The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Feng Muyan sat on the ground in a daze for a long time before the pain in his chest gradually subsided. He slowly stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and strode into the yard.

Song Yunli was the first to see Feng Muyan. She ran up to him like a happy bird, took his arm and asked, "Amu, why are you here?"

"I'm afraid you'll have too much fun and forget to go back home." Feng Muyan rubbed her hair with one hand, then frowned and said, "Li'er, why aren't you wearing the new fox fur cape I bought for you? Your head is a little cold. Do you want to catch typhoid fever and stay in bed for another half a month?"

When Song Yunli heard the word "this king", she knew Feng Muyan was a little angry, so she nodded in a good manner and said softly: "Amu, Li'er must wear it next time he goes out!"

"Well, you wait here for me. I have something to discuss with Tai...Fifth Brother." Feng Muyan coughed lightly to hide the embarrassment in his heart, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom without looking at the expressions of the crowd.

Song Yunli curled the corners of her mouth slightly. This guy was being upset with her again. He must have heard the story her sister had just told him, so he had such a conflicted and complicated expression.

Feng Muyan gently pushed open the door, and a strong bitter smell of medicine hit him in the face. The emotions in his eyes became more and more complicated. He slowly walked to the wooden chair beside the bed, gently moved it away and sat down.

Although Feng Yixuan was in a light sleep, he was not sleeping soundly. His blue eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and one hand was tightly covering his chest.

Feng Muyan turned his face away slightly, his eyes actually felt a little sore. How could his fifth brother be so thin? How could the fifth brother who took him to climb trees to pick bird eggs and go to the river to catch fish and shrimp be so fragile?

"Daddy..." Jiujiu, who had curled up into a ball, muttered something, then turned over and arched her little head, and one of her little feet hit Feng Yixuan's belly.

"Cough cough... cough cough..." Feng Yixuan coughed twice and slowly woke up. He smiled and held the little foot on his belly in his hands. The corners of his mouth curled up a little smile, but he looked up and met a pair of familiar phoenix eyes. He asked in surprise, "Ninth brother, when did you come?"

"Just now." His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was surprisingly much warmer than usual. Seeing Feng Yixuan was about to get up, he quickly stopped him and said softly, "Fifth brother, just lie down and listen to me."

The call of "Fifth Brother" warmed Feng Yixuan's heart. He reached out and hugged Jiujiu beside him, and said softly, "Okay!"

"Shen Yingjun accidentally found the imperial physician from that year, learned the truth about the diagnosis, and passed the result to father. Now father has sent troops to surround the East Palace, and four teams of imperial guards are heading this way. I have prepared a carriage for you to send you out of Nanyue Kyoto overnight, and you don't have to come back again." After she finished speaking, she gently tucked in the quilt for Feng Yixuan.

"Ninth brother, what are you doing..."

"Fifth brother, I know everything. Just rest assured and take your sister-in-law and the children away. Even if Nanyue Kyoto is in trouble, I will support it." Feng Muyan said in a deep voice.

"Okay!" There was a look of calmness in Feng Yixuan's eyes. In fact, his ninth brother had grown up a long time ago, hadn't he?

With a creak, the bedroom door was opened. Everyone in the yard looked over and saw Feng Muyan holding Jiujiu in one hand and Feng Yixuan with the other.

Seeing this, Song Yuntian hurried over to help support Feng Yixuan and asked in confusion, "Prince, what are you doing?"

"Take them to the carriage in the forest quickly and send them out of the city overnight. Don't come back until you are sure they have left Nanyue Kyoto safely." Then he handed the sketch in his hand to Song Yuntian and said, "Remember, you must follow the route on the map, otherwise you will be caught."

"Li'er, come with me to another carriage. We'll take another road." After saying that, he took Song Yunli's hand and walked out of the yard.

Song Yunli turned back and shouted loudly as she walked away: "Sister, brother-in-law, Jiujiu, you three must be safe and happy, we will definitely see each other again one day!"

"Aiya, goodbye..." Jiujiu hummed while biting her little fist.

Feng Muyan jumped onto the carriage, then pulled Song Yunli up, held her tightly in his arms, held the reins and asked, "Li'er, are you afraid?"

"I want to go to the battlefield with you. How can you be afraid of such a small matter?" As soon as she finished speaking, she kicked the horse's butt hard, and the carriage rushed out. Feng Muyan laughed loudly, "Okay, we go together!"

Just half an hour after the two groups of soldiers left, four teams of imperial guards arrived at the courtyard one after another and surrounded it.

"Report to the commander! There is no one in the courtyard." The man called the commander waved his hand and opened his thin lips, "Burn it!"

"Yes!"