Xia Yifeng and Murong Zixuan's words made the atmosphere in the room drop sharply. Hot Books

Leaning over, Xia Yifeng's chin rested on Mu Yan's forehead. Mu Yan, on the other hand, kept his head down and stood there silently. It's as if everything that happens here has nothing to do with her.

Looking at Murong Zixuan's expression condescendingly, Xia Yifeng didn't say anything, just grabbed Mu Yan's wrist and strode past in front of everyone, preparing to leave here with Mu Yan.

Following Xia Yifeng's side obediently, Mu Yan couldn't help but look back at his gentle and elegant appearance when he passed by Murong Zixuan. And the gentle smile on Murong Zixuan's face stung Mu Yan's eyes.

Standing straight in place, Murong Zixuan used the shape of his lips and Mu Yan's words to make Mu Yan's heart shook.

"Wait for me."

muttering to himself repeating Murong Zixuan's words in his heart, Mu Yan's calm heart began to have waves. What does he mean by telling her to wait for him? Mu Yan, who was only looking down in contemplation, didn't notice the angry expression on Xia Yifeng's face beside him at all. And when Mu Yan began to be alert, the two had already arrived at a garden mansion that Mu Yan was not familiar with.

Raised his foot and kicked the door open, standing at the door, Xia Yifeng's narrow eyes exuded a cold light that people didn't dare to look at directly. "Get out of here!" The suppressed roar made all the subordinates kneeling in the room tremble and walked out of the room. Pulling Mu Yan's wrist, Xia Yifeng forcefully narrowed the distance between the two. Looking at Mu Yan's close face, Xia Yifeng's voice was a little hoarse and sarcastic: "Does meeting with the old man make you so happy?" I'm so happy that I've forgotten the existence of me around me?! ”

Pushing Mu Yan's body, Xia Yi angrily threw her to the big bed in the room, and then turned over and pressed Mu Yan under his body.

"What? Scared? That's all you look at me, isn't it?! Junyi's facial features were a little distorted because he was too angry, and Xia Yifeng asked Mu Yan with a hideous expression. Seeing that Mu Yan was still looking at himself indifferently, without even opening his mouth to say a perfunctory word, Xia Yifeng leaned down, suppressed Mu Yan's struggling body, and kissed Mu Yan's lips rudely and violently.

With rejection and contempt flashing in his eyes, Mu Yan struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free of Xia Yifeng, who was already crazy. In desperation, Mu Yan could only bite Xia Yifeng's tongue fiercely. The faint smell of blood made Xia Yifeng's eyes red. Mu Yan saw that the clothes on his body were about to be torn by Xia Yifeng again. His hands were tugging at Xia Yifeng's body in a panic, and just as Mu Yan was dodging left and right to avoid Xia Yifeng's kiss like a rainstorm, the afterglow suddenly swept to the dagger placed at the head of the bed.

On the black-colored knife holder, the golden dagger inlaid with a dragon-shaped pattern made Mu Yan's eyes suddenly flash with a touch of murderous intent. Trying to touch the dagger, Mu Yan stabbed at Xia Yifeng fiercely.

The dagger stabbed into Xia Yifeng's left shoulder, and the blood soaked Xia Yifeng's clothes, and also dripped down Mu Yan's face along Mu Yan's hand holding the dagger. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Mu Yan was lying on the bed, his hair was scattered, looking at Xia Yifeng's lifeless expression and his blood-red clothes. In a trance, Mu Yan only felt that Xia Yifeng's eyes seemed to have tears flashing, and he hit Mu Yan's heart hard.

"You can get out of the way." Throwing away the dagger in his hand, Mu Yan turned his face away, not wanting to see Xia Yifeng again.

He could have dodged her blow.

The blood stained Xia Yifeng's bright yellow clothes, and it also made Xia Yifeng's angry expression slowly calm down. Slowly sitting up, Xia Yifeng took off his clothes without saying a word. The bronze upper body met Mu Yan's eyes without reservation. And the shocking scar on Xia Yifeng's chest also made Mu Yan suddenly recall the past.

It was the scar she had left on his body in the Yun'an City barracks......

Stepping out of bed, Xia Yifeng silently took out the medicine box from the cabinet leaning against the wall, and bandaged his wounds skillfully. And Mu Yan on the bed could only lie there quietly at this time. She didn't understand why Xia Yifeng's expression was so calm.

After taking care of the wound, Xia Yifeng still silently found a piece of clothing to change for himself. Standing at the head of the bed, Xia Yifeng glanced at Mu Yan with deep eyes, and asked softly, "Get up, I'll send you back to Ziyuan Pavilion." ”

is an ordinary sentence, but it makes Mu Yan's heart have an indescribable sourness. Getting up from the bed with a solemn expression, Mu Yan tidied up his clothes that were pulled apart by Xia Yifeng. Seeing Xia Yifeng coldly dismiss the palace maids and eunuchs who came in a swoop, and walk quietly in front of him, Mu Yan couldn't figure out his thoughts for a while.

"Mu Yan." Standing outside the Ziyuan Pavilion, Xia Yifeng suddenly stopped his steps. The cold voice called Mu Yan's name, Xia Yifeng slowly looked back, stared at Mu Yan's somewhat surprised expression with burning eyes, and said: "In this world, the only person who is qualified to stand by your side will not be Murong Zixuan. That person can only be me. Since you don't believe that Murong Zixuan is the murderer who killed Mu Tong, then, I will let you see his true face little by little. Let you see clearly, Murong Zixuan, the palace master of the Ethereal Palace, what kind of man he really is. ”

Taking two steps back, Xia Yifeng looked at Mu Yan deeply, and then resolutely turned around and left.

Decadently walking into the Ziyuan Pavilion, Mu Yan walked back to the room with a stiff expression. Pushing open the door and looking at the smiling faces of Feng Ruowu and the two children, Mu Yan could only raise the corners of his mouth and reveal an ugly smile.

"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Standing up nervously, Feng Ruowu couldn't help but be shocked when she saw Mu Yan standing there weakly. "Did Xia Yifeng do it to you again?"

Shaking his head, Mu Yan walked slowly to the table. Holding the table and sitting down, Mu Yan picked up Mu Moheng, who took the initiative to run to her arms, raised her head with a somewhat helpless expression, and looked at Feng Ruowu. said: "I stabbed him. ”

With her eyes wide open, Feng Ruowu didn't understand the meaning of Mu Yan's words for a while. And as Mu Yan said what happened later, Feng Ruowu only felt that the air around her was a little colder, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Yan'er." Looking at Mu Yan seriously, Feng Ruowu whispered in a nervous mood: "Could we really misunderstand Xia Yifeng?" ”

"Will it?" There was still obvious irony in the faint smile. Mu Yan didn't shake his head, nor did he nod. just said his impression of Xia Yifeng, "I hate him." Hate him to the bone. If I stab him to death today, I really don't think it's a big deal. It's just that his words made me feel uncertain. ”

The voice paused, and Mu Yan lowered his head. In a voice that seemed to be nothing, he spoke again: "If it's really Zixuan, what should I do?" ”

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