Chapter Eighty-Five: The Enemy Meets

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Mu Yan gradually saw the face of the owner of the footsteps. Hot Library's expression also changed suddenly, and a murderous aura burst out of his eyes in an instant.

Moqiulin.

This woman, who had wanted to kill Mu Yan many times, appeared in front of Mu Yan again.

"You're not dead yet?" Looking at Mu Yan who appeared in front of her, Mo Qiulin was slightly surprised. His eyes were gloomy and Mu Yan's eyes, and after thinking about it, Mo Qiulin asked again, "You slut, why are you here?" ”

"A bite, a slut, who is it called?" Ignoring Mo Qiulin's question, Mu Yan asked with a sneer, and said, "I didn't expect that after so many years, my mouth is still the same smelly." As the saying goes, the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change. I really understand the meaning of this sentence now. ”

Mu Yan's sharp teeth made Mo Qiulin, who was already very unhappy with her, even more angry. A cold light crossed her eyes, Mo Qiulin turned her toes, her figure moved, and she quickly rushed towards Mu Yan with lightning speed.

Rushing to Mu Yan's side domineeringly, Mo Qiulin wanted to give this sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed Mu Yan a little bit of color as she had done before, but unfortunately, things did not develop as she thought.

Easily dodging Mo Qiulin's sharp blow, Mu Yan's face was full of sarcastic smiles. Standing only two steps away from Mo Qiulin, Mu Yan playfully looked at Mo Qiulin's surprised expression, and said, "Just you, you want to hurt me?" ”

One sentence completely ignited the anger in Mo Qiulin's heart. Pulling out the saber at his waist, Mo Qiulin exuded a murderous aura and rushed towards Mu Yan again. Staring at Mu Yan's smiling face coldly, Mo Qiulin said in a cold voice: "Little slut who doesn't know whether to live or die, I have to let you taste the bitterness today!" ”

Mu Yan, who had no weapons, and Mo Qiulin, who stabbed at his death hole with his empty hands and moves, whirled around. Although the movements of the two were intense, the actual fighting was not very loud. However, even this insignificant voice still woke up Xia Yifeng in the room.

Sleepy-eyed yawned. Xia Yifeng moved his sore body, frowning and listening to the sound outside.

Sitting up straight, Xia Yifeng first turned his head to look in the direction of the bed. But to his surprise, Mu Yan was not there......

Sobered up a lot in an instant, Xia Yifeng listened to the sound of the fight outside, stood up suddenly, and strode out of the door.

Pushing open the door, Xia Yifeng looked at the two figures that were constantly entangled. Squinting his eyes, Xia Yifeng saw clearly the appearance of the person who was doing the work with Mu Yan. Sighing in annoyance, Xia Yifeng jumped up, quickly arrived at the two of them, and separated the two with just one move.

Mu Yan, who landed steadily and accepted it when he saw it, stood there honestly, admiring Mo Qiulin's angry expression happily. The Royal Forest Army that poured into the courtyard from outside also made Mu Yan no longer interested in continuing to fight with Mo Qiulin.

This is Xia Yifeng's dormitory, and it is the palace of Emperor Yixuan. Even in the middle of the night, all the minions in the dormitory had been removed by Xia Yifeng. However, there are still a lot of Imperial Forest Army, guarding the surroundings of the dormitory, protecting Xia Yifeng's safety without stopping.

Turning his head, Xia Yifeng glanced at the large number of Imperial Forest Soldiers who had rushed in front of him. With a wave of his hand, Xia Yifeng signaled that there was nothing to do here, and asked them to retreat. Then he looked at Mo Qiulin with gloomy eyes, and asked with some doubts: "Master, why are you back?" ”

"How did I get back?" Repeating Xia Yifeng's words with a sneer, Mo Qiulin glanced at Mu Yan, who was standing there calmly, and said in a low voice: "I don't think I come back, your great country will be ruined in the hands of this little goblin!" ”

With a cold snort, Mo Qiulin flicked her sleeves and walked straight towards Xia Yifeng's room. And Mu Yan and Xia Yifeng, who watched her actions, followed closely behind Mo Qiulin and entered the room together. Because, there are still two little ghosts in the room, Xi'er and Heng'er.

Sure enough, after Mo Qiulin entered the house, she quickly found the two villains on the bed.

Frowning, Mo Qiulin turned her head to look at Xia Yifeng questioningly after carefully looking at the two children, and asked puzzledly, "...... are they?" ”

"Me and Yan'er's children." Unabashedly telling Mo Qiulin the truth, Xia Yifeng looked at Mo Qiulin's hostile gaze towards Mu Yan, and said softly: "Master, I will explain this matter to you." It's late at night, I'll ask someone to prepare a room for you, and you can go and rest. ”

"Huh." Laughing uncontrollably, Mo Qiulin looked at Mu Yan sarcastically, and said in a strange tone: "Feng'er, this woman hasn't shown up for a few years, and when you became the emperor, she took two wild seeds that I don't know where they came from, saying that they were with your child." You even believe this kind of lie?! ”

Mo Qiulin's suddenly raised voice made Mu Moheng on the bed have some signs of waking up. Turning over with an uncomfortable expression, Mu Moheng snorted uncomfortably twice, and then slowly fell asleep.

