Chapter 9 Chapter 9 is off track.

"I won't. It's my adoptive mother."

"Adoptive mother?"

Han Yinfeng pretended to be very surprised.

Although Mu Xi was alone when he came here five years ago, there must have been someone following the young master of Feiming Valley when he left.

Han Yinfeng knew very well that Mu Xi's biological mother was dead. Compared to those outside who didn't know the inside story, he even knew who did it.

He looked at Mu Xi and self-righteously helped her make the decision. It was good for her to die in ignorance like this. After she had contributed her own value.

If I could find her, then others could too. If I let her get embroiled in those complicated disputes again and die by my hands, perhaps that would be a good ending.

In fact, Han Yinfeng was a little confused. How much did Mu Xi remember about what happened ten years ago? She should remember something, but after spending the past few days with her, it seemed as if she knew nothing.

Since she had noticed his martial arts skills and had been constantly suspicious of his intentions, why didn't she think it was because of her identity? She seemed to have never thought in that direction.

Otherwise, she could have just mentioned this when she advised him to be frank about his purpose.

"Yeah." Mu Xi nodded, not hiding anything. She looked calm and generous, even. "She was a strange person. She hardly spoke to me and didn't let me interact with other people. I lived with her for five years. Every day I was locked up in the house reading and writing. Later, she died, not long before you came here last time."

When Mu Xi thought of that woman's appearance, her mood became a little complicated.

She lived in this world for ten years, and was locked up in a house by her adoptive mother for the first five years, which was no different from living alone with three walls and a door.

Her adoptive mother passed away suddenly, and even when Han Yinfeng, an uninvited guest, suddenly appeared, Mu Xi still maintained her previously restricted lifestyle.

After Han Yinfeng left, she was depressed for a while. One day, she woke up and was eating as usual when she suddenly noticed the bright daylight. She decided she couldn't go on like this. So she went out and found herself a job.

In modern times, Mu Xi is more lifeless than other people around him. He doesn't like sports or socializing, and he likes to be alone the most.

She didn't expect that when she traveled to ancient times, the factory settings were even more exaggerated than those in modern times.

She only knew her name, not even her exact age. Her adoptive mother only let her know her name.

When asked by students, Mu Xi didn't want to lie and told the truth that she didn't remember.

The students naturally didn't believe it, and Mu Xi had no choice but to say that it was definitely older than them anyway.

"What a coincidence." Han Yinfeng fell into deep thought, and Mu Xi also fell into long-lost memories when she heard Han Yinfeng asking her how old she was this year.

Mu Xi: “…”

She still told the truth: "I don't know."

She was about seven or eight years old when she came here... She really couldn't guess her exact age, and she didn't know how to verify her age by other means.

Han Yinfeng looked at her with a smile: "How could that be."

Mu Xi said, "My memory starts from ten years ago. I don't remember anything before that." She thought of the topic they had just discussed. "My adoptive mother was a quiet person, just like you. She wasn't much of an actress. As we spent time together, I discovered she knew a little bit about kung fu. But she probably didn't know I'd discovered it until she passed away."

Han Yinfeng asked, "What's your adoptive mother's name?"

Mu Xi shook her head, "I only know my own name."

Except when she had to go out, her adoptive mother never interacted with other people. The people Mu Xi knew now were all people she met after her adoptive mother passed away and she changed her lifestyle.

Han Yinfeng blinked. Although Mu Xi pointed out that he couldn't act, he still acted sympathetically. After all, whether Mu Xi believed him or not was not his business.

"How did you learn Kung Fu?"

In the ten years since she came here... uh, in the last five years, Mu Xi has seen many men, but she has never seen one with good martial arts skills.

There are not many strong people. The main labor force in the family is mostly women. Unless they have no other choice, men will not show their faces in public. They will stay at home to take care of their wives and daughters.

And this seemingly spoiled young man actually knows martial arts. No matter to what extent he has mastered it, it is amazing.

But Han Yinfeng still remained stubborn and denied it softly.

Mu Xi yawned and felt a little sleepy.

Han Yinfeng felt that she didn't believe it, but was just tired of it because she didn't get a real answer.

He told the story he had prepared beforehand, saying that he had learned to dance when he was a child, and that perhaps because of this, his body's instinctive reaction in a hurry made him look like a martial artist.

"Can you dance?"

Seeing Han Yinfeng nod, Mu Xi thought, I hope his dancing skills can compare to his cooking skills.

Now that it's been made clear, I can only keep this complaint to myself.

Han Yinfeng stared at her, trying to see if she believed it, but he wasn't sure.

Mu Xi yawned again, looked down at his arm, and felt that if no accidents happened, he should be able to go to work normally tomorrow.

