The weather was getting colder and colder.
Mu Yan, who was feeling a little chilly, stretched out his hands to hug himself.
He stopped and looked at the long road ahead, not knowing where to go.
What happened in the past few days made her feel like a world had changed.
For her, this huge palace was a forbidden area that she could never touch, but now she still couldn't help but enter here.
Do you want to leave here without thinking about anything?
What about Murong Zixuan?
When he thought of leaving, Murong Zixuan's appearance instantly appeared in Mu Yan's mind.
In this world, if there was anyone she, Mu Yan, could feel sorry for, then Murong Zixuan was the perfect candidate.
He could leave here at all costs, but all the responsibilities would naturally fall on Murong Zixuan.
He was the one who rescued him from the prison.
If he disappeared at this moment, he would naturally become the focus of everyone's identification.
After using him for so long, do you want to continue?
Standing silently, Mu Yan's calm eyes began to have a wave of emotion.
"Madam, let's go back.
The princess must have left too.
I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear the cold."
She gently put her hands on Mu Yan's arm, and Ruizhu's face was filled with a warm smile, naughty blinked.
"Ruizhu will prepare delicious snacks for you."
"Okay."
He nodded, and a warm current slowly flowed into Mu Yan's heart.
With Ruizhu's support, the three of them turned and walked towards the palace they had just come out of.
They walked without saying a word until they met the unexpected Xia Mingyi.
Seeing him open his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out, Mu Yan intuitively felt that he seemed to be hiding something from him.
Normally Xia Mingyi would never be so weird.
Standing there quietly, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of Xia Mingyi's mouth.
Staring at Mu Yan's face quietly, Xia Mingyi suddenly missed the little girl who would pull her sleeves and call her "Brother Yi" a long time ago.
The first time I met Mu Yan was when he was ten years old when he went to Cangqiong Kingdom with his father.
At that time, the Kingdom of Heaven was still as powerful as its name.
There is a vast grassland with countless horses galloping on it.
Mu Yan appeared in front of him in such a scene.
At that time, Mu Yan had an innocent face and a warm smile.
She was wearing gorgeous clothes that she had never seen before.
She was panting and patting the pony in front of her that was much taller than her.
She pursed her lips and tried hard to get her.
Climbing on the horse's back, he was still mumbling to himself to encourage himself, "I will definitely learn to ride a horse.
I will not lose to Sister Hitomi."
The bright sunshine fell on her braided head and her pink skin.
At that time, Mu Yan didn't understand what sadness was at all.
That was the first time they met.
He held her waist and helped her ride on the bad-tempered pony, although in the end Mu Yan was thrown to the ground by the horse and cried.
But Xia Mingyi still remembered this little girl who laughed when she cried, and remembered this slurred girl who said to herself, "Brother Yi, Yan'er wants to go horse riding."
Scenes of time travel flashed before his eyes, making Xia Mingyi's originally calm mood begin to waver.
Looking deeply at Mu Yan's confused expression on his face, Xia Mingyi sighed silently.
Sure enough, he still couldn't bear to let her die.
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Even if he loses everything now, he is not willing to see her die in front of his eyes.
"It's so cold that she still goes out for a walk.
She's such an annoying girl."
With a voice full of endearment, Xia Mingyi smiled helplessly and shook her head, then slowly left in front of Mu Yan until she finally disappeared from her sight.
Frowning at Xia Mingyi's retreating back, Mu Yan listened to the cold wind blowing by his ears, and suddenly felt like she would never see him again.
Returning to the room uneasily, while drinking the hot soup and snacks Ruizhu made for him, Mu Yan kept trying hard to guess what Xia Mingyi just wanted to say to him.
How could such an expression, as pure as water, with no demands or desires, as if he had given up on everything, appear on the face of the dignified prince?
The sun slowly set, and the light in the house began to become darker.
Lying lazily on the bed, Mu Yan's face looked a little hazy under the sunset.
He moved his body and looked up at the door.
Looking at Murong Zixuan standing there, Mu Yan seemed to have just discovered him.
He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled lightly, "You're here."
"Yes."
Murong Zixuan nodded and walked straight to Mu Yan's side, "Are you feeling well?"
He shook his head, a smile always hanging on Mu Yan's face.
In fact, she had already noticed Murong Zixuan standing at the door, but there was a looming feeling of resistance in her heart, which made her not sure how to face this man.
After experiencing so much, she is no longer the ignorant girl who still harbors longings.
I came to this world inexplicably, lost my virginity, and lost my heart.
For the first time, Mu Yan felt that he had no sense of direction.
She once worked hard to stand at the top of the underworld.
What she wanted to do and what she wanted to do every day appeared in her mind very clearly.
But now Murong Zixuan was really not suitable for her.
But now whenever she faced him, Mu Yan felt helpless.
Did he help me so much that I became dependent on him invisibly?
Tightening the quilt tightly around him, Mu Yan lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice without a trace of emotion, "Third brother, why are you here?"
"I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do."
With a smile in his eyes, Murong Zixuan felt a little distressed when he looked at Mu Yan who was trying to isolate himself in a world of his own.
He didn't know what happened to the woman in front of him to become like this.
But he really hoped that she could stay by his side with a smile, just like when he first saw her, confident and energetic as if she could solve any problem, exuding a dazzling brilliance. 55555, I wanted to put the manuscript into the manuscript storage box every night, but accidentally clicked the wrong button to send it to the text here, so I updated it this morning tt: