bookcurios Chapter 134 - Spring Chill
Chapter 134 - Spring Chill
"Master, are you cold?" Han Mei squatted down beside Feng Muyan with some concern, and reached out to touch his forehead. It was icy cold to the touch, and she hurriedly said, "Master, just sit here and don't run around. Han Mei will go get you shoes and a cloak. You still have to be careful of the spring cold."
Watching Han Mei's back running farther and farther, Mu Ziyan couldn't help but smirk. His trembling must be due to anger. However, the early spring in Nanyue is still a bit chilly, not as warm as Dongchu where it is spring all year round. He is actually running around barefoot. The older he gets, the more worrying he becomes.
Seeing Mu Ziyan's movement, Feng Muyan immediately mobilized all his senses, ready to enter combat mode at any time, but what puzzled him was that the evil woman just walked up to him and stood there without saying anything.
Mu Ziyan smiled, then lowered his hands and began to untie the belt of his outer robe. His movements were very elegant and attractive.
Feng Muyan shook his head violently. What he was thinking just now was wrong! Why was this evil woman undressing in front of him? Why were all the women in Dongchu so fierce?
As Mu Ziyan came closer step by step holding the outer robe, Feng Muyan's fingers drawing circles on the ground became stronger and stronger, ready to attack at any time, but he didn't expect that Mu Ziyan simply draped the outer robe on his back and did not cross the line again.
Not far away, Gu Qinghong sat expressionlessly on a rattan chair, quietly watching the interaction between the two people at the door, his heart filled with mixed feelings, his eyes burning uncontrollably, Feng Muyan, even if you are already stupid, can't your world allow me to set foot in?
Gu Qinghong took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Mu Ziyan, clenching his fists tightly. Why did he allow Mu Ziyan to approach him but was reluctant to even give her a glance?
In a moment, Hanmei ran back with a cloak and shoes, squatted beside Feng Muyan and wanted to put on his shoes, but was stopped by a slender white hand.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Han Mei raised her head and asked in confusion.
"Miss Hanmei, please help the princess prepare the room. I will teach him how to dress himself and put on shoes. He has to grow up slowly, right?" Mu Ziyan smiled elegantly, and Hanmei was actually a little dazed.
"Miss Hanmei?" a teasing voice sounded.
Han Mei's cheeks flushed as she recovered from her shock. She quickly took Mu Ziyan's hand away and said softly, "Han Mei accepts your kindness, but Han Mei has taken care of the master for so many years and knows him very well. You can't teach him."
"That depends on my ability, sir!" Mu Ziyan said with a chuckle, touching his chin.
Feng Muyan raised his head slightly and stole a glance at Mu Ziyan, his eyes full of fear and grievance, then he immediately grabbed the hem of Hanmei's skirt, tightly grasping it in his hand and refusing to let go, muttering, "Amu is afraid! Sister Hanmei won't leave!"
Mu Ziyan stroked his chin thoughtfully, then narrowed his eyes dangerously, slowly leaned over and whispered in Feng Muyan's ear: "Oh, you still remember your name is Amu after being poisoned by Forget Worry Powder? The Ninth Prince is really not simple! Are you bullying me because I am not well-educated? I only remember that Forget Worry Powder can cause amnesia, but I don't remember that it can help people become naive. Am I right?"
Feng Muyan jumped up as if his butt was on fire, hid behind Hanmei, and muttered awkwardly, "Amu, I don't understand!" Then he shook his head firmly.
Mu Ziyan's mouth froze. She was about to go forward and say something when she saw a figure staggering towards her in the house. The speed was very slow, but Mu Ziyan smiled with tears in her eyes.
Seeing that the person's eyes were no longer glued to him, Feng Muyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason he felt a little unhappy in his heart. Why wasn't she looking at him again? She must be a woman who gets bored with the old and loves the new.
"Feng Bai..." Hanmei covered her mouth excitedly.
Feng Muyan followed Hanmei's gaze and was stunned. It was more like Bai Huo was crawling than walking. Its two hind legs were dragging weakly on the ground, and its two front legs were half-kneeling and rubbing forward. The whole wolf looked not in good condition, but its bright eyes showed unconcealed joy, and the target of its joy was Mu Ziyan at the door.
Feng Muyan felt very uncomfortable. He had raised Feng Bai for so many years, it was impossible for him to say that he had no feelings for it. Seeing it in its current state was very painful.
"Feng Bai, you can do it. We are just a few steps away." Mu Ziyan slowly sat down on the ground, smiled faintly and waved at Feng Bai. His voice was very low, but Feng Muyan still heard it. His handsome black eyebrows slowly frowned, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. How did Mu Ziyan know Feng Bai's name?
When Feng Bai crawled in front of Mu Ziyan, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He slowly fell beside her, scratched her trouser leg with his left front paw weakly, and hummed softly in his throat, "Ah... Woo..."
Mu Ziyan carefully took Feng Bai into his arms, reached out and gently stroked its head, then raised his head and said to Han Mei: "Miss Han Mei, do you need someone to take care of it? I should be able to do it, and I don't ask for a high salary, just provide food and shelter."