Fa Fa: [What the prefect didn't expect was that Mu Xi didn't get pregnant after marrying Murong for several months. In the end, he had no choice but to bring Yi An back and adopt him under Mu Xi's name.]

FaFa: [In the book, Mu Xi was very grateful to Murong for not disliking her inability to get pregnant, and the two of them loved each other for their entire lives. Little did she know that her infertility was caused by Murong, and for this, Murong even hurt Mu Cheng, who knew about it.]

FaFa: [Mu Xi thought she was happy and lived a confused life without knowing that Murong neither took concubines nor treated her well. When Mu Xi was dying, she promised him her next life.]

Fa Fa: [In fact, Murong did it for Xiao Yi. He deceived Mu Xi just to give Yi An a kiss. After all, Mu Xi felt guilty towards Xiao Yi, so she would definitely feel guilty towards Yi An.]

Yan Yuning frowned, [What happened to Xiaoyi? ]

Fa Fa: [Xiao Yi hired a killer to kill Mu Xi. She was about to give birth in a few months. The killer she hired was no match for the guards of the Shangshu Mansion.]

Fa Fa: [She thought that Zuo Xu was a killer she hired, so she couldn't really hurt her, so she pretended to block a sword for Mu Xi, hoping to make Murong feel sorry for her. As a result, she gave birth prematurely and didn't make it.]

Yan Yuning: […It’s all his own fault, so Murong doesn’t know the truth? When they were most in love, Xiao Yi gave birth to his child and left, so he schemed against Mu Xi for her whole life? ]

FaFa: [Yes, Master.]

[But isn't it the wedding day for Mu Xi and Murong yet? What happened today? ] Yan Yuning rubbed her brows with a headache.

Fa Fa: [Master, there may be a deviation. In the book, Yan Shiyao never brought Yi An back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Murong never went crazy and stabbed you. ]

Fa Fa: [Now that Mu Xi knows Yi An's identity, given Mu Xi's personality, the marriage agreement will be cancelled. This can be considered an accident. Mu Xi can be truly happy now.]

"Second Miss Yan." Ye Jian didn't even knock on the door, but pushed open the door of the wing room regardless.

Yan Yuning looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Second Miss Yan, please go and see His Highness quickly." Ye Jian wished he could just pick up Yan Yuning and leave.

Yan Yuning clenched her sleeves and asked, "What happened to him?"

"He...he, Your Highness almost mistook Qi Lan for Xuan Zhao. Murong is the prefect's son. If he made a mistake, he should be tried by the governor's office, not by Your Highness."

This is Qilan Country, not their Xuanzhao!!

If something happens to Murong, how will they get out of it?

Yan Yuning looked at him in confusion, "?"

"Miss Yan, please follow me." Ye Jian led the way and hurriedly led Yan Yuning to open the door of the top floor room.

Seeing the scene inside, Yan Yuning's chest stagnated. Murong was curled up trembling, with blood dripping from his palm. The wound was exactly where Murong had injured her palm.

But he was injured much more seriously than her. His fingertips were trembling, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of despair.

Xuan Yanyu twirled the sword in his hand, obviously not going to give up yet.

"Ye Jian, take her out." The man's voice was deep and dull.

You are so timid and yet you come here.

"Second Miss Yan, let's go. We're going out." Ye Jian turned his back to Xuan Yanyu and winked at Yan Yuning.

"Xuan Yanyu." Yan Yuning murmured tenderly, "Can you send me back home?"

Xuan Yanyu's eyes flickered, and he stared at Murong squatting on the ground for a while, "You follow Ye Jian back home."

Yan Yuning shook her head, "I don't want to go back with him. You go back with me."

"I have something to take care of, Ye Jian, take her back." Xuan Yanyu looked at Ye Jian with obvious displeasure.

"What are you dealing with?" Yan Yu Ning approached him and hummed softly, "If you don't send me back to Dong, I won't leave."

"Yan Yuning, he hurt A Yao." Xuan Yanyu leaned over to approach her, speaking in a low and slow voice, "I will help my Crown Princess vent her anger."