", Luo Feng is not a petty person, and he doesn't want Yan Moyu to be polite to him.

Steward Luo took the gift list, attracted a group of guests to the main hall for a while, and asked people to serve fragrant tea and snacks, and sent someone to invite Yan Moyu.

"Lord, the great sacrifice has come", an attendant reported outside the study.

"Got it", Yan Moyu looked at Luo Feng and said, "Let's go, let's take a look."