After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

On the way out of the villa, Wan Tao couldn't help but sneak a glance at Mu Xun who was looking dejected, and later she couldn't help but laugh.

Mu Xun stopped, turned around, looked at her and said, "Laugh as much as you want if you want to. There's no need to hide it and make me sad."

Wan Tao immediately became serious and thought, "I'm wearing a veil, how can he see it?"

At this moment, Mu Xun added in time: "Don't think I can't see it. Your shoulders are shaking. I see it clearly. Laugh, laugh at me. I tried so hard but couldn't bring him back."

Noticing that Mu Xun was in a really low mood, Wan Tao stopped and looked into his eyes, asking, "Prince Mu Xun didn't intend to bring the princess back, did he?"

Mu Xun looked away with a guilty conscience, raised his chin, put his hands on his hips, and denied, "Nonsense! Wan Ning is my fiancée, how can I let her stay with a stranger? I will definitely bring her back."

"Stranger?" Wan Tao asked softly, "I once lived with the princess in the palace of Chu country for a long time, and I am still old and blind."

Mu Xun realized that he could no longer hide it, so he turned around and continued to move forward, and because of his guilty conscience, he began to move in a serpentine manner. Wan Tao stood there looking at him, smiled and shook her head, and followed him, walking shoulder to shoulder.

"When did you know?" Mu Xun asked in a low voice, not having the courage to look into her penetrating eyes.

"Know what? Do you know the identity of the owner of the villa, or is today's visit to ask for someone's help just a self-torture trick?" Wan Tao asked calmly.

"You know this too," Mu Xun clenched his fists, unable to figure out what went wrong. "This scene is flawless, how did you see that?"

"You admitted it," Wan Tao smiled slyly. She was extremely happy and relieved to know that the princess and Ziheng had reunited. She finally became a little more lively. She explained, "It was just a guess, but now it has been confirmed. Thank you, Prince Mu Xun. First, this villa is relatively secretive. You can find it accurately in less than a day. Second, with Prince Mu Xun's martial arts and power, he will definitely not fail in coming here today to ask for someone."

Hearing this answer, Mu Xun felt relieved and smiled, breaking off the reeds on the road, and said calmly: "Miss Wan Tao overestimated me. I am just an unpopular prince in a desert border area, with no ambition or power."

She had never seen him so serious. Wan Tao looked at this prince whose father died early and who had to live under the care of his uncle, the Tumo King, and had no one to rely on. As a wanderer herself, Wan Tao understood this helplessness and misery very well and felt a little distressed. She comforted him, "Since six months ago, you did not choose to return with Tumo's team, but stayed to bring us here, and made very detailed and appropriate arrangements. I wondered if the prince was also entrusted by someone? I guess that person is very familiar with us."

"She has the same guess, right?" Mu Xun said to himself.

Wan Tao shook her head: "The princess and I have never talked about this. I have thought about candidates, but there are not many people who are willing to do this for us and think so far, and there are even fewer who have a friendship with you, so I suspected it was Prince Mu Xiu before."

"Him?" Mu Xun showed a contemptuous expression. Since returning to Tumo, the two have had less contact. When leaving Tumo, Mu Xiu was a temporary adopted son who was to be sent to the enemy country as a hostage. Now he is no longer Wuxia Amon. After returning, he actively participated in various resolutions of Tumo, and was like a fish in water in the officialdom. Now he has status and prestige.

Because Princess Mengzhu died of an arrow, the fatherly love that suddenly awakened King Tumo dealt him a heavy blow, and he was depressed and neglected to govern the country. The new queen had to take care of the accumulated affairs, and Prince Muren had just learned to walk and could not share the responsibilities, so Mu Xiu took this opportunity to manage the affairs on her behalf and accumulate his own network of contacts.

As an adopted outsider, Mu Xun looked down upon his actions. He swallowed his harsh words and replied coldly to Wan Tao: "I don't have much contact with him."

Wan Tao nodded: "I was not sure until I met Li Song at the villa today. I suddenly remembered that when he was a prince, the emperor spent many years here. It is entirely possible that he made a friend of Tu Mo."

Although Mu Xun didn't comment, the corners of his mouth that smiled as he walked proved that Wan Tao's guess was true. If he counted carefully, he almost forgot the year he met Ziheng. At that time, he was still Pei Huaichu, a soldier who had just joined the army. Although he looked tender and had never suffered any hardship, he knew that tears would flow from his eyes. Every time, he insisted on completing the task even if he cried. He was very stubborn and stubborn.

At this time, in the villa on the other side, Ziheng, who was so resolute and stubborn, seemed to have his courage taken away. He sat weakly beside Wan Ning, staring at her every move as she bandaged his wound. He also had to act as the atmosphere group and hum from time to time, pretending to be in pain in an attempt to arouse Wan Tao's sympathy.

After three sounds, it really caught Wan Ning's attention. She stopped what she was doing and asked worriedly, "Does it hurt?"

"Yeah," Ziheng nodded, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "It hurts, but Yanyan wrapped it well."

Wan Ning saw through his smug expression and pulled it tight at the last second. Zi Heng frowned briefly in pain, but soon returned to normal and praised sincerely, "Yan Yan bandaged it really well. It's great to have you by my side." As he spoke, he tried to hold Wan Ning's hand, but she dodged him.

"Don't push your luck," Wan Ning said proudly, "I stayed here because I felt bad for you getting hurt because of me. I will go home when your wound gets better."

"Then I'll go back with you!" After not seeing each other for a few months, Ziheng was more proactive and relaxed than before: "Anyway, I'll go wherever Yanyan goes in the future."

Wan Ning frowned and thought, "It's over. I've been stuck with a dog-skin plaster. Why does such a good-looking person have to do something else but follow others' lead and pester others? I should have known better than to be such a good person."

Today's drama was indeed planned by Ziheng and Mu Xun early in the morning. The palace was full of dangers, and he was at a disadvantage in the dispute with the retired emperor. Wan Ning would be dealt with by the retired emperor sooner or later if she stayed in the palace, and she wanted to leave even if she gave up everything, and at that time, he just wanted her to be safe. So he secretly helped her, ordered Fang Xiong to personally send her out of the palace, and planned the days after Wan Ning left the palace.

Plans cannot keep up with changes, and the development of things is not exactly what he thought. Because he was under house arrest, Fang Xiong returned to the palace early and was controlled. There was no way to be safe except to stay away from Nanye. Ziheng could only ask Mu Xun for help. After many years, they met again, although they were unfamiliar but not alienated. Their friendship remained in secret.

Suddenly, Ziheng held Wan Ning's hands, looked into her eyes tenderly and lovingly, and begged for confirmation: "Yan Yan, you remember me, right?"