Murong Zixuan's letter Hesitantly taking the letter from Liu Yiyi, Mu Yan frowned and watched Liu Yiyi leave his sight, then sat on the chair without saying a word, silently staring at the thing in his hand.
"Yan'er, what's wrong?"
Noticing the gloom in Mu Yan's eyes, Feng Ruowu couldn't help but asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Raising his head and meeting Feng Ruowu's eyes, Mu Yan sighed slowly, then opened the letter in his hand and read it with gloomy eyes.
As the lines of fonts came into view, Mu Yan's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
After handing the read letter to Feng Ruowu, Mu Yan muttered to himself, "Who knows" after hearing Feng Ruowu exclaim "He's crazy".
Regardless of whether what was written in the letter was true or false, just because Liu Yiyi was willing to run errands and deliver the letter for Murong Zixuan, Mu Yan felt that something was very wrong.
Having known Liu Yiyi for such a long time, Mu Yan knew very well how loyal Liu Yiyi was to Xia Yifeng.
No matter what happens, it is absolutely impossible for her to betray Xia Yifeng.
But this time, Liu Yiyi not only said that she would help her escape from the palace, but also helped Murong Zixuan bring a letter to the palace for her.
What on earth is going on?
This is a trap set by Xia Yifeng.
Do you want to see your reaction?
After lowering his head and thinking for a long time, Mu Yan still couldn't figure out the mystery behind it.
Turning his gaze on Feng Ruowu who looked anxious next to him, Mu Yan thought for a while and said softly: "Xia Yifeng said that the murderer of Tong'er was Murong Zixuan."
"How is that possible?"
Feng Ruowu's eyes widened instantly as his eyes flashed.
Looking at Mu Yan in horror, he asked in disbelief: "Do you believe it?"
"Xia Yifeng's words are not worthy of my trust.
If I had to choose between the two, of course I would believe Murong Zixuan."
Speaking of Xia Yifeng, a look of contempt flashed across Mu Yan's eyes.
"It's just recent events that make me more and more puzzled.
The traitor Feng Xiaoling refers to is, to a large extent, directed at Zixuan.
But I still can't figure out why.
If it's really him, why?
What.
Zixuan is a backing for Tong'er and me.
No matter what happens, Ruowu, what do you think of such a person?
Shall I do it?”
Mu Yan's question made Feng Ruowu not know how to answer for a while.
Indeed, if this happened to her, I'm afraid she would be the same, even more confused and helpless than Mu Yan.
After all, Murong Zixuan's kindness to Mu Yan is obvious to all.
Thinking of the reason why Mu Yan came to the palace this time, Feng Ruowu asked cautiously: "You said that day that Murong Zixuan was assassinated.
What happened?"
"Ha."
Mu Yan sneered and curled his lips sarcastically.
"Xia Yifeng sent a killer to kill Zixuan, but he refused to admit that he did it anyway.
Who else in the world would dare to attack the Murong family except Xia Yifeng?"
When he thought of this, Mu Yan couldn't help but get furious.
Mu Yan stood up angrily and sighed heavily.
Looking sideways at Feng Ruowu beside him, Mu Yan continued: "That bastard won't allow me to leave the palace now.
I wonder what Fourth Master and Yan'er will do.
Murong Zixuan is doing this to me again.
He said he would take me away after a show.
He could take me wherever he could and leave the Murong family alone and run away with me."
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Shaking his head in self-denial, Mu Yan rubbed Murong Zixuan's letter in his hand, then smashed it into pieces and threw it on the ground.
After calming down his emotions a little, Mu Yan asked, "Is Xi'er Heng'er asleep?"
"Yes."
Nodding, Feng Ruowu sighed feebly, thinking of the two brats who were crying so hard that they nearly lifted the roof off the house.
"I cried for more than an hour, but no matter how I coaxed you, I couldn't coax you.
I had to go to Xia Jianjian to snatch you back.
Just go to the room and you will know.
In the end, they were tired of crying and fell asleep on their own. " Listening to Feng Ruowu's words, Mu Yan walked slowly to the room where the two children slept.
Mu Yan pushed open the door lightly and walked to the bed.
When he looked at the two little devils with slightly red faces on the bed, each holding a dagger in his arms, Mu Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Slowly pulling out the daggers from their arms, Mu Yan looked back at Feng Ruowu, nodded the two daggers in his hands in confusion, and silently asked her what was going on.
"If you don't give me this, I will go out with a stool and fight Xia Yifeng, and threaten me that I will kill myself by hitting the wall.
What can I do?"
His eyes were full of helplessness.
The longer he was in contact with these two children, the more Feng Ruowu became.
He became more and more convinced that they were Mu Yan's children, absolutely right.
Recalling the way they kicked the table down when they were crying to find Mu Yan, even the two maids sent by Xia Yifeng were stunned with fear.
Seeing Feng Ruowu's troubled expression, Mu Yan smiled and threw the dagger into her hand.
Then he sat silently by the bed, quietly watching the two children sleeping soundly.
It was not until two hours later that the two children woke up at the same time that Mu Yan moved and reached out to pick up Xi'er and Heng'er, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying.
"Mother" threw herself into Mu Yan's arms.
Mu Moxi, who rarely acted coquettishly with Mu Yan, rubbed her head hard in Mu Yan's arms.
"Xier misses you" "Mom, Heng'er also wants a hug."
Seeing Mu Yan being occupied by Mu Moxi, Mu Moheng on the side couldn't help but his eyes turned red.
She shouted with a hint of crying in her voice: "Heng'er will always be with mother."
"Be good, stop crying.
Mom is not going anywhere, she will stay here with you, okay?"
Mu Yan said with a serious look on his face as he rubbed their hair.
Then he patted their stomachs and asked with a wicked smile: "Aunt Feng said that you two have been crying and fussing for a long time.
Are you hungry?"
Mu Yan's words made the two brats stick out their tongues in embarrassment.
Their innocent and playful looks made all the gloom in Mu Yan's heart disappear.
After taking the two of them off the bed and washing their crying faces, Mu Yan found Feng Ruowu in the room next to him and the two palace maids he was unfamiliar with, and said, "Go and get ready.
Food, the child is hungry.”
"My slave, I obey."
They bowed to Mu Yan one after another, and the two palace maids quickly left the room and went to prepare dinner for several people.
Sitting in the room, Mu Yan talked with Feng Ruowu about the past few days in a low voice.
Mu Yan calmed down, and Feng Ruowu cautiously analyzed what happened.
However, the sudden strange sound coming from the window made Mu Yan and Feng Ruowu frown in unison and walked towards the window
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