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

Her wrist felt tight, and Feng Xi's wandering thoughts were pulled back, and then she bumped into someone's back.

She rubbed the tip of her nose and quickly withdrew her gaze. There was warmth and wetness under her palm. She looked carefully and felt blood on her hand.

She took a breath, "Axun..."

An enlarged face suddenly approached, and she subconsciously tilted her neck back, but was blocked by a hot palm. The fingertips stroked the delicate skin on her neck, bringing patches of heat.

"You..." A peck disappeared into the corner of her eye.

"The feeling behind me..." A hint of dampness and heat disappeared on my cheek again.

"You are hurt..." A cool touch rubbed back and forth on her lips, as if looking for the source of life.

Feng Xili was so angry that she laughed. This guy knew he was in the wrong and was just acting like a spoiled child!

Her heart felt hot and swollen. She moved her hands that were supporting his chest upwards, gently cupping his already thin cheeks, a wet look of heartache flashing in her eyes.

Mu Lanxun's eyes lit up, but the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He couldn't help but suppress them again, but Feng Xili covered his mouth with her hand. The slightly narrowed eyes made his heart skip a beat.

"Well, let's go back first." He touched his nose and didn't dare to do it again.

Xia Feng felt a little exhausted, and he leaned lazily on the ground with his sword. Wubai glanced at him, curled his lips, and looked disgusted, not caring whether Xia Feng had stared at him and made two holes in his back.

Mo Ling ordered Yuan Fang and the other man to take Mu Mingyan away, while he bowed deeply to Feng Xili and the other man.

"I am too embarrassed to ask for forgiveness. I only wish Princess Liyou a happy and healthy life."

The square-faced man was silent for a moment, then took a few steps forward and knelt on one knee.

"Fang Yi and Yuan Er will never forget your kindness. If you need us in the future, we will go through fire and water for you."

The round-faced man carrying Mu Mingyan not far away also bowed his head and saluted.

Feng Xili was filled with emotion. Mu Mingyan had been desperately looking for the people he cared about, but there were so many people around him, yet he turned a blind eye to them.

Mu Lanxun lowered his head and held her tightly, like a lost lamb that finally found its way home.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" She pushed him.

Watching the two of them supporting each other as they left, Mo Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Mu Lan hadn't come looking for them, Mu Mingyan might have really started a war between the two countries.

If a war is really triggered and countless lives are lost, the sin...will take several lifetimes to absolve.

Feng Xili and others returned to Lu Yanlin's government office. She gave them a faint glance, and Mu Lanxun followed her silently, step by step following her into the house.

"Axun, did you arrange for Mo Ling to come here?" Feng Xili turned her back to him, grabbing the clothes on her chest. She had only told Xia Feng about the dream.

That rattle was the only toy Mo Ling gave to Mu Mingyan when he was a child, but it was crushed by Chu Huang. The one behind it was made by Mo Ling himself according to his memory.

Mu Mingyan's mother was forcibly abducted to the palace by Emperor Chu on the night of her wedding.

Then, in order to prevent future troubles, the man set fire to the entire wedding banquet. Except for the bride, the groom and many guests were all killed in the flames.

However, the woman he had snatched with such great difficulty was only pampered for one month. His mother had originally only thought of committing suicide to accompany her deceased husband, but she unexpectedly found out that she was pregnant.

Emperor Chu watched her closely, tied her to the bed all day long, and tortured her every day. Mu Mingyan was forced to be born prematurely before she was a month old, which also angered Emperor Chu.

He firmly believed that Mu Mingyan was not his own child, and tortured the mother and son even more severely. All the evil in Emperor Chu's nature was vented on this pair of mother and son.

Mu Mingyan had endured hunger and bullying since childhood. His mother had sacrificed her life to protect him time and time again, and then he was tortured to the point of being completely exhausted by Emperor Chu. At such a young age, the seeds of hatred in his heart grew bigger and bigger...

Until one day, when he was only five years old, with half of his cheek swollen, he whispered hoarsely to his mother, "Mom, don't endure it anymore, this is enough!"

The woman who looked like a walking corpse froze all over, and a ripple of tears flashed in her eyes which were as silent as dead water.

"Yan'er..."

"Mom, I can survive... Don't worry."

At such a young age, he silently said words of breaking off all ties of love, and his heart was torn between two sides: one half told him to beg his mother to stay with him more, and the other half asked him to let his mother be free as soon as possible!

No matter which choice he made, he would be in agony. From the moment he appeared, no one looked forward to his birth, until now he was five years old.

The eyes of the withered woman lit up, and a line of tears appeared in her empty eyes.

She stretched out her trembling hands and hugged the equally skinny child, and then without saying a word, she ran straight to the lake, which was still shimmering in the sunlight.

"Hurry up! Someone jumped into the lake!!"

The noise came one after another behind the child, and Mu Mingyan looked ahead with an expressionless face.

A brilliant smile filled my lips. How wonderful! I am finally free...