The vicious character collapses in front of the villain husband

Qi Yan watched Mu Yan's figure disappear. Just as he was about to go back to his room to rest, he turned around and caught a glimpse of a figure standing outside the door calmly. His heart tightened.

Admiration!

When did he come? Did you hear the conversation just now?

"Demon King, Your Highness, why are you here?"

Mu Huo had a pair of deep and sharp eyes. He put his hands behind his back. When he saw Qi Yan looking at him, he opened one hand, which contained a small strand of long hair. He spoke slowly.

"I just went to Elder Chong's place. How does the Queen Dowager explain this?"

Qi Yan suddenly remembered that after he took action, he left in a hurry without having time to look around. Could it be that he left any traces?

"This..." Qi Yan tried to adjust her expression and said sincerely: "It should be a few days ago, I went to the pharmacist to get some sleeping pills. Alas, he was fine at that time, but who knew he would suddenly have an emergency in the blink of an eye."

Mu Huo casually threw away the hair that he had just pulled from the maid's head. "It's a pity indeed. Your Majesty, there's no need to be too sad. Why is there still blood on your wrist?"

Qi Yan was startled and forgot to cover up. She immediately raised her hand to look at her wrist, but found that it was clean and there was nothing on it. She thought to herself, "Oh no, I overreacted." She just listened to Mu Huo's casual words.

"Oh, I was wrong."

Qi Yan looked up and saw that Mu Huo's eyes were as cold as if he was looking at a dead object, and his expression was as grim as if a demon was ready to take her life, which made the hairs on her back stand on end.

"I would also like to thank the Queen Concubine for her concern for Mu Ying today."

After saying this, Mu Huo left.

Qi Yan covered her heart, and only realized after her fear subsided that the Demon King wanted to kill her today. At that moment, she felt the overwhelming murderous intent, but in the end she did not take action.

A cool breeze blew by, and my back, which was wet with cold sweat, felt cold.

Tears welled up in Qi Yan's eyes. She only hoped that the old fox king would take her back to the fox clan as soon as possible so that she could get his protection as soon as possible.

Mu Huo first went to Mu Xiaoxi's bedroom to look for Mu Ying, but saw two foxes in the bedroom having a sweet conversation. He couldn't help but sneer when he heard the woman say, "I only hope to be with my brother for the rest of my life."

I can help. It would be best if they die in one place. No, it would be better if they can't even die in one place.

You will never get what you want in your lifetime.

Mu Huo was too lazy to listen any more. He dodged and arrived at Mu Ying's bedroom in a flash.

Inside the hall, Cheng Ming was peeling a sweet and juicy orange for Mu Ying.

"Your Highness, don't even think about going to see Empress Mu again. Empress Mu has already instructed that Your Highness not run around, and you must not let others know that Your Highness is already well."

Mu Ying chewed an orange with bulging cheeks. "Can't I tell anyone? What about the emperor? He must be very worried."

Cheng Ming also became conflicted. He wiped his hands that were stained with orange juice and thought carefully. He was still worried that the person who wanted to harm the little prince might be hiding beside the Demon King.

"The Queen has ordered that this matter can only be known by the three of us, so for the time being..."

A cold snort interrupted Cheng Ming's words.

"You are very courageous."

Cheng Ming turned around suddenly and saw Mu Huo's eyes were as dim as ghost fire. She knelt down quickly and explained, "Your Highness the Demon King, I, I didn't mean that."

Mu Huo flicked his sleeves and knocked the orange off the table. "What? You're joining the fox tribe so soon?"

Before he finished speaking, an invisible pressure forced Cheng Ming to crawl on the ground.

"Your Highness, calm down. I..."

"Father!"

Mu Huo took two or three steps to Mu Ying's side, put his arms around his waist, picked him up, and checked on his condition.

Upon closer inspection, one can't hide one's surprise.

Mu Ying anxiously grabbed Mu Huo's sleeve and begged him, "Father, please don't punish Cheng Ming. She did it for my safety. Mother said that someone wanted to harm me, so she told Cheng Ming."

