Chapter 117

Duanmu yawang thought for a moment and said, "how about Zhongyong palace?"

The woman was stunned when she knew Duanmu yawang's identity. "Is this too disturbing? I'm afraid the identity of my child and I will cause you a lot of trouble..."

"No problem." Duanmu yawang didn't care at all. He shrugged and said to Bai Xi, "I won't go to the Lingyue Pavilion today. Are you going to go to the Lingyue pavilion or go to the Zhongyong king with me?"

Bai Xici was about to open his mouth when the voice of Mufeng came from one side: "Xiaoya Wang, you all came to the door of Lingyue Pavilion and didn't come in to see me. Isn't it too interesting?"

As soon as the voice fell, the tall and burning figure of Mufeng came out of the Lingyue Pavilion.

And with him came mu Qingchen, who had been dressed in white all his life.

They were red and white, with amazing looks. As soon as they came out, they immediately caught everyone's eyes.

Duanmuya looked at them, glanced at the smiling Mufeng, then came to Mu Qingchen and nodded respectfully to him, "the student has seen Mr. mu."

Mu Qingchen's eyes glanced at her lightly. Well, he gave a sound, looked at the woman, and said faintly, "we've seen everything just now. Come in and sit in Lingyue Pavilion."

Then, without waiting for Duanmu yawang to answer, he turned and walked in first.

Duanmu Ya looked stunned, while Bai Xici pulled her sleeve and said curiously, "you know Mr. Mu very well?"

Duanmu yawang patted his head angrily, "say this?"

Mu Qingchen is so cold to her. How can he think she knows him very well? The child has eye problems at a young age. Even if she is familiar, is she familiar with Mufeng?

"Didn't Mr. say that he didn't know any of us except the class?" Bai Xici said in a small voice, and because of this, he didn't go forward to greet mu Qingchen.

Mufeng glanced at Bai Xici and pulled Duanmu yawang's hand. Mei Feng picked it up. Before she could answer Bai Xici, he went over and grabbed her shoulder. He smiled and said, "young master Bai, you're just in time. Your brother is on the third floor now!"

Bai Xici nodded, blushed and said in an introverted voice, "thank you, Mufeng Shizi. I'll find brother in a minute."

Mufeng nodded, looked at the woman holding the child and looked at Duanmu Ya and said, "don't stand here, let's go in together." then he took Duanmu Ya's shoulder and was about to go in.

Duanmu Ya looked at him and pushed him away. He looked at him angrily, "I'll go myself!"

"I know." Mufeng gathered up without face and skin, continued to hold her, put almost all his weight on her, and said with a smile: "I can't go."

Duanmu Ya looked at the sudden jump of green tendons on her forehead and stared at Mufeng with a smile. "If you don't want to walk so much, I don't mind cutting off your legs, so I hurt your mind."

"Xiaoyawang, you are fierce!" Mufeng saw Duanmu yawang was very serious. Wei wronged let go of her and complained, "when can you be gentle with me?"

Duanmu yawang didn't care about him at all. He entered the Lingyue pavilion with the woman and Bai Xici.

Mu Qingchen took them into a gorgeous reception room on the first floor. Duanmu yawang, mu Qingchen, Mufeng and Bai Xici sat down in it.

After a while, someone brought all kinds of refreshments and put them on the table.

The woman did not look at the tea on the table. She held the child, looked at Duanmu, lifted her skirt, knelt down and said, "Miss Duanmu, thank you for your kindness..."

"What are you doing?" duanmuya frowned and stretched out her hand to pull the woman up. "It's just a small effort. There's no great kindness."

The woman thought of the men who fell to the ground and couldn't stand up. She looked at Duanmu and said, "Miss Duanmu did it. I song Yingying will always remember it. You are the eternal benefactor of me and my child."

"Your name is song Yingying?" Duanmu yawang was too lazy to refute her words, helped her sit down and asked.

"Yes," Song Yingwen replied.

"You have something to eat." Duanmu yawang didn't ask song Yingying's identity, nor did she ask why she was in such a situation. He reached out to push the tea on the table to her and said, "you haven't eaten and slept well for a while, and you shouldn't have eaten anything for at least a day?"

Song Yingying was stunned and surprised, "how did miss Duanmu know?"

"Your legs are floating, your body temperature is low, and you look bad. You can see at a glance." Duanmu yawang didn't explain too much. He said to her, "I'll help you hold the child. You can eat something to fill your stomach. The child still needs your care. You can't fall down."

"OK." Song Yingying thought of Duanmu yawang's words, hesitated to take a look at the others, and handed the child in her arms to Duanmu yawang. If she dared to accept it and other humanitarian thanks, she began to eat with some embarrassment.

Duanmu yawang reached out and took it, showing her teeth and teasing the child.

Mufeng invited someone to buy some food for the woman. He looked at Duanmu yawang with a smile on his handsome face. "Xiaoyawang, you like children so much. Why don't you and I get married quickly and give birth to two for you to play?"

One side of Mu Qingchen's slender eyelashes trembled and said nothing.

Bai Xici was surprised and happy. He asked in a small voice, "the son of Mufeng and miss Duanmu are a pair?"

Duanmu yawang gave the warning to Mufeng a look, and said, "if Mufeng says, you'd better not believe a word... No, not a punctuation mark."

Uh!

Bai Xici was stunned. He was disappointed and pinched his fingers and muttered, "it's not ah. It's a pity. Duanmu Shizi is quite matched with you."

"Young master Bai has an eye." Mufeng said with a smile, glanced at the cold mu Qingchen, looked at Duanmu Ya sadly and said, "Xiaoya Wang, who will know the future? Do you have to refuse me like this? I will be very sad!"

Duanmu yawang doesn't care about him.

Mu Qingchen glanced at Duanmu yawang and Bai Xici, and said faintly, "you don't have class in the morning?"

Duanmu yawang and Bai Xici looked at each other. Duanmu yawang blinked and said, "Oh, they went up, but we didn't go up. We ran out of the classroom."

Mu Qingchen frowned: "what happened?"

"Nothing." many people should be unhappy when they hear that students skip classes, especially this person is still a gentleman. However, mu Qingchen didn't, but asked her what had happened, which surprised Duanmu yawang.

She shrugged and said, "I don't agree with Mr. Yang, so I'd rather lack a subject and won't go to his class in the future."

Mu Qingchen listened, looked at her and didn't ask again.