Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Feng Xili tilted her neck and looked at this dreamy scene, thinking it was too ironic.

Her eyes were red and she was speechless.

Why? Why couldn't she save Tianxu? She even saved Mu Fengze, so why couldn't she save Tianxu, the person she cared about so much?

Feng Linshang stared at her, her eyes filled with heartache. Her daughter had always been well-behaved and had never cried and laughed like she did at this moment.

She was raised by me little by little from a tiny pink ball. She never got into trouble and often studied snacks and desserts. She was also extremely smart in her studies.

But since when did the little cotton-padded jacket have her own path, and this path is getting farther and farther away from them.

She became Princess Liyou. If she had been allowed to go to her own mansion earlier, would Tianxu still be able to be brought back?

He knew deep down that Feng Xili was innocent in the whole thing, and it was Feng Tianxu who was guilty of treason. It was him...

Now, Feng Linshang looked at the scorched earth around him. How could he escape from such a sea of ​​fire?

He looked at Feng Xili who was kneeling in front of him, and he could clearly feel the endless pain and despair in her.

How could he blame her?

It was as if all the strength had been drained from Feng Linshang's back, and the broken sword in his hand loosened and fell to the ground with a clang.

He said nothing, sighed deeply, and left quietly.

Hearing the sigh, Feng Xili trembled all over, his vision went dark, and he was about to fall down.

Yuan Ri saw this and pulled her back in time, "Princess, I'm sorry."

He whispered, picking her up sideways.

When he walked back to the county magistrate's office, he saw Mu Lanxun leaning against the door, drinking something from a bowl.

Master is awake?

As early as the moment he appeared holding Feng Xili, Mu Lanxun saw the two of them.

His eyes were like knives, and Yuanri had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Master, the princess just woke up and said she wanted to go out for a walk."

Mu Lanxun frowned, looking at Feng Xili's pale face and cracked lips, and his heart began to ache.

He took the person into his arms and ordered, "Go find some fruit."

The reinforcements from Jinning only left 5,000 soldiers to help rebuild Zechun City, mainly the city tower at the west gate. Other parts of the city were not damaged much.

I heard that there has been a lot of commotion in Xilin recently. It seems that some spy was discovered, and then a large number of people were arrested by following the clues.

He carefully placed her on the bed and tucked the quilt in for her. His fingertips lingered on her pale face. Her once pink and moist lips were now dry and cracked, with red cuts all over them.

"Every time I leave for a little longer, you torture yourself into a mess. What should I do with you?" he muttered to himself.

"Master." Yuanri put down the basket. It was difficult for him to find such a big basket of fruits in the city after the war in the middle of winter.

Immediately afterwards, Yuanri recounted everything that had happened to Feng Xili after she woke up.

Including the scene where Feng Linshang pointed his sword at Feng Xili.

Mu Lanxun was puzzled. This was not the first or second time Xier had had a precognitive dream, and she had always been able to escape danger. Why was it so tragic this time when she encountered Feng Tianxu?

It's not that he is unaware of Feng Tianxu's position in Feng Xili's heart, but because he knows very well that he is willing to accompany her on many adventures, he feels at ease with him by her side.

Now both of them are exhausted, both physically and mentally, and the northwest border is not peaceful, so they can't go back anytime soon...

As soon as Feng Xili opened her eyes, she saw Mu Lanxun sitting at the table. He had deep eyes and was concentrating on peeling an apple.

People walked by outside from time to time, and there was a lot of noise. He peeled the skin carefully, then cut it into small pieces and put them in a small bowl.

This was how Xier ate fruit before. He found it a little funny when he saw it and she glared at him for a long time.

I looked up inadvertently and saw that the person on the bed had woken up at some point and was staring at me without blinking.

"Xier!" He rushed over in two steps, half-knelt beside the bed, and reached out again to brush away the hair hanging on her eyelashes. His warm palms caressed her cheeks, which were still a little cold even though she was lying in the quilt.

"Are you cold?" he asked. Feng Xili didn't move or speak, her dark pupils reflecting his face.

Mu Lanxun didn't rush her, but patiently helped her tidy up her hair and waited quietly for her to calm down.

After a while, her eyes were sore from opening, and she suddenly realized that Mu Lanxun seemed to have been kneeling beside the bed. Her heart ached, and she was about to get up, but he held her down, "Sleep a little longer?"

She shook her head and took his arm and sat up, not noticing his slight gasp.

"Slower."

He supported her and helped her put the pillow behind her, meticulously.

She felt dizzy for a moment, and then she lay on his chest, like a wronged kitten, carefully rubbing the collar of his shirt.

What does it taste like?

Feng Xili pushed him away, sniffing around with her little nose. His eyes twitched, "I just peeled an apple, do you want some?"

Her sleeve was pulled, and her eyes fell on his right arm.

Knowing he couldn't hide it anymore, he simply sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her chin with his fingers.

"Be good, it's just a minor injury. I've applied medicine, don't worry."

The next moment, she lifted up his sleeve, revealing his entire right arm wrapped in bandages. The smell of medicine mixed with the smell of blood rushed to his forehead.

"What happened? Are you injured?" Feng Xili's voice was still hoarse. She remembered that his arm was fine when she jumped over the city wall.

As expected, she didn't get an answer. Her eyes were filled with tears and she suddenly remembered Yuanri's angry rebuke at that time: the master's body has been overdrawn to the limit.

"Yes, burns?" Come to think of it, galloping on horseback for a whole month was unbearable for anyone, not to mention that he had been traveling outside without any rest before, and now he rushed into the fire to save people for her.

The overwhelming regret and heartache drowned her, and her eyes, which had been dry for a long time, finally overflowed.

Mu Lanxun looked at the dark head in front of him, thinking that she was feeling upset. It was a little late before he felt something dripping on his cuff.

He held his breath and held her face. His Xier's face was covered with tears, and the corners of her eyes were red and moist. She bit her lips hard, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Mu Lanxun's eyes were filled with panic, and his mind was in turmoil. "It's okay, it's just a small burn, it will heal."

The pain that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to have found an outlet. She could no longer bear it, and hugged his uninjured left arm, tears streaming down her face.

The image of Feng Xili crying silently had a strong impact on Mu Lanxun. His heart felt sore and weak. Listening to her carefully suppressing sobs and shaking all over while crying, he felt sharp pain all over his body.

"...Cry if you want to, don't hold it in. I'm here! Always here, forever." He held her in his arms, patting her back with one hand and her head with the other, speaking softly.

"Wuwuwu..." She cried uncontrollably, feeling her whole head swelling.

"Axun, I can't save him. I don't have a brother anymore. I've lost Tianxu!"

She roared hoarsely, and only now finally released her grief.

Mu Lanxun pursed his lips tightly. He saw clearly the scene of Feng Tianxu resolutely throwing out the fire starter.

But there were some things he still didn't understand. When the Western Di invaded, why was it Feng Tianxu who led the soldiers to resist? And who sent the message for help?