Proudly follow your heart

The woman on the carriage was of course Mu Zhaoxia. I don't know if it was because she came to Linnan for the first time, she seemed a little uneasy. Seeing Nan Gongnian coming in a hurry, she timidly took half a step back.

Nan Gongnian was eager to see the child, but she hugged the baby tightly and did not hand him over.

"Let's go in and talk about it." It was Feng Jixiu who escorted behind her. This time, he had learned his lesson, and he didn't dare to speak casually again. Only after the injury on his body healed, he became more cautious.

"Yes, yes, it's windy outside, let's go inside." Nan Gongnian led the way inside, not forgetting to look at the baby boy in Mu Zhaoxia's arms.

"Wait a minute! Just wait outside!" Wen Rufeng stopped Feng Jixiu and blocked his way.

"I only brought a few people here. Is it possible that even such a small number of people should be scrupulous?" Feng Jixiu did not cooperate. , how can you be sure that he was not tortured by you here?"

When he said this, he looked at Yinjiu. Apparently, many people knew the name of Yinjiu, the night owl in Eagle Roaring League, and the rumors were all about what he was best at.

Yin Jiu didn't take it seriously, and smiled sinisterly, "Even if I have been tortured, I may not be able to see it."

Feng Jixiu was unmoved, "As long as he does not die, he must be released back to Xia Kingdom. Mu Zhaoxia has already arrived. This is the agreed condition."

Since Nangong Cangao left Xia Kingdom, Mu Zhaoran has become the most expected general. If something happened to him, it would not be Feng Jixiu's turn. Therefore, Feng Jixiu is also very contradictory. If Mu Zhaoran is fine, he will be useless. And if something happened to Mu Zhaoran, he would not be able to save others, and he would not be able to escape punishment.

He only brought a dozen or so entourages with him, and he stood in front of the door and insisted on going in. Wen Rufeng sized them up carefully, but he couldn't do anything with such a group of people, so he let them go.

Nangong Cang Ao and Jun Zhanran were not on the list to welcome them, they were already waiting in the inner hall.

When Mu Zhaoxia appeared in sight, Jun Zhanran closed his eyes slightly, and looked away thoughtfully. He didn't look at Nangong Cangao's reaction, because Nangong Cangao didn't react at all.

He glanced at Mu Zhaoxia as if looking at a stranger, and Jun Zhanran even suspected that he might not remember Mu Zhaoxia's appearance.

"I'm here, can you... let my elder brother go?" The tulle on his face was lifted by a white hand, revealing a face of joy and anger.

This is Mu Zhaoxia, the tulle couldn't hide her beauty, now that she shows her face, she is even more charming and charming, her face is like white jade, and her eyes are like full autumn water, when they look at you, you can't refuse their beauty plead.

"She is indeed a beauty." Nangong Cang Ao looked sideways at Jun Zhanran again, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity that beauty is beauty, and there is no other attractive thing besides beauty."

"You don't think so when you're drunk." Jun Zhanran replied with a smile that was not a smile, but Nangong Cangao said helplessly, "I had a vague impression of her. I know she is Mu Zhaoxia."

"Now you know, but it's too late." Jun Zhanran had already drank a cup of tea and put it down.

Mu Zhaoxia was standing in front of them, but the two of them were whispering. They didn't know what they were talking about. Afterwards, Nangong Nianqing coughed, and Nangong Cangao casually raised his eyes, "Is this my child?"

The long and narrow eyes seemed to be smiling, but there was a sharp light hidden inside. Mu Zhaoxia was born in a family of officials, so she naturally knew what it means to observe words and expressions, let alone ignore the dangers involved.

"...Yes." With her head lowered and the child in her arms, she answered in a low voice, her delicate and soft voice was charming and tender, and the baby in her arms was wrapped in a thick cloak, revealing a fair and beautiful little face.

"This is our child?" Nangong Cangao stood up and walked towards her. The closer he got, the more oppressive he felt.

Mu Zhaoxia raised her head, her beautiful eyes were rippling, she bit her lower lip as if wronged, "I knew it, you must not remember."

Sighing low, holding back tears, she didn't cry, there was a trace of sorrow in her words, just such a trace of sorrow, one couldn't help feeling sorry for her, she was standing there holding the child in front of everyone, her figure was slim in a light green dress, Like a bluegrass, I still feel pity.

Nangong Nian felt a little pity, no matter how slim and charming she was, Nangong Cang Ao might not take a second look at her.

Nangong Cang Ao really didn't look too much, no matter how attractive the beauty was, in his eyes, she was just a puppet without a soul, far inferior to the person in his eyes.

Eyes that concealed her emotions stared at Mu Zhaoxia. There was nothing romantic and free and easy in these eagle eyes, and some were just unfathomably deep. Mu Zhaoxia held the child's hand and grasped the cloak outside.

"I didn't want to use my child to blackmail you. I just wanted to support him. This is your blood. I know you have no intentions for me. I just want to keep this child, and a little bit of your blood is enough..." Busy While explaining, she narrated in a low voice, looked at everyone in the hall, and smiled wryly, "But who would have thought that my brother would end up in this situation."

"I'm here, you... can you let him go?" In the end, she only begged to let Mu Zhaoran go.

"What's his name?" Before someone could answer her, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded, and the already quiet room could be heard instantly.

The person who spoke was naturally Jun Zhanran. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone else looked at him. All the people present were confidantes. They knew this relationship clearly, and they all waited with bated breath for the development of the situation.

Mu Zhaoxia seemed to have just seen another man next to Nangong Cang Ao, and replied slowly, "Niannian is my baby name, but I haven't taken my real name yet."

Thinking, isn't it just missing.Who is she thinking about, and who is she thinking about?

Jun Zhanran narrowed his eyes slightly and stared down. His hands were placed on his knees, which were faintly covered with a layer of pale golden light under the sunlight.

The golden light flashed, as if there was a trace of murderous intent, so fast that it was hard to detect, he just heard a chuckle, and he stood up from the chair, "Talk slowly, I have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

He was about to leave, but was grabbed by a hand, "How can you leave? My business is your business, how can you just leave?"

Nangong Cangao refused to let him leave, Jun Zhanran sneered, "Do you want me to be here to see you recognize each other?"

The sneer is secretive and frightening, but Nangong Cangao still refuses to let go, "Don't leave, no matter what the result is, you will be here, you forgot that we have agreed, I will not allow you to leave at this time. "

"What are you staying for?" Jun Zhanran was unmoved, "You can't ask me to smile and clap your hands for you, right?"

"Don't you think it's strange that such a weak and docile woman is so bold that she sneaked into my bedroom at night and pretended to be a singer?" Nangong Cang Ao took his hand and whispered in his ear.

Jun Zhanran's eyes flashed, and he stopped immediately.

The two stood up and stopped, sticking very close to each other, one wanted to leave, the other asked to stay, unaware that such movements were too obvious, and even more intimate.

Mu Zhaoxia stared at them blankly, as if she hadn't connected the rumors she heard with the scene in front of her.