There was a hint of suspicion in her cold gaze, and Liu Yiyi was a little surprised by Murong Zixuan's accurate guess.

Is it written on her face that she is a spy sent by the Xia Wangfu? Why did this man see through his origin at a glance?!

Slowly withdrawing the dagger in his hand, Murong Zixuan smiled and distanced himself from the woman in front of him. "Don't tell me that you have nothing to do with the Xia Wangfu. My Murong Mansion can now be called a grudge and dare to make a move on me, and the only one who doesn't care about anything is Prince Xia. ”

Recalling that when Xia Yifeng took Mu Yan away, he smiled meaningfully at himself, and Murong Zixuan's heart couldn't help but start to ripple again.

Turning around and leaving, he returned to the mansion with the eldest brother and sister, watching his father look at the two children running and frolicking in the garden, Murong Zixuan crooked his neck and thought about it, and asked unexpectedly: "Dad, why don't I go and pick up grandma back, what do you think?" ”

Stunned, Murong Qingyun sighed heavily, and looked back at his son. "Do you think she's willing to come back?"

"Whether you can come back or not, it depends on what method you use." With a mysterious smile, the recent Murong Zixuan has made Murong Qingyun a little more and more unpredictable.

The son honestly took over the family's business, and it is doing better and better, which really makes Murong Qingyun very pleased. But when he thought that all this Murong Zixuan had done was for the sake of Princess Xia named Mu Yan, Murong Qingyun's heart felt a little blocked.

So far, he hasn't met that Mu Yan, but he has heard more and more rumors about her. Her son's heart was tied to her, and the emperor's serious illness was also related to this woman, which made Murong Qingyun want to see with his own eyes what kind of character this person named Mu Yan was.

chuckling and watching Murong Qingyun turn around and leave helplessly, the smile on Murong Zixuan's face began to deepen. If she let her grandmother know that there is a person like Xia Yifeng here, and she still wants to kill herself, her old man will definitely not be able to help but come back to take a look.

With the old man who had taught him how to save people and how to kill people invisibly since he was a child, Murong Zixuan secretly made up his mind, thinking about when it would be more appropriate to pick up the old lady back......

returned to Xia Wang's Mansion with a gloomy expression, kicked open the door of Xia Yifeng's study, and Liu Yiyi told him what had happened in a depressed mood. "As you can see, even I am not his opponent, this Murong Zixuan, I'm afraid it really has a lot of background."

Nodding silently, Liu Yiyi's martial arts are high, Xia Yifeng knows it in his heart. After so many years of staying by her side, there were almost a handful of tasks she missed. Unexpectedly, this Murong Zixuan could easily defeat her......

Did you take Mu Yan out of the house with your own hands?

Thinking back to the words that Murong Zixuan brought to him, Xia Yifeng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile.

He is the first person who dares to shout so loudly with himself!

Walked out of the study slowly and came to Mu Yan's room. Xia Yifeng gently pushed open the door, looked at Mu Yan who was sleeping on the bed, frowned, leaned over and touched her forehead with his hand, there was no sign of fever. But sleeping quietly in the room so obediently doesn't seem to fit the character of this little woman.

Clicking on Mu Yan's faint point, Xia Yifeng picked her up by the waist. He walked out of the door with a twinkle in his eyes, and smiled wickedly when he saw the red that was glaring at him outside the door. "This king wants to make love with his wife, and you have to take care of the palace master?"

"Ma'am?" Repeating Xia Yifeng's words with a sneer, Yan Hong glanced at the woman in Xia Yifeng's arms, "Lord Xia really likes to laugh." ”

"She is my eight sedan chairs to marry back to the house, not my wife, what is it?" Feeling the chill coming from Yan Hong's body with great interest, Xia Yifeng never figured out why this Yan Hong kept looking at herself so unhappy. After all, in his impression, there was no conflict with the Ethereal Palace.

"She's just a pawn in your plan, for Lord Xia, what is more important than you being the emperor?" Pursing the corners of her mouth sarcastically, Yan Hong pointed at Mu Yan in Xia Yifeng's arms, "I don't know where you're going to take her, but if you want her well, it's better to leave her here." ”

Ignoring Yan Hong's righteous warning, Xia Yifeng glanced at Liu Yiyi, who was rushing not far away, then jumped up, jumped on the roof, took a deep look at the fight between the two on the ground, smiled slightly, and disappeared in place with Mu Yan in his arms.

Warm room, soft blankets. Waking up again, looking at the unfamiliar environment, Mu Yan sat up suddenly, vigilantly observing every scene and object in the house.

In front of the rosewood piano stand, a man in white clothes sits. After noticing that he had woken up, he raised his eyes slightly and met Mu Yan's eyes.

Extremely beautiful eyes, ethereal and deep. And the mask on his face is something that Mu Yan remembers. After all, on the first night she came to this world, she saw this strange man with a mask.

The sound of the piano rises, first gracefully lingering like gurgling water, and then slowly as majestic as the rushing sea. It makes people feel as if they are in the boundless wilderness, and their hearts are relaxed.

At the end of the song, time seems to stand still at the moment when the sound stops. Watching the man reach out and slowly take off the mask, Mu Yan suddenly felt inexplicably nervous, and watched him silently with bated breath, looking at a delicate but lifeless face under the mask. Mu Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

"Wake up." A smile slowly appeared on Xia Yifeng's face, noticing the flicker of loss in Mu Yan's eyes, Xia Yifeng paced to the bed, reached out and picked up Mu Yan's chin, and looked at the stubborn little face, "What, disappointed?" The person I hope to play the piano for you is that Murong Zixuan? ”

"So what, what if it wasn't?" Knocking off Xia Yifeng's hand, Mu Yan smiled coldly. "Have you ever cared about my affairs, Lord Wang?"

"That's right, whether it's or not, Murong Zixuan will die in my hands." The breezy words made Mu Yan's body straighten again. Looking at Mu Yan with an extremely serious expression, Xia Yifeng spoke again loudly, "Whether it's Xia Mingyi, Murong Zixuan, or that shrunken turtle Feng Xiao Ling." As long as there is a chance for you to leave my side, I will make them disappear into this world. ”