"Yan'er."
Looking at Mu Yan who lowered her head and said nothing, Feng Ruowu called her name uneasily.
Meeting Mu Yan's eyes with flickering eyes, Feng Ruowu asked hesitantly: "What do you want to do next?"
"What do you mean?"
Mu Yan was startled, looking at Feng Ruowu in confusion, and asked with gloomy eyes: "What do you mean?"
"Xia Yifeng."
She said three words in a low voice.
Feng Ruowu frowned and continued worriedly: "Yan'er, did you really not think of this, or are you just deceiving yourself?
Xia Yifeng became the emperor, what about you?
Can you escape the fate of falling into the palace?"
Feng Ruowu's words made Mu Yan instantly feel a cold air rising from the soles of her feet and penetrating her limbs and body.
Will Xia Yifeng give an order to let her enter the palace?
The big palace that made people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart came to mind.
Mu Yan, who had always been resistant to it, never thought that he would live there one day.
Xia Yifeng has now ascended the throne.
If he really issued an order to threaten her, what should she do and continue to escape?
If she really escaped, would Xia Yifeng directly threaten her with the Murong family members to force her to do nothing?
Don't show up Mu Yan, who had a headache the more he thought about it, looked at Feng Ruowu in confusion.
The tangled and pitiful expression on her face made Feng Ruowu clearly understand that Mu Yan really didn't think of these things.
Sighing silently in his heart, Feng Ruowu could clearly foresee what kind of dire straits Mu Yan would lead in the coming days.
The authorities are obsessed with the onlookers.
Maybe Mu Yan still hasn't felt Xia Yifeng's attachment to her, but Feng Ruowu can feel it.
For more than five years, Xia Yifeng has never given up searching for Mu Yan.
Now that he has become the emperor, how could he give up this perfect opportunity and trap Mu Yan in that palace?
Now Xia Yifeng has too many chicken feathers that can be used as arrows, and Murong Zixuan doesn't have any.
The power to fight back.
How could Mu Yan have any chance of winning like this?
Shaking her head helplessly, Feng Ruowu patted Mu Yan's shoulder gently and said helplessly: "You'd better make some preparations.
Based on my intuition, Xia Yifeng won't let you go easily."
After that, Feng Ruowu put down Xi'er in her arms and walked out of the room silently, leaving Mu Yan and the two children sitting in the room with expressionless faces, in a daze.
Leaning against the wall dejectedly, the dull look in Mu Yan's eyes slowly disappeared after an unknown amount of time.
Looking at the child sleeping next to him in a depressed mood, Mu Yan got out of bed lightly and walked outside.
He stretched lazily and breathed in the fresh air outside.
Mu Yan tilted his head and glanced at the nearby rooms, thought for a while, and walked over.
Mu Yan opened the door of one of the rooms and stood at the door.
He looked at the dying man who was still tied to the wooden stake inside and walked up to him.
"Feng Xiaoling."
After calling the man's name, Mu Yan looked at the wounds all over his body that were inflamed and pus-filled because they were not treated in time, and smiled slightly.
"The emperor is dead and Xia Yifeng has taken the throne of Yixuan Kingdom.
How do you feel?"
The head that had been lowered suddenly raised when he heard Mu Yan's words.
Pupils dilated, Feng Xiaoling looked at Mu Yan with a ferocious expression, and asked loudly in a hoarse voice: "What did you say?"
"I said, as Xia Yifeng becomes emperor, you have no hope of winning at all."
He sneered as he watched Feng Xiaoling's expression gradually become broken, which made Mu Yan, who had always been feeling uncomfortable, feel a little happier.
"Tell me where your other accomplices are, tell me, and maybe I can let you die a little more happily."
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Mu Yan's sneer caused Feng Xiaoling's unfocused eyes to slowly flash a ray of light.
The time he stayed here became longer and longer, and the time he was tortured by Mu Yan also increased.
Little by little contact made Feng Xiaoling extremely clear that the woman in front of her was really not the Mu Yan she once was.
Looking at Mu Yan's smiling face, Feng Xiaoling asked, "Who are you?"
"If I tell you, you will tell the truth."
Mu Yan raised his eyebrows and replied with interest.
"If that's the case, then maybe I can really consider it, maybe."
"Haha."
He chuckled twice, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on Feng Xiaoling's calm face.
"I'm afraid if I tell you, you may not be able to withstand this blow."
Looking at Mu Yan with a ghostly expression, Feng Xiaoling watched her standing there calmly, listening to her words quietly, while Feng Xiaoling continued to tease Mu Yan's emotions.
"Do you know why the queen knows your whereabouts so well?
Do you know why she knows clearly that you have returned to the capital?
Hehe, foreign enemies are not scary, but the scary thing is the internal ghosts around you."
The smile on Mu Yan's face completely disappeared as Feng Xiaoling spoke word by word.
Pulling up Feng Xiaoling's collar, Mu Yan asked with a cold expression: "Who is it?
Tell me."
"It's interesting to find out this kind of thing yourself, isn't it?"
Seeing Mu Yan's panicked expression, Feng Xiaoling smiled obscenely.
When Mu Yan was so angry that he wanted to hit him, Feng Xiaoling spoke slowly again: "Since I have no chance of winning, I don't want to see you suffer.
Even if you are not Mu Yan, but you I've been caught in this trap.
Little girl, I won't tell you the name of the traitor, but I want to remind you that the more someone seems to care about you, he may be the murderer who hurts you the most."
Listening to Feng Xiaoling's words in confusion, this incident was a blow to Mu Yan's head.
For so long, she had been racking her brains to figure out who the murderer was.
I have doubted countless people and thought of countless possibilities.
But the only thing she never thought about was the things around her From leaving the capital to going to Cangqiong Kingdom, Mu Yan clearly remembered everything along the way.
Even in the current crisis, Mu Yan is still seriously considering how to protect their safety.
Are there people around you who betray you?
Among those who live and die with you, are there really spies arranged by others?
Clenching his fists, Mu Yan walked away with a fierce expression.
As for Feng Xiaoling, who watched her turn around and leave, she laughed crazily and shouted jokingly: "You will never be able to figure it out even if you try hard."
Standing in the yard, the cool breeze hit her face, making Mu Yan couldn't help but shiver.
Looking around at the familiar plants and trees here, Mu Yan felt extremely fearful and uneasy.
If what Feng Xiaoling said is true, then who is the spy?