Noticing Mu Moheng's small movements, Xia Yifeng quietly glanced at Mu Yan with his residual vision, and his expression began to be wrong. Taking a step forward, Xia Yifeng used his body to block in front of Mu Yan, isolating her from Mo Qiulin. Then, Xia Yifeng said to Mo Qiulin in a cold tone: "I know whether the child is mine or not." I know that the master is worried about the throne of the apprentice, but please rest assured about this. Yan'er will never harm me. ”

Xia Yifeng's tone of defending Mu Yan made Mo Qiulin have to think of the scene when Xia Yifeng once collided with him for the first time for Mu Yan a few years ago.

Holding a sullen breath in her heart, Mo Qiulin sighed heavily. The sharp gaze gradually became a little resentful.

"Feng'er, you have really grown up, your wings are hard, and the master can't control you." Helplessly saying a word, Mo Qiulin smiled bitterly and shook her head. Turning around slowly, Mo Qiulin took two steps towards the door under the gaze of Xia Yifeng and Mu Yan. Then, he stopped again, turned his head to meet Xia Yifeng's eyes, and said, "When the teacher came back this time, I just wanted to tell you that there have been moves in Cangming China." What to do, you'd better plan ahead. ”

Mo Qiulin's words made Mu Yan and Xia Yifeng stunned. Although both of them knew in their hearts that this Cangming country would have to act sooner or later. But how could it be so fast?

If Mo Qiulin had left Cangming Country from the time she left, there would have already been a move in Cangming Country. Then the time when Mo Qiulin set off from Cangming Country was about the same as the day when Xia Yifeng and Mu Yan left from Yun'an City.

Lowering his eyes, Mu Yan's eyes moved slightly to think about this matter. Murong Zixuan had just died, and the people of the Cangming Kingdom had just started with the army of the Yixuan Kingdom, so Yin Bingchen, was he so quick to lose his breath? What certainty can he be for now?

Hesitantly raised his head and glanced at Xia Yifeng, Mu Yan also saw a similar puzzled look in Xia Yifeng's eyes.

Shrugging his shoulders, Mu Yan decided not to think about it anymore. Under Mo Qiulin's gloomy gaze, Mu Yan swaggered to the bed, lowered the bed curtain, and then lay down on the bed slowly, and closed his eyes calmly in Mo Qiulin's angry gaze.

Sending Mo Qiulin away, Xia Yifeng personally arranged a place for Mo Qiulin to live. When I returned to my room again, it was already half an hour later.

Dragging his tired body, Xia Yifeng walked slowly to the bed. He took off his clothes and threw them on the ground, then lowered himself and climbed into bed, ready to sleep.

"Get down!" A low angry voice reached Xia Yifeng's ears. Opening his eyes slightly, Xia Yifeng looked at Mu Yan with an angry face, shook his head, and said with great certainty: "Don't." ”

Stretching out his hand to hold Mu Yan into his arms, Xia Yifeng whispered: "Yan'er, don't make trouble, I'm really sleepy." With that, there was no movement.

Hugged by Xia Yifeng in his arms, Mu Yan stuck to Xia Yifeng's chest, listening to Xia Yifeng's strong heartbeat, and recalled Xia Yifeng's non-stop move to drive the carriage back to the capital. I wanted to raise my leg to kick Xia Yifeng out of bed, but I also stopped.

Closing his eyes in a complicated mood, Mu Yan didn't expect that this sleep would be until noon the next day.

"Awake?" Sitting at the table not far from the bed, Feng Ruowu looked at Mu Yan on the bed with a smile, and said softly: "I saw that you slept too soundly, so I didn't want to wake you up." Heng'er has already eaten, and I have already fed Xi'er, so you don't have to worry. ”

Listening to Feng Ruowu's words, Mu Yan hurriedly looked back at his side. Sure enough, Heng'er and Xi'er have disappeared.

Why did you sleep so hard? Mu Yan kept asking himself in his heart. If someone had taken the child away from her, she would not have found out. Even if it's a human dance, it's just impossible!

Sitting up, Mu Yan glanced sideways at Feng Ruowu and asked, "When did you come over?" ”

"When Xia Yifeng went to the early court, he came over." casually calling Xia Yifeng's name, Feng Ruowu sighed faintly after realizing the existence of other people in the house, and said, "The emperor should be back soon, Yan'er, get up and freshen up, have a mouthful of food, we are going to the disaster area." ”

Nodding, Mu Yan quickly freshened up, and then ate two bites of food indiscriminately. After Xia Yifeng appeared with several imperial doctors from the Imperial Physician Palace, Mu Yan got into the carriage heading to the disaster area.

After about two hours, Mu Yan arrived at the village where the plague was rumored to be the worst.

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