After being reborn as a double, she is soft and charming

Chapter 50 Gifts
Even so, Xi Yan still saw the flashing clarity of the end of his eyes.

"From now on, you can sleep here."

Mu Yuncheng walked towards the outside of the screen, leaving the little girl behind alone.

Xiyan knew that there was a couch on the other side of the screen. In the past, when Mu Yuncheng was tired, he would lie on his side and read military books. Now, he slept on it. Judging by his posture, he wanted to keep the only couch for himself.

Tiredness struck, the girl stepped on the snow-white carpet and slowly turned back to the couch.

Surrounded by the breath of cedar, accompanied by the remaining warmth on Mu Yuncheng's body, Xi Yan wrapped herself tightly in the brocade quilt and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already noon.

Xiyan had just finished her meal when she saw Mu Yuncheng returning from outside the residence.

He handed the fox fur in his hand to Xiyan, and smiled slightly, "Ayan, your sister Shaoyao was taken away by bandits, and I have ordered people to find the den. At midnight, come with me to rescue her down the mountain, how about ?”

Xiyan was stunned, was he... venting his anger for himself?
The heavy snow had subsided last night, and the sunlight slanted across the table along the wooden lattice window. Mu Yuncheng rolled up his sleeves and served a bowl of ginseng soup to the tired-looking girl in front of him.

"I have ordered people to strengthen the guards of the hot spring hall. I will take a bath with you later, so there is no need to panic."

Xiyan took the lotus leaf bowl, nodded shyly, and buried her face in the hot air.

Xu Shi regarded the girl in front of him as a friend of his wife in the previous life, and Mu Yuncheng's usual warm smile was a little more doting.

Just after the first day, Nanliang's officials were busy visiting everywhere. The Shizi's mansion was full of people, and Xi Yan was sitting beside Mu Yuncheng, her mouth sore from laughing.

After a lot of difficulty, the door of the mansion was locked, and Mu Yuncheng saw off the last batch of guests.

Xiyan's shoulders drooped, and she was resting on the desk on one side. That soft and soft appearance was just bumped into by Mu Yuncheng who turned back.

Feeling that the light was blocked, Xiyan subconsciously straightened her back, and when she saw that it was Mu Yuncheng, she said coquettishly in false alarm, "Your Majesty doesn't speak, I think someone else is here..."

"Tired?" Mu Yuncheng chuckled.

"Um……"

The little girl naturally hummed a long single sound from her snort, and her brows were also frowned into a cute figure eight.

"What should I do?" Mu Yuncheng sighed falsely, "I was thinking about giving you a gift..."

"Well, actually, I'm not that tired..."

Xiyan swept away the exhaustion just now, and hurriedly grabbed the moon white wide sleeves in front of her eyes, "What is your son going to give me?"

Such tone words are unique to the Southland, coupled with the girl's innate soft voice, for a moment, Mu Yuncheng's thoughts were pulled extremely far:
"Hey, brother Cheng, when the spring sleepiness comes, I feel tired..."

"I don't see you getting angry, Brother Cheng, when you are unhappy, you can't hold it in your heart..."

"Move it away, it's pressing on my hair..."

This kind of coquettishness, as long as Xiyan is relaxed physically and mentally, it will be revealed unconsciously.

It's not like the deliberate provocative disguise when facing Bai Qi;
It's not like the moment of life and death, the solemnity of concentrating on it.

Apart from Mu Yuncheng, there is no one else who can give her this ease.

Seeing Mu Yuncheng staring at her without saying a word, Xiyan suddenly realized that she was no longer the old Qingdai...

She Nuonuo withdrew her fingertips and sat upright.

Mu Yuncheng raised his head, eyes full of trance and confusion.

"Sir..."

After a while, those eyes returned to their usual indifference.

He smiled apologetically, and then said, "Follow me."

Xi Yan didn't know why, so she followed behind Mu Yuncheng. After walking for a long time, she finally saw a fine horse on the official road outside Guangling City.

