The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Chapter 346 - A pair of silver bracelets

Feng Muyan touched the edge of the straw mat with trembling hands, took a deep breath and suddenly opened it. His heart felt like it was being torn apart. He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to breathe. Why was it like this? Why did God treat his Li'er like this? He said he would protect her, why couldn't he do it every time!

The charred female corpse could no longer be recognized in its original appearance, but in her hands she was tightly holding a pair of small silver bracelets.

Feng Muyan took the silver bracelet from her hand and slowly brought it to his lips and kissed it. The scene of the little man holding the silver bracelet and asking him for a painting kept appearing in his mind.

"Why did she become like this!" Feng Muyan picked up the corpse and turned to ask with bloodshot eyes.

"My lord, the princess was shot by a flaming arrow. Her whole body was on fire in the chaos. When my subordinates arrived, she was already in this state." The two men in black immediately knelt on one knee in front of Feng Muyan and said in unison.

Feng Muyan, who was on the verge of madness, didn't care about the strangeness of the two people. He hugged the corpse, jumped on the horse, and ran out like crazy.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and follow him. If something happens to the young master, how can we be worthy of him?"

"Yes!"

Shui Mochen waited in Feng Muyan's room for a long time. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that he saw him staggering in with a porcelain jar in his arms. He was drunk and almost tripped over the threshold.

"Yan'er, look at what you look like now!" Shui Mochen hurried forward to help him.

Feng Muyan thought that the person was going to snatch the porcelain jar from his hand, so he could not help but protect Shui Mochen like a calf, holding the jar with one hand and swinging out with the other hand to push him to the ground.

Shui Mochen sat on the ground with tears in her eyes. Seeing Feng Muyan holding the porcelain jar and calling Li'er constantly, she instantly understood what was inside. She felt a sudden pain in her heart for no reason. Did she do something wrong?

"Yan'er, put it down and have a good sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."

Shui Mochen struggled to get up and tentatively approached Feng Muyan. Seeing that he did not resist much, she slowly reached out her hand towards the porcelain jar. However, she never thought that she was only half an inch away from touching it, and was fiercely pushed away by Feng Muyan.

"Get out of here! I want to talk to Li'er, and have a lot to say!" After he finished speaking, he fell headfirst onto the bed.

"Yan'er?"

Shui Mochen stepped forward and pushed him. Seeing that he had fainted, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She then felt relieved and tried to take the porcelain jar from his hand. However, she didn't expect that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take it out. Even though Feng Muyan was drunk and unconscious, he still seemed to be holding the most important treasure in his life.

Shui Mochen was so angry that she had to give up. She, the mother who gave birth to him and raised him, was not as important as that girl in his heart. She was such a failure as a mother. But luckily she acted early, otherwise, Yan'er would not be in the mood to help her seize the empire after she had a child.

Three months later, Song Yunli in Linxian Pavilion was lying leisurely on the bed touching her obviously bulging belly. The child was very naughty in her belly yesterday. She wondered if he would say hello to her today. She was really looking forward to it. In the days without Amu, she would feel better with his company.

"Sister, the baby was well behaved today. Xing'er made him some delicious almond porridge."

During these three months, Xing'er has grown taller, her face has become rounder, and with a pair of big watery eyes, she looks much more lively than before. Song Yunli felt warm at heart. She must have seen her own reflection in this girl as she fell in love with her at first sight.

"Xing'er, you no longer have me as your sister in your heart. All you mention every day is the baby." Song Yunli said in a jealous tone.