General is a Villain

When Mu Yi'an came back in the evening, the room had been smashed beyond recognition by Yi Xiaoqiao. All tables, chairs and benches were smashed. Even the bed was smashed into a pile of slag, and the windows were damaged in a mess. The whole room seemed to have been robbed.

She was sitting in the middle of a pile of garbage, fiddling with the secret lock on her feet.

Mu Yi'an hooked the lip corner and thought that Yi Xiaoqiao, who was not well dressed, was particularly eye-catching and pitiful. In particular, she studied the Tianji lock seriously. It was very beautiful. After all, no matter how she studied it, the Tianji lock could not be opened.

Suddenly, a little satisfaction came from her heart. Yi Xiaoqiao should be so obedient and stay by his side. Even if she was full of holes, even if she was in pain, she had to be so obedient.

He lives, she lives, he dies, she dies.

They are husband and wife. They should live and die together.

The fierceness between the eyebrows receded and turned into a little tenderness. Mu Yi'an suddenly smiled gently.

"Lord." Tian Xiang walked over carefully and whispered, "the maidservant has prepared new furniture. Now do you want to change it?

"Change it." Mu Yi'an walked to Yi Xiaoqiao and stood in front of her: "madam, how's the research?"

Yi Xiaoqiao had already found Mu Yian, but she didn't dare to look up at him. She was a little exhausted by the sadness and anger in the afternoon and the lack of progress in the afternoon.

"Get up. It's not proper to be seen in such untidy clothes." Mu Yian grabbed her wrist and forced her to stand up.

Tian Xiang came over with a cloak.

Mu Yi'an wrapped her up and tied her up. His eyes always fell on her face, with a smile on his lips: "madam, don't keep a straight face. I'll love you like this."

Yi Xiaoqiao opened his face and said nothing.

Mu Yi'an lowered himself, unlocked the secret lock on her ankle and opened the heavy iron ring on her ankle.

Because of the struggle for too long and too hard, her ankles had been worn by the iron ring, revealing a trace of red meat, and the blood dyed the inner wall of the iron ring red.

Mu Yi'an frowned, flashed a little unhappy, and whispered, "madam, I really don't know how to cherish myself."

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at Mu Yi'an with drooping eyes. His open five fingers wanted to strangle him, but after opening and closing his fingers several times, he still clenched his fist and reluctantly put it down.

Mu Yi'an noticed her entanglement. He couldn't tell whether it was sweet or sour. He just felt a slight pain. He was so sad that he picked her up and left Hehuan house.

Yi Xiaoqiao didn't resist. He just nestled in his arms and looked up at him.

It hasn't been seen for a month. Mu Yi'an seems to have changed a lot. Although he was powerful, he was gentle and didn't have such sharp edges and corners. At this time, he is more like a sharp sword about to come out of its scabbard. He is ready to cut people under the sword at any time. It is very dangerous.

From head to toe, it gives people a dangerous feeling that they can't look directly at him. It seems that it's sin and they will die at a glance.

Mu Yian put her on the bed.

The servant girl followed up with a tray, which was hot water and medicine prepared in advance.

Muyi'an silently grabbed her ankle, washed the blood off her ankle and began to apply medicine to her.

I don't know what the powder is made of. It hurts a little when it's sprinkled on the wound. Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't help taking a breath of air conditioning.

Mu Yi'an involuntarily lightened his strength and carefully blew on the wound to relieve the pain.

Yi Xiaoqiao's ankle was painful and itchy. His eyes touched his gentle appearance, and he was more and more sad.

How did they get to this point? It used to be very good. How did it become like this when they walked?

Tears couldn't help falling down. She quickly wiped it. She didn't want him to see her fragile appearance.

But mu Yi'an still caught her tears and asked in a low voice, "does it hurt?"

Yi Xiaoqiao looked away and didn't answer.

Mu Yi'an didn't insist, but smiled: "you don't have a long memory. You know that the iron chain will scratch yourself. You're so careless. Sometimes I really doubt that you deliberately make me love you, so you hurt yourself."

His voice was low and gentle, like a gentle whisper between lovers.

Just looking back, Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't be sweet. Her voice was a little cautious: "Mu Yian?"

Mu Yi'an looked back at her and looked at her with his eyes opposite, as if he had penetrated the long time and years, adding some unspeakable tangled emotions to each other.

Yi Xiaoqiao opened her mouth. In a trance, she heard her voice: "let me go."

His eyes were gentle like the lake water in the sun. It was clear, transparent and refreshing, but the dark tide was surging. He gently wiped away the tears on her face. He suddenly smiled gently: "it's impossible. I won't let you go in my life."

Yi Xiaoqiao was distressed and dropped his head decadent.

"This life, this life, this life, I give birth to you, I die, you die, I will never let you go."

His words resounded, but they sounded like thunder in Yi Xiaoqiao's ears. She closed her eyes heavily: "I shouldn't have come back."

"You really shouldn't come back. Since you're gone, you'll never appear again. Since you're back, you'll never want to go."

"Why? Why did you do that?"

"You should ask yourself!" Mu Yi'an said coldly, "what did you do at the palace banquet that day, won't you forget?"

Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly looked up and stared at him for a moment: "do you know?"

"I know."

"Since you know, you should know that I haven't done anything sorry for you!" Yi Xiaoqiao finally couldn't help it, and his mood collapsed a little: "I made a deal with the emperor, but I haven't done anything wrong with you. I promised him to look at you, but I didn't say anything!"

"If you don't say it before, it doesn't mean you don't say it in the future."

"You don't believe me so much, why don't you let me go and tie me to you? You're not afraid of what I'll tell him again!"

"If you really have that ability, I'll admit defeat."

Yi Xiaoqiao was distressed and couldn't help blurring in front of him: "you don't believe me. In fact, you've never believed me, have you?"

She looked up at Mu Yi'an, and tears rolled down: "let's not talk about the secret order for the time being. The peach is not dead at all. I'm afraid you knew it long ago? And the poison on you. The antidote was given to you by the peach, right? You had detoxified it long ago, but you kept it from me and made me scared."

"And... Yuechan's sword, did you know it was poisoned long ago?"

Mu Yi'an looked back at her and frowned: "Yi Xiaoqiao, I'm not as insidious as you think."

"Even if you don't know about this, you took me back to Yucheng on purpose? Your power has been taken away by the emperor. You deliberately used me and Cui Qi to act and take me back to Yucheng. In fact, you're waiting for an opportunity, aren't you?"

"Yi Xiaoqiao, your imagination is very rich."

"Not as good as your plan." Yi Xiaoqiao sniffed: "your plan is so good. Why should you leave me? I stay with you. It won't help you at all!"

"Why not." Mu Yi'an slowly came over: "you can comfort that person, and you can... Win over a person."