I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 37 Trip to Lanying (2)

Mu Wanwan struggled in Feng Yuan's arms.

It was indeed the first time in so many years for Mu Wanwan to be hugged by a princess.

but.

"Feng Yuan, please let me down, there are too many people."

Not only did Feng Yuan not let go, her voice even became lighter.

"Don't let go."

Mu Wanwan was about to struggle again, but Feng Yuan suddenly lowered his head to look at her.

"My ribs are still hurt."

Mu Wanwan paused in her movements.

After Mu Wanwan made no move, Feng Yuan became more satisfied.

When they arrived at the destination and were put down by Feng Yuan, Mu Wanwan was still stunned on the spot.

Feng Yuan was very smart. He sat at the low table and ordered a pot of tea and some snacks, then looked at Mu Wanwan with his head propped up.

The sun shone on her body, and he could see the down on Mu Wanwan's face, but Mu Wanwan's whole body was cold.

Only the tips of the red ears seemed to have a hint of warmth.

That's also because of him.

Feng Yuan smiled when he thought of this, picked up the snacks on the table and took a bite.

The taste is not very good, not sweet enough, a bit too bland.

"Mu Wanwan, you blocked me from watching the show."

After hearing this, Mu Wanwan reacted.

He quickly sat down next to Feng Yuan.

This is the most famous waterside pavilion in Lanying, not only because of the beautiful scenery, but also because of the female martial arts student on the stage here.

As for the most exciting play on this stage, except for the general's order, he didn't think so.

And the general in this general's order is played by this female martial arts student.

"Today we are really lucky to meet Mr. Qingyun to sing this general's order."

"No, I heard that the general ordered that there is only one performance per day, and the time is not fixed. We are really here today."

Mu Wanwan listened to what people passing by their pavilion said.

Turning to look at Feng Yuan, he was holding up a teacup and blowing away the foam with his eyebrows lowered.

"Is it really such a coincidence?"

Feng Yuan didn't reply to her, and she didn't ask for trouble.

He just stretched out his hand towards the snacks, but before his hand could touch it, Feng Yuan tapped him back with a fan.

"Fengyuan!"

Fengyuan put down the tea cup and took out the dried fruits he bought at the inn.

"Here~eat this."

Mu Wanwan reached out to take it, took a piece and ate it in her mouth.

"Where did this come from? The dried fruits I used to eat were more or less sour, but this one has just the right sour and sweet taste."

Feng Yuan's eyes fell on the figure at the end of the corridor, and he spoke calmly and gently: "I bought it in the inn. Don't you have to chew it when you watch the show?"

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan with doubts in her eyes.

"how do you know?"

Feng Yuan looked at her: "I came here in my previous life."

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "Have we seen a play together before?"

Feng Yuan paused: "That's right."

"Is this why you went to the front hall of the inn? Did you buy it specifically for me?"

Feng looked at her from afar.

"This is a thank you gift for rescuing me. After all, without you, who knows how long I would have been troubled."

It would be a lie to say that Mu Wanwan was not disappointed. After all, no one has ever kept her preferences in mind in all these years.

Such is the case with her closest relatives.

What's more, what about Fengyuan?

Mu Wanwan followed Feng Yuan's gaze.

Is that Mr. Qingyun?

"You just came to her directly? Didn't you make some preparations?"

Feng Yuan spoke slowly: "We are already here nearly half a month late. Don't you want to get on the right track of the story quickly? Let me help you. Anyway, we just happened to come here to listen to this drama."

After speaking, Feng Yuan picked up the tea cup and lowered his head to drink tea.

Mu Wanwan turned to look at Feng Yuan, only seeing the side of his face and not clearly seeing the expression on his face.

"you"

"Huh? Sister Wanwan, Brother Yuan, why are you here?"

Su Hu's voice came and Mu Wanwan raised her head.

"Why are you here?"

Su Hu smiled: "It's not just me. Look, Mr. Xiao, Mr. Fu and Miss Song are all here."

Only then did Mu Wanwan see the people behind Su Hu.

Instead of saying hello one by one, he said again: "Aren't you guys out here looking for clues?"

"All the known clues point here, and we followed them."

Before Su Hu could speak, he heard a cold female voice.

Mu Wanwan looked at Song Lanjun who was speaking.

"You don't have to look at me like that. Before you came to Lanying, our Beast Control Sect was not idle either."

Mu Wanwan didn't know why Song Lanjun was so hostile to her.

After all, I just looked at the speaker normally.

Instead, a man dressed like a Dunhuang mural came out behind her.

This person's appearance is more ordinary than that of Feng Yuan, Fu Huaiying and others, but he is still very outstanding among ordinary people.

Mu Wanwan just thought her clothes were more attractive and couldn't help but take a closer look.

"I am Que Yuqin, a disciple of Qingyin Pavilion."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "It turns out he is a disciple of Qingyin Pavilion."

Song Lanjun glanced at Que Yuqin, who took a step back.

"I haven't asked why Miss Mu and Mr. Feng are here."

Song Zhujun's words were full of thorns, and even Su Hu noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

"Miss Lan Jun, Miss Mu, they must have come here because they were bored at the inn."

Song Lanjun ignored Su Hu and rolled his eyes at Su Hu.

"I'm not asking you."

Mu Wanwan gave Su Hu a comforting smile.

"I"

"I think the inn is too boring, so I insist on dragging Mu Wanwan out to watch a show with me. Is this an acceptable reason?"

Feng Yuan interrupted Mu Wanwan.

Song Lanjun looked at Feng Yuan and then at Mu Wanwan. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay. Why not? But you need to book a seat in this place in advance. Mr. Feng doesn't know that."

Feng Yuan looked at Song Lanjun, their eyes met for a moment, and Feng Yuan suddenly smiled.

"As the saying goes, 'A fair lady, a gentleman likes to be courteous.' My heart is full of joy for Mu Wanwan, so what's the point of spending more time on her?"

Song Lanjun's eyes turned cold for a moment.

"Then I congratulate you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"This Miss Lan Jun is too scary. She and Miss Zhu Jun are obviously from the same mother, but how can they have different temperaments?"

Su Hu waited until Song Lanjun walked away before speaking.

"Why didn't you tell me face to face?"

Su Hu's face collapsed at that moment.

"Sister Wanwan~ I'm timid."

Mu Wanwan rolled her eyes at him: "Stop talking about others behind their backs like this in the future."

Su Hu sat down at the low table: "Okay."

He reached for the snack, and his face wrinkled as soon as he took a bite: "This snack is not delicious."

Mu Wanwan handed him the dried fruit in her hand: "Try this."

Su Hu picked up a piece and put it into his mouth: "Yeah! It's really good. Where did this dried fruit come from?"

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan.

"Brother Yuan, I didn't expect that you would be so fond of food and drink while cultivating immortality."

Feng Yuan just glanced at him, but Su Hu stopped talking and ran outside with dried fruits to join in the fun.

Mu Wanwan then spoke: "I'm afraid Song Lanjun's heart will be broken by your explanation just now."

Feng Yuan looked at her doubtfully.

"Song Lanjun has a crush on you."

Feng Yuan spoke calmly: "I don't see any sympathy on your face."

Mu Wanwan looked at Fengyuan: "Why should I sympathize with her?"

(End of chapter)