bullyxtreme Chapter 219 - Zi Yan
Chapter 219 - Zi Yan
"Well, everyone eat, it's no big deal." Feng Muyan nodded slightly, then chuckled and invited everyone to eat, as if nothing had happened just now, but his mechanical chewing movements were seen by Mu Ziyan.
The crescent moon was high in the sky. Feng Muyan rested his head on his arm and tossed and turned on the bed. His eyes were slightly red. His chest seemed to be blocked by a foul air. He felt uncomfortable whether he was lying down or lying down. The words kept echoing in his mind: "Zi Yan, can you call me Zi Yan?"
"Never!"
"So sad! So you don't like it!"
"No... shame..."
"Knock knock!" There was a soft knock on the door.
Feng Muyan sat up suddenly, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, turned his head to look at the door, and said in a low voice, "Come in!"
The door was gently pushed open, and Mu Ziyan appeared at the door obediently with her hair loose and holding a quilt. Feng Muyan chuckled instantly, and the turbid air that had been pent up all night seemed to dissipate a lot.
"Why don't you ask who it is? What if it's a bad guy?" Mu Ziyan raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Come on, bad guy. I'm ready. I guarantee you'll get both wealth and beauty!" Feng Muyan laughed loudly, then stood up and walked to the door and hugged Mu Ziyan in his arms. He rested his chin on the top of her head and raised his eyes to see the bright crescent moon in the sky.
Mu Ziyan gently stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his waist, then closed her eyes and stopped asking questions. Sometimes she might not be able to help, but the only thing she could do was to stay by his side when he was sad and upset.
"Li'er, if we have a child in the future, can we name him Zi Yan?" Feng Muyan spoke after a long time.
"Zi Yan?"
"Yes, this is a great name, suitable for both boys and girls."
"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Mu Ziyan nestled in Feng Muyan's arms and nodded slightly. Their child should be very cute, but why should he be named Zi Yan? Isn't that the content of the letter he received during the meal?
At three o'clock in the morning, the two people who were hugging each other were awakened by a hurried knock on the door. Before Feng Muyan could ask, Qing Heng's anxious voice came from outside the door, "Master, something bad has happened. Prince Mu's Mansion has been surrounded by heavy troops!"
"Go wake up the others quickly and take them out of the secret passage!" Feng Muyan ordered calmly in a low voice.
"I obey your orders! Master, you should also be more careful!" After saying this, he turned around and left.
Half an hour later, the huge Prince Mu's Mansion was burned down, and the raging fire burned half the sky red. Half of the people in Nanyue Kyoto were awakened by each other and looked in the direction of Prince Mu's Mansion. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that things have changed. The Iron-Blooded War King was so majestic in the past, but now his mansion has been burned to ashes. The Nanyue kingdom is probably left with only the little emperor as the only surviving one. Their days are going to be difficult.
Sitting on a tall brown horse at the gate of Prince Mu's mansion, Feng Jinhuan stared coldly at the flames rising into the sky with a stern face, his hands clenched into fists, "Ninth brother, oh, ninth brother, you are really an expert at playing crazy and stupid. I almost wanted to let you go, it's all because you have made too many enemies."
"Somebody come!"
"I'm here. I wonder what the emperor wants me to do?" A sharp and old voice sounded, and Fang Ming rolled and crawled to his knees beside Feng Jinhuan's horse.
"Send people to guard all the gates of Nanyue Kyoto. From now on, no one is allowed to enter or leave. Then send people to search all the major restaurants and inns. We must find my ninth brother for me. I miss him so much!" Feng Jinhuan suddenly said in a sarcastic tone.
"The slave obeys the order!"
As soon as Fang Ming finished speaking, he felt a cloud of dust rising in front of his eyes. As the sound of horse hooves gradually faded, he looked closely and saw that Feng Jinhuan's back was almost as small as a dot. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you still standing there for! Go search the city!" Fang Ming shouted in a pretentious manner.
"Yes! Manager Fang!"
In order to conceal their tracks, Feng Muyan and his companions did not dare to flee on horseback and could only run. As they were carrying women and children with them, they did not run very far in half an hour. However, they were still gasping for breath due to exhaustion, especially Mu Ziyan.
"Li'er, we have to consider the overall situation and let it go!" Feng Muyan advised with concern.