The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Mu Ziyan, do you admit your guilt?" Chu Yuhuan didn't want to waste any more time talking to Feng Muyan, so he turned his attention directly to Song Yunli who was beside him.

"Your Majesty, half a year has passed and I am no longer the High Priest Mu Ziyan of the Eastern Chu State. I have recovered my lost memories. I am now only Feng Muyan's wife Song Yunli!"

Mu Chen, who was kneeling in the center of the hall, finally raised his head and looked at Song Yunli in disbelief, his eyes full of struggle and worry. He asked in a low voice anxiously, "Child, are you saying that you remembered things from your childhood? Do you also remember how you lost your memory?"

Song Yunli nodded affirmatively, completely shattering the little bit of extravagant thoughts in Mu Chen's heart. If she hadn't remembered the past, he could still play the family card to drag the child back to Dongchu State, but now that she remembered it, she was afraid that she would hate him to death. It seemed hopeless.

"Mu Ziyan! Can you take the position of high priest whenever you want and give it up whenever you want? Where have you put the laws of the East Chu Kingdom? Have you ever thought about the Mu family behind you?" Chu Yuhuan stood up from the dragon throne and roared angrily.

Feng Muyan couldn't bear to see his young wife treated like this, so he pulled Song Yunli behind him and said coldly, "First, Mu Zhixiao has severed ties with the Mu family, which proves that his daughter has no relationship with the Mu family either; second, Li'er didn't volunteer to be the high priest, but was fed Forget Worry Powder by the head of the Mu family and forgot everything after waking up, and then was inexplicably pushed to this position. Should she still consider the Mu family and this position?"

Feng Muyan's remarks left Chu Yuhuan speechless. He had no choice but to look at Mu Chen for confirmation. Seeing Mu Chen nodded tiredly, Chu Yuhuan was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.

"Since you have no sincerity to continue the talks, I will not force you. Come, take Mu Chen away and execute him at noon tomorrow. No one is allowed to plead for mercy!" After saying this, Chu Yuhuan left.

Mu Ziyan, since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being disloyal. I hope you can figure things out tonight.

During dinner, Song Yunli stared at the food in front of her without moving her chopsticks. Chu Yuhuan's face full of disappointment and hatred kept appearing in her mind. When she left Dongchu, she did say that she would help him get Nanyue's secret information, but later when she regained her memory, she completely forgot all those instructions.

But if she still remembered those instructions, would she do it? She definitely wouldn't do it, because then she would be sorry for Amu.

"Gulu...Gulu..."

"Li'er, if you don't eat, our son will starve." Feng Muyan tapped her forehead unhappily.

"Amu, do you think I am particularly unfaithful?"

"I'm enough for you, hurry up and eat!"

Pregnant women are sleepy, and not long after dinner, Song Yunli fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Muyan called her softly a few times, and seeing that she didn't respond, he sprinkled some white powder at the door and turned away.

In the emperor's bedroom, Chu Yuhuan was half leaning on the bed, holding a book on state governance in his hand but he hadn't read even a page. Song Yunli's plain but captivating face kept appearing in his mind. Why didn't he realize earlier that she was a woman disguised as a man?

"Who? Get out!"

"The Emperor of Chu has good hearing. I admire him." Feng Muyan clapped his hands and walked out from the darkness with a sneer on his lips.

"I wonder why the Ninth Prince came to visit so late at night?"

"I want to make a deal with Emperor Chu. How about you let Li'er and the Mu family go, and I'll defend against Chu Nan's attack for you?"

"My Dongchu's troops do not need reinforcement for the time being. They are more than enough to deal with the little Chu Nan, so there is no need for you to worry about it, Your Highness the Ninth Prince. I would rather punish the Mu family and Mu Ziyan. What should we do?" Chu Yuhuan threw down the book in his hand, stood up and walked to Feng Muyan, saying provocatively.