The hidden guards behind them have been protecting them all the time, never taking a step away.

Mu Yuncheng got on his horse, leaned over and stretched out his arms towards the girl.

Xiyan delivered the catkin, her fingers clasped together, Mu Yuncheng exerted a little force, and Xiyan felt that her feet were empty.

The snow-covered mountain road, under the illumination of the bright moon, glowed with silvery white light.

Mu Yuncheng stared at the road ahead without squinting. The girl in his arms was as soft as water, light and fragile.

After walking for some time, I finally saw the tent on the top of the mountain.

Mu Yuncheng got off his horse and took a step forward. The strong wind blew up the cloak on his body, and the moon-white hem fluttered left and right, making his figure crumbling by the sand peak.

"Sir..."

Xiyan yelled out, Mu Yuncheng turned his head and waved to her lightly, "Come here."

Xiyan didn't know why, so she took a step forward.

After standing shoulder to shoulder with him, she finally saw the houses halfway up the mountain.

Although it was a dark night, the soaring flames shrouded the house in blood red.

The people inside fled in all directions, and only when they poked their heads out, they were killed by the hidden guards ambushing all around!

"Is that... is Bai Qi's dark village den?"

Xiyan watched intently, and saw that the hidden guard, who had raised his sword and dropped it, unexpectedly restrained his strength when faced with the leader's counterattack.

Seemingly realizing that the hidden guard was not in a hurry to take his life, the leader struggled to escape, so he stepped in and out, raised his hand and threw the disheveled woman towards the dark guard!

Xiyan's eyes widened suddenly, isn't that woman the same as Shaoyao?
Mu Yuncheng smiled lightly, "Thanks to Ayan, otherwise, I would not have known that Bai Qi's minions were hidden so secretly."

"The gift you gave me turned out to be this..."

Xiyan hooked her lips happily.

Shao Yao was ordered by Bai Qi, so Xi Yan could not move, but if Mu Yuncheng made a move, then it would have nothing to do with her.

Mu Yuncheng stared at the movement halfway up the mountain, until the fire burned out the last light, and everything was reduced to ashes.

The sky slowly turned white, and Xiyan was wrapped in the fox fur Mu Yuncheng gave her, until the dark guard not far away stabbed her last sword.

The sword was in the scabbard, and the dark guard whistled in this direction.

Mu Yuncheng nodded slightly.

Not long after, the leader who tried to insult Xiyan last night was brought up to the top of the boulder on the edge of the cliff.

Mu Yuncheng withdrew his gaze, and smiled gently at the girl beside him:
"Ayan regards innocence as life. This person tried to ruin your reputation last night. He deserves it."

Only then did Xiyan come to her senses, "My lord, how do you plan to punish him?"

"I ordered someone to cut off his fingers that touched you one by one, and then cut his filthy soul, Ayan, are you satisfied with this?"

With the clearest voice, he sent the most terrifying words into her ears.

The nightmare of the past suddenly popped into his mind, Chunlan's face covered with blood made Xiyan's originally clear pupils slowly fade away.

Bai Qi's warning, mixed with the strong wind that poured into his nostrils, made Xi Yan unable to tell where he was at the moment:
"Don't blink, give me a good look!"

"Dare to blink, I'll skin you!"

She stumbled back a step until she bumped into the cedar-scented chest behind her.

At the same time, the dark guard raised his sword and fell!
Xiyan suddenly widened her eyes!

But before seeing the palpitating gore, she only felt a warmth on the top of her head.

Mu Yuncheng's five fingers had already penetrated into her blue hair, and with a little force on his joints, Xi Yan couldn't help but look away, looking towards the east of the sunrise.

Warm light broke through the air, casting a faint shadow on her eyelashes.

Xiyan saw the morning sun on the horizon, and as the sun rose above the ground, thousands of golden lights poured in, dyeing the monotonous sky with a faint mist like rouge.

"Ayan, watch the sunrise with me."

(End of this chapter)