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

Mu Lanxun took a deep breath and said, "They were urgently recalled. It must be... someone changed their mind."

Feng Xili blinked. Changed her mind? So suddenly?

Both of them fell strangely silent. The only thing that could make Emperor Qi Zhao change his decision was either a major event or a big shot.

"I guess it might be him." He put his arm around her shoulders, looking thoughtful.

"Who?" She looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Mu Lanxun habitually tucked her messed hair behind her ears and slowly moved his gaze to her eyes.

"Your father." He said shockingly, and saw the person in front of him shrink his neck slightly and purse his lips tightly.

He smiled and pinched her earlobe, like a little rabbit, really wanting to press her into his arms and ravage her...

"How did you know? I, I didn't want to hide it from you." Feng Xili held his fingers and pinched the fabric on his waist. She had never found a chance to tell him about her acquaintance with Yue Dengxian.

"It doesn't matter. If you want to talk, I'll listen. If you don't want to talk, I won't ask." He was still the same as always.

It was noon, and the sun was shining on their bodies, making them feel a little hot, but her heart was even hotter. He really, really trusted her from the bottom of his heart.

"Yue Dengxian, he is my father..."

As they walked and talked, she carefully recounted the events of more than ten years ago, including the dirty and despicable things done by Liu Nianfeng and Zuo Lian, a couple from the Zhongning Marquis' Mansion.

Mu Lanxun listened quietly, sighing occasionally, and staring at her profile with a dazed look for a moment.

It was not until she finished speaking for a long time that he spoke softly.

"Is Xier feeling sad for her?"

Feng Xili was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Feeling sorry for her? Who?

He lowered his eyelids, and when he raised them again, he looked nervous and helpless.

"For my sister."

Her eyes widened when she heard that and she stopped involuntarily. Was Axun talking about the original owner?

"Xier has only been here for two years, but sister, I have been with her for more than five years."

"What do you want to say?"

There was obvious fragility and contradiction in his eyes, and she felt as if her heart was blocked by a ball of cotton and she couldn't breathe.

"Xi'er..."

He stood up straight and gently pinched her wrist that Wubai had held before. There were now several purple fingerprints on her fair wrist.

Suddenly she gasped, and in her sight, Mu Lanxun pulled her wrist to her mouth and licked the purple finger marks with the tip of her tongue.

He looked up at her while doing the incredible things.

A hot and wet tingling sensation came from her wrist, and her heart skipped a beat, "Axun!"

She wanted to pull her hand away, but was held still and unable to move.

"No one can take you away from me, not Emperor Qi Zhao, not my sister, and not you!"

The sinister voice and his somewhat fragile and helpless eyes made her feel very disconnected. She was frightened, and the painful scenes in her dream appeared before her eyes again.

He was in pain... He was suffering. He had saved her with his own strength, but he chose to bear all the pain by himself.

How could she bear it? How could she bear it?!

"I, I won't, I..." Her mind was filled with his extremely suppressed breathing in the dream. The pain that overflowed from the depths of his throat was like a sharp blade, cutting her into pieces one by one.

She couldn't bear it even as a dream. If it really happened, what would she do? What would she do? !

The person in front of him seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, his whole body shaking like a sieve, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and a streak of glaring red flowed from his tightly bitten lower lip.

Mu Lanxun's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He carefully held the person in his arms and whispered comfortingly, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'm fine, aren't I?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Xili completely collapsed. She hugged his waist and cried, her body shaking, sobbing with a wronged voice.

"Uh……"

He couldn't help but groan softly. The arms around his waist were tightened, and the wound on his chest was compressed. But feeling the warm care of the person in his arms, he felt that this little pain was not unbearable.

What happened to me in the dream that made her hold on so tightly?

He didn't want to force her to answer, but it seemed that the matter was not trivial. A faint light flashed in his eyes. He thought of his trouser legs being pulled, the dim cave, the dead branches that fell to the ground, and his own predicament...

He sighed deeply. He didn't know that although Xier looked thin and small, she actually had considerable brute strength!

The thick fog cleared and the forest revealed its original appearance. It was a bamboo forest in the mountains. It was quite large and the bamboo grew quite densely.

After the two entered the bamboo forest, Mu Lanxun stretched out his hand, threw the person next to him onto his back, and then ran wildly with her on his back.

"Axun, you're injured!" Feng Xili exclaimed while lying on his back.

"The sun is about to set. The temperature here will drop sharply after nightfall. There is a road to the west of the bamboo forest."

He explained briefly and ran quickly with her on his back.

The surrounding scenery quickly receded, her head felt dizzy, and her mouth opened and closed as if she was saying something...

"Mumu, stop, you can't..."

"Hmm? Xun?"