Returning to the Xia Palace, Mu Yan had a feeling of embarrassment.

Silently receiving the strange gazes of the people passing by, Mu Yan didn't say a word, returned to his other courtyard with Yan Hong, sat directly on the bed next to the fire with an indifferent expression, and looked straight at Yan Hong standing on the ground. I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.

Although she always felt that this girl was a little different, Mu Yan never thought that Yan Hong would be like that. Until now, she still doesn't know why Yan Hong has been lurking by her side. Murder of Xia Yifeng? Then you shouldn't have to take that clumsy Ruizhu with you. That would just be shooting yourself in the foot. But if not......

"Yan Hong, there are some words, should you make it clear to me?" Frowning slightly, Mu Yan asked directly and straight to the point. "Everyone knows how I've treated you during this time. Now I just want to ask you whether you are friend or foe to me, and I want to hear the truth. ”

Holding her breath, Yan Hong sighed slowly after making sure that there was no one's breath outside the door. Looking at Mu Yan with burning eyes, she looked at this woman with a delicate face, and slowly spoke: "Yan Hong had no intention of deceiving Madame, but there are some things that I can't tell you yet." What Yan Hong wants to say is to rest assured that Yan Hong has no second thoughts about her and just wants to protect her in safety until she leaves here. ”

Will the famous Ethereal Palace Master take the initiative to protect his safety?

Mockingly asked himself in his heart, the corners of Mu Yan's mouth raised slightly, "Okay, you said it, then I will believe you." I don't care what your purpose is in this Xia Wangfu, but since I already treat you as my own, I hope you don't lie to me. Ruizhu, I'll go find Xia Yifeng. ”

The cold wind outside the house was cold, sitting by the fire in a complicated mood, looking at the snowy scene outside the window, Mu Yan waited for Xia Yifeng to take the initiative to find him.

Dark clouds blocked the faint sunlight of early winter, and the house looked a little dark. There was a white porcelain vase on the table, with two or three white alum flowers inserted, and the aroma was very light, which was quickly annihilated by the rich aroma of Muyan's boiled tea.

Drinking tea with gloomy eyes, he is now in a disadvantaged position, whether Mu Yancheng admits it or not. Xia Yifeng's step-by-step management not only made the prince go away, but also made her lose so miserably for the first time.

The sound of the door being pushed open disturbed Mu Yan's leisure and elegance, and he raised his eyes slightly, looking at Xia Yifeng, who was exuding cold air all over his body and there were snowflakes on his head, a trace of boredom flashed in Mu Yan's eyes.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the sculptural features have a touch of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away. Gently closed the door, blocked the cold air blowing in from outside the door, and turned to look at Mu Yan, who was sitting by the fire and drinking hot tea leisurely, Xia Yifeng's expression began to change a little. The irritable heart has also calmed down a little. With a faint smile on his face, his dark eyes were as clear as a stream, quiet and elegant, and there was a hint of sadness in his tranquility.

Xia Mingyi's imprisonment made more and more ministers in the DPRK and China begin to lean towards their side, and in just one day, Xia Yifeng has seen too many hypocritical expressions. At this time, facing Mu Yan's undisguised indifferent gaze, he even had a hint of happiness.

Strode to Mu Yan's side, threw the mink fur on his body aside, reached out and picked up the half-drunk cup of tea in front of Mu Yan, and drank it all.

"The prince is not afraid that I have poisoned this tea?" Ironically squinting at Xia Yifeng, Mu Yan sneered and said: "I finally got what I wanted, shouldn't the prince be careful at this time, if you lose your life, it will not just be a waste of your previous efforts." ”

"What's the harm if you can die in Yan'er's hands?" Replying to Mu Yan's ridicule with a smile, Xia Yifeng reached out and poured another cup of tea for himself without care. "You know everything?"

"I know a lot of things, which one is the prince referring to?"

Listening to Mu Yan calling himself one by one, Xia Yifeng smiled slightly. "There are only you and me here, why should Yan'er pretend to be confused with me."

As smart as her, Xia Yifeng knew that Mu Yan would not be unable to guess, and all of this was done by himself.

In Xia Yifeng's eyes, Mu Yan was naïve, indifferent, and a little girl who was at her mercy. And now, she is very good at using that gentle and kind smile to hide the coldness in the depths of her eyes and the resourcefulness in her head.

"Xia Mingyi has no way to live, don't think about letting him get out of the prison alive. The emperor has decreed the abolition of his crown prince, and the queen is now about to be unable to protect herself. Yan Er, leaving the Xia Palace, where do you think you can go? ”

"Huh." Listening to Xia Yifeng's low voice, Mu Yan couldn't help but sneer. "Whether Xia Mingyi is dead or alive, what does it have to do with me? The world is big, and there is no place for me to live in Muyan? Xia Yifeng, you can't help but look down on me a little too much! ”

Thinking of what this man had done to him, Mu Yan's cold eyes couldn't help but have more hatred.

"I went back to Xia Mansion because Ruizhu is in your hands, and I can't do anything. Do you think you can use the people around me to trap me for a while, and you can really trap me for a lifetime......"

The chattering mouth was suddenly blocked by Xia Yifeng, his eyes widened instantly, looking at the enlarged Junyan in front of him, the tongue that suddenly broke into his mouth made Mu Yan hold it in his throat in one breath, and there was an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach.

Struggling to get rid of Xia Yifeng's control, Mu Yan hurriedly pushed his body, and after several unsuccessful efforts, he inadvertently swept the teapot on the table with his eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and without thinking about it, he reached out and picked up the teapot with piping hot tea, which was about to pour on Xia Yifeng's body.

Dodging in embarrassment, Xia Yifeng didn't expect Mu Yan to come up with such a move! Rolling to the side, he sat up, and just wanted to scold Mu Yan a few words, but saw her kneeling there with a pale face and retching, which made Xia Yifeng stunned.

"Yan'er, are you okay?" took two steps forward to Mu Yan's side, reached out and patted her back, Xia Yifeng asked nervously.

"What can I do?" Calmly turning around and knocking off Xia Yifeng's hand, Mu Yan took a big breath to suppress his urge to vomit. The belly has slowly grown now, and if it weren't for these loose and fat costumes, I'm afraid it would have been discovered a long time ago.

Noticing Xia Yifeng's somewhat suspicious gaze, Mu Yan pursed his lips and continued with a sneer.

"The injuries on my body are not healed, and I have been framed in the dungeon for so long, do you think it is very strange that I can't eat anything with typhoid fever?"

The frowning brows slowly relaxed, Xia Yifeng looked at Mu Yan's pale and weak little face, and the anger in his heart slowly calmed down. Fuyi stood up, and after taking a deep look at Mu Yan, she turned around and left the room, leaving Mu Yan sitting alone.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he sat down on the ground, and Mu Yan mockingly touched his slightly bulging abdomen, despising his panic just now.

Will the arrogant Xia Wang Ye notice his different reactions? Xia Yifeng, who has never loved herself, will notice that she is pregnant? Hehe, she's really a fool's dream.

Slowly getting up and lying back on the bed, Mu Yan unwillingly planned his way to escape from the Xia Mansion......