"Did Long Qian send you?" Fu Yunchen asked.
"You're the one who suggested the king's name!" In the blink of an eye, the woman's demonic aura turned into murderous intent as she charged towards Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen dodged to the side, drew the soft sword from his waist, and aimed it straight at the woman's heart.
The woman's eyes narrowed instantly, and she dodged the attack. But in the next instant, a dagger appeared from behind her, slashing towards her neck. The silent and ruthless action sent chills down her spine!
She hurriedly stepped back, but she was still a step behind in speed.
His neck was still wounded by the dagger, and bright red blood gushed out.
She raised her hand to cover her injury and turned to run.
But as soon as he managed to catch his breath, everything went black, and he lost consciousness.
Mu Run sheathed his dagger and said, "Applying anesthetic to the blade is indeed the best way."
Fu Yunchen chuckled, "How did you get here?"
"You can't get hurt, it concerns Tuantuan's safety." Mu Run glanced at the woman on the ground whose neck was still bleeding. "You decide what to do, I'm going back to sleep with the children."
"Okay," Fu Yunchen replied.
Mu Run washed up again, changed into a clean bathrobe, and lay down on the bed.
Looking at his own hands... this body is extremely skilled at killing; it either doesn't make a move, or when it does, it's deadly.
"What have you been through to have such exquisite killing skills ingrained in your bones and become instinctive?"
Huanhuan put one leg up on her stomach.
"..." Mu Run moved her chubby legs away and rubbed her little belly. "I wasn't hurt by the assassin, but I was ambushed by you, you little brat."
Huanhuan smacked her lips, seemingly lost in some delicious dream.
Tuantuan lay at the very back, wrapped in a small blanket, sleeping peacefully with almost no movement.
Mu Run placed Huanhuan across the foot of the bed. Fu Yunchen's bed was large enough that there was plenty of space at the foot of the bed, enough for Huanhuan to freely choose her sleeping position.
She scooped the obedient Tuantuan into her arms and said, "My good son."
Huanhuan kicked again... It felt like she was dreaming of fighting with something.
Mu Run sighed inwardly, "Who does he take after?"
The next day, Mu Run got up early and first made a nourishing soup for Fu Yunchen, and then made breakfast for the two children.
Upon seeing the soup, Fu Yunchen said to Mu Run, "We can't give you any more tonics, or you'll get a sore throat."
"Huh?" Mu Run looked at his hand. Because he fed Tuan Tuan blood every day, the old wounds hadn't healed yet, and he had to cut open new ones. There were already several wounds after a few days.
Seeing her looking at his hands, Fu Yunchen said, "It has no effect on me."
Mu Run was filled with remorse, "I'm sorry."
Upon seeing this, Fu Yunchen immediately picked up the tonic soup and drank it all in one gulp, saying, "Delicious."
"...How about we don't feed Tuantuan blood today?" Mu Run asked hesitantly.
“I’m worried,” Fu Yunchen replied.
Mu Run breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Well, let's feed you then. I'll make you some soup tonight."
"No, no need." He hasn't been able to sleep at night lately.
Tuantuan rubbed her eyes as she came over. When she saw Fu Yunchen, she opened her mouth. The first thing he drank in the morning was blood, and he had developed a habit of it over the past few days.
Without hesitation, Fu Yunchen cut open the wound on his hand and put it into Tuan Tuan's mouth.
Tuantuan suckled a few times, just like when she was breastfeeding, and then let go of Fu Yunchen's finger. "Thank you, Uncle Fu. I will take care of you in the future."
"Oh?" Fu Yunchen looked at Mu Run, these words didn't seem like something he could understand on his own.
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