Mu Ying lowered her voice and whispered, "Daddy, don't worry about me. Ying'er is fine now because Mommy held Ying'er for a while and Ying'er is fine now. The orange was so sweet. Daddy, the ground is not dirty. Can I pick it up and blow on it before eating it?"

Mu Huo waved his sleeves to remove the pressure, and only asked Cheng Ming: "Tell me, how is the little prince?"

"Yes, it was Empress Mu who saved him."

Mu Huo stared at Cheng Ming, his dark green snake pupils carrying a natural coldness, "What did she say?"

Cheng Ming rubbed his knees awkwardly, remembering Mu Xiaoxi's quick denial just now, "Uh, this, Madam Mu didn't say."

"Did you see her rescue?"

Cheng Ming scratched his head. "I didn't see it, but, but the queen asked me to prepare burial objects, and I went to the queen's bedroom halfway and..."

"get out."

Mu Huo ordered in a low voice.

Cheng Ming opened his mouth halfway, but had to swallow back his tears of gratitude towards Mu Xiaoxi, then bowed and left.

"Is Daddy angry?"

"Ying'er, she can't save you." Mu Huo looked down at Mu Ying in his arms, whose face was covered with powder. He wiped off a layer of greasy white powder with his fingertips.

"Ah! Daddy, don't rub it on. Mommy told me to apply it every day. It was Mommy who saved me, why don't you believe it, Daddy? Before Mommy held me, I felt like I couldn't breathe, but I fell asleep in Mommy's arms, and I was fine when I woke up!"

Mu Huo still shook his head and frowned deeply, "Ying'er, you are stupid, have you forgotten how that woman whipped you before?"

Mu Ying pouted her lips and didn't want to talk anymore. She kicked her legs and shook her body to try to get out of Mu Huo's arms.

"Ying'er." Mu Huo tightened his arms, his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and asked with difficulty: "Can you blame Daddy for trusting others again?"

Mu Ying stopped making a fuss, looked at Mu Huo’s tightly furrowed brows, and obediently leaned her head on Mu Huo’s shoulder.

"Daddy, how could Ying'er blame you? I'm just afraid that I won't be able to be with you and mom every day anymore."

Mu Huo bent down and kissed Mu Ying's little head, as if he felt his originally cold heart gradually warming up, and the strange warm current made him tremble.

Mu Ying raised her head in surprise, "Daddy, did you kiss Ying'er just now? It was the first time Daddy kissed Ying'er! Daddy, you must be scared when you saw Ying'er was dying. Ying'er, if you pat your head, you won't be afraid anymore!"

Mu Ying raised her hand and touched the top of Mu Huo's head in a serious manner, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Outside the window, petals are falling in the wind. The hope full of despair has just bloomed and is about to be buried deep in the soil.

Inside Muzhen Palace.

Mu Zhen, wearing a gauze dress, sat in front of the mirror. Behind her, Zi Ming was pinning freshly picked peach blossoms one by one on her complicated bun.

Mu Zhen looked around and asked, "Does this look good?"

"Flowers make people more beautiful, but people are more beautiful than flowers."

Mu Zhen chuckled, "You are the only one who talks sweetly. Is the information given by Cheng Ming accurate?"

"Princess, don't worry. She won't dare disobey. She said that the little prince is about to die. It must be true. How dare she hide it?"

Zi Ming was handling the flowers skillfully while feeling secretly proud. In the past, the four sisters, Orange, Ginger, Blue and Purple, were evenly matched in the same league, but now it was different. The princess was obviously closer to her.

Mu Zhen sighed, "Brother must be very sad. Cut some more branches and put them in his room. It will add some color and comfort. Oh, by the way, there is something you can ask Cheng Ming to do, but you don't have to tell her."

"Princess, please give me your orders."

"Find my purse and ask her to take it back. Forget it. I don't trust her with it. You sneak in and take the purse out."

"Princess, what about the purse with the Gu in it?"

"Yes, now that his demon core has been eaten, we can't leave the evidence there. Just take it out and burn it."

"Yes."