I was in excruciating pain late last night. I don’t know if I fell asleep from the pain or fainted from it. I woke up again this morning and felt much better.

Mu Xi was just thinking about taking a nap when Qin Li came and brought her some nourishing chicken soup.

"Amei and Madam Fu will come to visit Madam after school. I won't come then. I'll bring Madam the chicken soup first."

Qin Li became much more relaxed and at ease, and the smile on his face became more sincere. He and Mu Xi seemed like old friends meeting.

Mu Xi knew that Qin Xing'er would go home with Fu Jinxin after school and then come over, so she asked Qin Li to help tell them not to come.

"I'll go to the school tomorrow, so they can rest assured."

She got tired easily today and didn't have much energy to deal with the guests. If the two girls saw her listless, they might get suspicious.

"Going tomorrow? The headmaster is urging us..."

"No, I can't sit still. I don't have much to do, so it won't interfere with my teaching."

Qin Li said, "I'll go back and prepare dinner. Master Han won't have to work in the afternoon. I'll bring it to you and your husband when they come back."

"Don't worry, Master Qin. I'll take care of my wife. Just focus on your own affairs."

Han Yinfeng took the opportunity to speak, but Qin Li couldn't hear the unfriendly implication in his words. He thought he really didn't want to trouble him, so he tried to persuade him.

It was not until Mu Xi spoke up and told him not to bother, saying that she was very sleepy today and needed to sleep for a while in the afternoon, that Qin Li agreed.

After Qin Li left, Han Yinfeng watched Mu Xi enter the house with a rare look of unconscious regret on his face. He thought that he had used too much aphrodisiac last night and should have been more careful.

Mu Xi slept soundly, dreaming of her modern school days, a task that had to be completed. She and her classmates divided the work, and she and her closest roommates kept busy, running around together, exhausted but happy.

Han Yinfeng searched the house but still found nothing. There was a deserted flower garden in the yard, and he searched through it briefly, but found nothing.

Estimating the time, he prepared the dishes in advance, one by one, bit by bit, with meticulous movements.

After leaving the kitchen, he saw the mess he had made yesterday in the corner. After thinking about it, he decided to clean it up. Mu Xi couldn't move one of his hands, and the mess was so annoying to see.

After finishing, Han Yinfeng returned to his room to wash his hands. Suddenly, he heard some movement under the bed. Just as he turned around, a black cat suddenly jumped out. Its body was completely black, and its fur was shiny and smooth.

Han Yinfeng's heart sank. He pulled out the hairpin on his head and threw it at the cat, but... it missed. The cat was frightened and howled with a hoarse voice.

Han Yinfeng looked at his hands in disbelief, trembling slightly, with a surge of negative emotions in his chest. He held on to the table and sat down with difficulty.

His chest was beating rapidly, and he felt a little breathless. A sweet and fishy taste surged in his throat, but when he suddenly heard a slight movement outside, he swallowed it back.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Xi pushed the door open and walked in while rubbing her eyes. The black cat saw Mu Xi, meowed, and ran over to rub against her legs.

"Hey, Blackie?"

Mu Xi picked up the cat and held it in her arms. Then she looked at Han Yinfeng, who had almost calmed down. "What's wrong with you?"

"Is this the cat that my wife raised?"

"Not really. It occasionally comes to me to ask for food." Mu Xi thought for a moment and said, "Maybe this was originally my room, and it didn't know it was taken over by someone else, so it walked right in without saying hello to you."

Mu Xi held the cat and moved closer to Han Yinfeng. Han Yinfeng stared at the black cat's yellow eyes, which were not friendly. He suddenly stood up and moved away.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xi suddenly stopped and stood still, asking Han Yinfeng, "Are you afraid of cats?"

"yes……"

Han Yinfeng has not yet completely recovered from the shock of his previous failure.

He restrained himself and said, "Madam, can you please not let it get close to me?"

Mu Xi nodded. "I'll go get it some food and let it get to know my room. Please close the windows. It usually doesn't go through the front door."

Han Yinfeng nodded silently, and Mu Xi turned around and carried the cat out.

After a while, Han Yinfeng walked to the bedside calmly and pulled out the hairpin that Mu Xi had not even seen.

He gently stroked the groove with his fingertips. Thinking of his ultimate purpose in coming here and the black cat's eyes, he bit his lip and closed his eyes.

It seemed that things were more serious than he had imagined, and he didn't have as much time as he had previously planned.

One month is still too long.

Is there any way to make Mu Xi cooperate with me? If she doesn't willingly give her heart to him...

Han Yinfeng opened his eyes again, his fingers still on the groove.

Now there is another question -

Mu Xi said she had lost her memory. Was it true? If it was true, what should she do if she didn't even know the whereabouts of that thing?