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[My lord, you forcibly resurrected a person whose life has expired this time. This hurts you—] System 666 faithfully relayed the news from the headquarters, which is what Xiu Mu meant.

Mu Yang only silently raised his eyes to look at Nan Feng who was studying not far away, and said in a flat tone, "So what?"

[My lord, this is for you—]

Mu Yang interrupted System 666 again: "Needless to say, this impact on me is just a drop in the bucket." She paused, and couldn't help telling System 666: "Don't tell Nan Feng about this matter. "

System 666 can't bear it, I want to say, sir, why are you doing this? But seeing Mu Yang's focused eyes, it still swallowed back what it had already said, and only said one sentence: [Yes. 】

"Yang Yang!" Nan Feng put down the book and saw Mu Yang who was standing not far away looking at him silently. His eyes lit up, he waved at her, put down the book, and ran over.

When she was almost rushing to Mu Yang's side, she threw herself into Mu Yang's arms.

Mu Yang held her helplessly, and patted her little **** with one hand: "Observe, I won't be like this next time, what should I do if I fall down?"

Nan Feng rubbed in her arms, pursed her lips, and said unhappily: "Yang Yang! I have been studying all morning! You don't even come to see me!"

Mu Yang laughed. She originally wanted to say that I have been watching you here, but after thinking about it for a moment, she gently put Nan Feng down and said: "Your Majesty is still young, so study is the most important thing. Those annoying In the affairs of the court, let the ministers share the worries for your majesty!"

Nan Feng leaned on her shoulder with joy, and said happily: "Yang Yang is the best!"

Mu Yang suddenly felt a little bit sour in her heart. She thought, how did Nan Feng treat herself when she had no memory and couldn't recognize her lover in those previous worlds?

Is she the same, happy on her face, but extremely sour in her heart?

Mu Yang hugged her, only feeling full of guilt.

Nan Feng thought, it seemed that someone had said to himself that it would be a foolish act to hand over the government to such a person, but Nan Feng didn't care. She was not from this world, and she didn't care how the historian would judge herself. She only knew that in this strange world, the only person she could rely on was Mu Yang.

"Yang Yang, they all said that I was a faint emperor, and that my throne was not stable." Nan Feng leaned against Mu Yang's arms, and said some heavy topics in a relaxed tone: "Yang Yang..."

Mu Yang's face sank, and he only said, "You don't have to pay attention to them, but just a bunch of clowns!"

Nan Feng made a low "Oh", and after a while, she whispered: "Yang Yang, if one day you really don't like me, I will give you all my power. My power belongs to you, you Own to me, okay?"

Mu Yang rubbed her hair and said softly, "There won't be such a day."

"You have to promise me that if there is a mutiny, you don't care about me and leave here by yourself." Nan Feng held Mu Yang's face with a serious expression, she said every word: "I am not from this world, I am dead. He died, but Yang Yang, you must live!"

Listening to the little lover saying goodbye, Mu Yang chuckled lightly. She patted Nan Feng on the shoulder and assured her: "Don't worry, there won't be such a day."

Nan Feng, you and I are not people in this world, none of us will die here. As long as I am here, you will be fine.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should have lunch." Mu Yang raised a hand and beckoned backwards. The palace man waiting in the distance received an order and greeted the people in the imperial dining room to serve food.

Mu Yang stood there, and suddenly felt that her sleeves were being pulled by someone. She looked down, and the little Nan Feng pulled the corner of her clothes, looked at her pitifully, and asked: "Yang Yang, you Can you accompany me to lunch?"

Mu Yang was taken aback, glanced at the thoughtful people around him, and simply agreed: "Okay."

With that said, she flirted with her clothes and sat down under Nan Feng.

Nan Feng took his seat with peace of mind.

The dishes in the Yushanfang were endless, and it was not until this time that Nan Feng felt the joy of traveling. She thinks that delicious food may be her only happiness after crossing over — of course, happiness and — meeting Yang Yang!

Nan Feng ate the dishes happily, greeted Mu Yang while eating, and diligently picked up the dishes for her: "Yang Yang! Yang Yang, try this! This is super delicious!"

"Yang Yang, try this squirrel fish! It's crispy and melts in your mouth!"

"Yang Yang! Look at this Xihucuyu! It's delicious!"

Mu Yang reluctantly accepted Nan Feng's feeding, she was in line with Nan Feng while eating. In the end, she simply put down her chopsticks and watched Nan Feng feasting on a bunch of vegetables intently.

Perceiving the look in Mu Yang's eyes, Nan Feng stopped his chopsticks, his cheeks were slightly red, and said embarrassingly: "Yang Yang, I... Am I eating too much?"

