With a wave of his hand, Xia Yifeng pushed away the servants around him.
Standing alone, Xia Yifeng thought over and over what happened today.
It was rare that he and Mu Yan could exchange a few words calmly, but it was also rare to have such a heated argument like today.
Mu Yan dared to threaten him again and again for that boy from the Murong family. what is the reason Xia Yifeng's face slowly darkened.
She thought of Mu Yan and Murong Zixuan's two children and could no longer think about it.
The wife he was married to had a child with another man.
What was even more ridiculous was that he was still unable to kill those two bastards.
When did he become so scrupulous?
Is he afraid of killing those two brats?
Will Mu Yan be heartbroken?
The gentle smile on Mu Yan's face when he looked at the two children appeared in front of his eyes, which was something he had never seen before.
Clenching her fists tightly, Xia Yifeng straightened up and walked slowly towards Ziyuan Pavilion.
Stepping lightly into Ziyuan Pavilion, due to Feng Ruowu's request, there were no servants here, leaving only two maids to serve a few people.
Staring deeply at the candlelit room, after thinking for a while, Xia Yifeng strode over.
Approaching the room and following the unlocked door, Xia Yifeng looked at the scene inside.
What he didn't expect was that the person in the room was not Feng Ruowu, but that kid, Mu Moxi.
At this time, Mu Moxi had her hair disheveled and was wearing a small outer robe.
Under the outer robe was the lotus root silk shirt she wore when sleeping.
Two short legs were dangling loomingly under the table, and his little face was lying on the table with a distressed look, holding a pen in his hand and scribbling something.
From time to time he would let out a pitiful whine, like a lost puppy, pitiful.
The two candles on the table illuminated everything around Mu Moxi brightly, allowing Xia Yifeng outside the door to clearly see her every move.
Frowning, Xia Yifeng gently opened the door and walked in.
The sound of the door knocking shocked Mu Moxi at the table.
She was startled, then quickly raised her head and looked over, and said with a panicked expression: "Aunt Feng, Xi'er is going to bed right now."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Moxi saw someone standing in the room.
The little mouth curled up, and the tears in his eyes began to roll continuously.
With his facial features tangled together, Mu Moxi sat motionless in the chair, looking at Xia Yifeng in front of him, with an expression on the verge of bursting into tears, which made Xia Yifeng not sure what to do.
Finally, Mu Moxi couldn't help it anymore and burst into tears.
Putting down the brush in his hand, his chubby little hands began to wipe the tears on his face.
While crying, Mu Moxi also cried to Xia Yifeng: "Give your mother back to me, Xi'er wants to go home with her, Xi'er "Xiang Niang, you are a bad person, Xi'er doesn't want to see you again."
Mu Moxi's cry naturally disturbed Feng Ruowu in the room next to her.
Opening the door and quickly running into the house, Feng Ruowu's heart jolted when she saw Xia Yifeng standing in the room.
He cautiously walked past Xia Yifeng and arrived at Mu Moxi's side.
Seeing Xia Yifeng standing there without any reaction, Feng Ruowu's heart, which had been hanging, slowly fell to the ground.
"Xi'er, good, what's wrong?"
She picked up Mu Moxi, Feng Ruowu patted Mu Moxi's back gently, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say you wanted to write a letter to your mother?
Why did you write it so well?"
I’m crying.”
"Aunt Feng."
The tear-stained face lifted up from Feng Ruowu's shoulder, and she glanced at Xia Yifeng with hatred.
Mu Moxi cried out of breath and said, "Xi'er hates him.
I hate Xia Jianjian."
After crying, Mu Moxi let out another cry, lay on Feng Ruowu's shoulder, hugged Feng Ruowu's neck tightly with both arms, and started crying sadly.
Mu Moxi's constant crying soon woke up Mu Moheng who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Listening to his sister's cry, Mu Moheng on the bed couldn't help but start crying.
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Standing in the middle of the room, Xia Yifeng listened to the earth-shattering cries of the two children with a headache, turned around with a gloomy expression, and left Ziyuan Pavilion without thinking, leaving Feng Ruowu alone to deal with the mess he caused.
After walking out of the yard, Xia Yifeng looked back at the room where the cries of the two children could still be heard.
With a heavy sigh, Xia Yifeng returned to the imperial study in frustration and continued to deal with the memorial that he had ignored for several hours.
One thick memorial after another made Xia Yifeng's already bad mood become increasingly depressed.
Reaching out and pressing his temples, Xia Yifeng couldn't help but sneer as he looked at the memorial in front of him, which reported on the unrest on the border.
If Cangming State is in turmoil and has the ability, why not send troops to attack immediately?
I remembered what happened when I was sent to the frontier as a child, the spit on my face, and the footprints on my body.
Xia Yifeng no longer regrets anything.
Plotting to kill his so-called biological father may be considered unacceptable by outsiders.
But in Xia Yifeng's heart, he had vowed to do what his mother had vowed to do as early as the day his mother died.
If his father hadn't been obsessed with Jiang Shuying, how could he have sent his mother and son into the cold palace?
If she hadn't been favored by her father, how could her mother have been framed by Jiang Shuying to kill her?
How could she have been sent to the border, where she spent those years living in a life worse than death?
Xia Yifeng will never forget the scene of his mother dying at his feet.
Xia Yifeng still shudders even when thinking of that shocking and terrifying scene.
The white bugs that appeared all over her body made the queen look so disgusting.
The sound of Jiang Shuying laughing at the side kept Xia Yifeng in mind.
He couldn't describe the fear and uneasiness he felt when he saw that scene.
Unable to let go, he turned around and ran away.
When he heard his mother's weak voice calling his name, he never had the courage to look back at her again.
All the memory fragments poured into Xia Yifeng's mind.
It also made his hatred for Jiang Shuying's mother and son become clearer.
Slapping the case, Xia Yifeng strode out of the room with anger all over her body.
Glancing at Xiao Ziluo and Liu Yiyi who were guarding the door at some point, Xia Yifeng walked straight towards the dungeon without saying anything.
Following Xia Yifeng silently, Liu Yiyi and the two looked at where the road led, and couldn't help but glance at each other worriedly.
What is Xia Yifeng going to do there at such a late hour?
The only one in the dungeon who can let Xia Yifeng go there in person is Xia Mingyi: