The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Ammu, go back and marry your princess!" Although he said so, Mu Ziyan had no intention of leaving Feng Muyan's arms. He just poked his chest with his index finger from time to time, having a lot of fun. He had no idea how painful it was for that man.

"Song! Yun! Li!" Feng Muyan shouted with gritted teeth. This girl must have done it on purpose!

"Amu, don't forget, in two hours it will be your wedding ceremony with Gu Qinghong. If you don't show up, you can't guarantee what Shen Junyang will do." Mu Ziyan faded the teasing in his eyes and his tone became serious, which was unusual.

"Don't worry about this, I have my own arrangements!" Feng Muyan chuckled, stretched out his hand to rub the top of her head, and kissed her forehead lightly, then asked with a little heartache: "What's the reason for the pattern on your forehead?"

"I asked someone to tattoo this pattern on me because I liked it. Why don't you like it? Or do you dislike me and have a change of heart?" Mu Ziyan said with some anger, pinching Feng Muyan's nose with her white hand and twisting it.

Feng Muyan did not resist at all, but just smiled faintly as he watched Mu Ziyan's childish behavior. She was probably the only one in the world who was not afraid of death and dared to twist his nose.

When his eyes fell on the pattern again, Feng Muyan began to blame himself. This pattern should be to cover the scar on his forehead. It was all his fault that he underestimated the enemy and took the young girl into danger. He, Feng Muyan, would not let any of the people who hurt her go.

"Li'er, I already had a plan, but your appearance was the biggest surprise. I have a new plan, I wonder if you would like to participate?" Feng Muyan suppressed the sadness on his face and said with his head down.

"Oh? Tell me about it!" Mu Ziyan raised his eyebrows slightly, his big obsidian eyes full of interest.

Feng Muyan bent down and whispered in her ear for a while. He saw that her expression was sometimes dazed and sometimes excited. Her cute appearance gradually overlapped with her childhood. It turned out that the Li'er of the past did not disappear, but her cuteness and naivety were left to him.

"Amu, isn't it a bit unfair for us to treat Gu Qinghong like this? After all, she gave up everything and came to Nanyue alone because she loves you." Thinking of Gu Qinghong who was alone in the hall facing the ridicule of the ministers that day, and thinking of Gu Qinghong who humbled herself to please the silly prince that day, Mu Ziyan couldn't hate her anymore.

"Li'er, she may not have left everything behind when she came here, and what's more, she and I have long been strangers. I don't need any form of pity and compensation. You are enough for me." Feng Muyan put his hands on Mu Ziyan's shoulders and said seriously, fearing that she would misunderstand something. Moreover, he found that although Li'er had indeed become stronger, her heart was still soft.

Half an hour later, the two had almost finished their discussion, and Feng Muyan reluctantly left with Tuan Tuan. Mu Ziyan then tiptoed towards the bedroom, but he didn't expect to be caught by Xiao Mu on the way.

"Dad..." Mu Ziyan called out coquettishly with a long drawl.

"Hmph! Are you done with the affair?" Xiao Mu looked up and stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of disappointment. This daughter must have been taken advantage of by that old prince.

Mu Ziyan looked at Xiao Mu with a helpless look. This new father would be jealous of anyone!

Xiao Mu was serious for only a moment before he could no longer hold it in. He sighed softly, lowered his head, looked at Mu Ziyan lovingly, and said, "Child, he failed to protect you back then. Dad is worried and has a knot in his heart."

Mu Ziyan's heart warmed. She had already guessed what he was thinking. He was just worried about her. So she chuckled and said, "Dad, from now on you can see how he performs. Can you give him another chance? I believe he will give you an unexpected surprise."