The smile in Mu Yang's eyes was even worse. She shook her head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's pretty."

The blush on Nan Feng's face became more, and she snorted, but she was very helpful to Mu Yang's words.

"Your Majesty, rest for a while." Mu Yang said softly, accompanied by Nan Feng.

Nan Feng lay on the bed, holding Mu Yang's hand uneasy, and exhorted: "Are you still there when I woke up?"

Mu Yang laughed: "The minister will always be there."

Nan Feng was relieved, she reluctantly let go of Mu Yang's hand before closing her eyes.

When Nan Feng's breathing gradually became even, Mu Yang left her bedroom. As soon as she came out, she brushed shoulders with a dagger. She squinted and flew up to catch the dagger.

There was also a letter nailed to the dagger, which was the same as his method yesterday. Mu Yang knew that these people should know their existence and their attitude.

She glanced at the letter, and then twisted it casually. The yellowish rice paper turned into pieces of shreds and disappeared in place.

Mu Yang flew up, went straight through the palace wall, and came to a secluded place.

Youxiang and the General Zhenbian had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw Mu Yang coming alone, their expressions changed drastically, watching the long body of Yuli Mu Yang without speaking for a long time.

"You-you..." The right phase widened his eyes, raised his right hand tremblingly, and pointed at Mu Yang's "you" and "you" for a long time, but did not say a complete sentence.

"You are not dead yet." The town general frowned and looked at her, and only asked: "Aren't you already dead on the frontier battlefield?"

Mu Yang smiled softly and said: "I am indeed dead." Then, her voice became more and more light, and her eyes sharpened: "Yes, but, you all covet the throne, I can't look down..."

Listening to Mu Yang's faint tone, Youxiang and General Zhenbian were in a cold sweat—this woman! This woman crawled out of the **** of Abi! She is not human at all! She is the devil!

The right phase's leg softened and he almost fell to his knees.

Mu Yang chuckled and said casually, "I don't care about it. I don't care what little tricks you have to do in private and how to fight the leftist parties. But—"

Her eyes sharpened: "You can't hurt Nan Feng, let alone covet something that originally belongs to her." Mu Yang's voice was proud: "If you covet something you shouldn't covet..."

Youxiang and General Zhenbian looked at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes—Mu Yang's words were not just talking! She is the youngest God of War in this dynasty, and she is the guardian of this world!

She came back from the dead, not to mention how evil this matter was, but one thing is worthy of affirmation-if Mu Yang did not die young, it is unclear that the emperor would not die.

"Since the two adults understand what I mean, then-don't give it away." Mu Yang put away the expression on his face, and slightly raised his hand to show off.

Youxiang and the town general hurriedly bowed to her, and then left quickly.

Looking at the embarrassing backs of the two, Mu Yang frowned slightly and shook his head.

At the same time, the Zuoxiang hiding in the dark saw this scene in front of him, and couldn't help but panic. If Mu Yang insisted on protecting Nan Feng, what would he do with his plan? What should I do if I have long coveted the throne?

Mu Yang's eyes swept to the place where he was hiding, she smiled slightly, and said, "Master Zuo Xiang, since everyone is here, let's talk about the past, right?"

Zuo Xiang trembled all over, and slowly walked out of the alley where he was hiding. The woman in front of her looked calm, but she looked like a devil. Zuo Xiang had no bottom in his heart, he didn't have the courage to face Mu Yang.

"Zhou Xiang is... afraid of me?" Mu Yang said with a smile, "This is not right. When Zuo was quite early coveting the throne and coveting Jiangshan, he was not so courageous!"

She chuckled again, and gradually approached the Zuoxiang, her voice gloomy: "Or, after seeing me, this dead person, the Zuoxiang has a guilty conscience?"

Zuo Xiang only felt that he was in two battles. He tried hard to support himself not to show signs of decline in front of Mu Yang. He insisted and said, "I will naturally be happy that General Mu can come back. After all, as long as General Mu is here, we Your country is guaranteed, isn’t it?"

Seeing Zuoxiang’s reluctant smile, Mu Yang shook his head slightly and corrected his statement: "No, Zuoxiang, I am guarding the mountains and rivers of the Nan family, and I am guarding Nan Feng, the emperor, but nothing else. people."

"I'm loyal, from beginning to end, there is only one Nanfeng."

Zuoxiang's eyes widened, and he could no longer restrain the fear in his heart. He trembled and asked, "You—what do you want to do?"

"Me?" Mu Yang pointed to himself and smiled: "I only hope that the left and the people behind you will give up the throne."

"My request shouldn't be too much, right?"

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Hehehe, has anyone found out, "Sura Field" has been updated~