General is a Villain - Chapter 275

Tian Xiang thought Yi Xiaoqiao would ask her to help escape.

The worst thing is to give her something to help her get rid of.

But Yi Xiaoqiao made an unexpected request.

Ask her to help go to the Han family and get back the Phoenix crown they repaired before.

“Take back the Phoenix crest?” Tian Xiang looked at Yi Xiaoqiao suspiciously: “what do you want this Phoenix crown for?”

Mu Yi’an had suspected Yi Xiaoqiao and Han Youjun before, so he was a little more vigilant when he mentioned Han Jiatian Xiang, for fear that he would help pass on information or something accidentally.

After all, Yi Xiaoqiao tried to escape many times. Maybe she was worried that the plan just failed and Chaoyun couldn’t be relied on, so she wanted to find another way out. Naturally, she was vigilant.

Yi Xiaoqiao stirred the porridge, his face calm without waves, and only his eyebrows and eyes were stained with a touch of sadness: “I know Mu Yian, know each other, get married, and have been going until now, but I don’t know whether it is robbery or fate. Now I have nothing to look forward to. I just hope he can read the old love and be better to me.”

At last, he turned into a self mocking smile.

Tian Xiang hurriedly said, “madam, you’re really worried. The general really changed Chunxiang into your appearance. It’s just to protect his wife. There are thousands of people in the world. There is no one else except his wife.”

“I think that girl is also good. She knows both cold and hot about him…”

“Madam.” Tian Xiang interrupted Yi Xiaoqiao. She listened to Yi Xiaoqiao’s voice, which made Mu Yian feel aggrieved. She whispered, “the general has never had anything with her. Even if the general didn’t come back for a month, he hasn’t had a relationship with any woman. The general has always been clean. No one can affect his mind so much except his husband.”

“Really?” Yi Xiaoqiao laughed at himself: “he knows whether it’s for me or something else.”

“Madam, what does that mean? Do you think the general has another plot to do so?”

There’s another plot!

Yi Xiaoqiao pursed her lips. She really thought that Mu Yi’an had another plot, especially after hearing Chaoyun call her miss, no matter what purpose Yi Lan said she was the miss of the prime minister’s residence, it was obvious that Mu Yi’an and Yi Lan were united together. She didn’t know whether it had its own role.

Although it’s narcissistic to think like this, but think left and right, how can people like Mu Yian like her, and how can they give her sincerity? After thinking about it, 80% are still interests, and 80% are still because of Yi Lan’s power.

“Madam…”

“I know. I also want to make up with him.” Yi Xiaoqiao feels that she is really hypocritical, but in front of freedom, hypocrisy has become an indifferent thing. She would rather use this hypocritical language to exchange her life and freedom.

“Fengguan may be the only good thing that can make him remember me.” Yi Xiaoqiao raised his head a little, avoided her eyes, and whispered, “maybe if he reads this old love, our relationship can be repaired.”

You want to fix the relationship?

Is she thinking too much?

Tian Xiang felt at ease: “my wife thought so. In that case, Tian Xiang went there.”

“Please.” Yi Xiaoqiao whispered.

“You’re welcome, madam. Please eat quickly.” Tian Xiang pushed the small bowl: “when you finish eating, I’ll go there.”

Yi Xiaoqiao was not surprised to get such a response. Tian Xiang was a careful person and did everything without leakage. Naturally, it was impossible to let her go and do other things.

What’s more, Yi Xiaoqiao cheated her once. This time, Tian Xiang should have a long memory.

Looking at Yi Xiaoqiao eating, Tian Xiang arranged for someone to come and look at her. Then he went out to the Han family.

Lying quietly in bed, Yi Xiaoqiao felt a faint pain in his chest. Although the hairpin was not deep, it was not so easy to heal.

She waited quietly. Tian Xiang was also waiting for mu Yi’an.

But she didn’t know she was waiting until the evening.

It was not until nightfall that Mu Yi’an hurried back.

“Little Joe?” Pushing the door in, Mu Yi’an was stunned on the spot.

Yi Xiaoqiao was still lying on the bed, the gauze curtain lifted a little, and he could see her face faintly, but because it was a little far away, he couldn’t see clearly. Step by step, he slowly walked towards Yi Xiaoqiao.

Tian Xiang came back with Mu Yi’an. When she saw him, she was stunned, as if the whole soul had been shaken away. She hurriedly asked several maids guarding Yi Xiaoqiao to leave and closed the door for them.

Mu Yi’an ate step by step. Every step seemed to fall on the tip of his heart. Then it hurt, step by step, until he came to the bedside.

She lay quietly on the bed without making any noise or moving. She only looked at him with a slight coldness in her gentle eyes, but with the repressed emotion in her eyes.

He froze and forgot for a moment how to react.

He should be very happy and excited. He should even jump up and hold her, kiss her and talk to her. But when his eyes are really opposite, all his feelings seem to be suppressed. His head is blank. He doesn’t know what to do and what his next action should be.

The hot tears fell down his cheeks. He suddenly grinned. The happier he smiled, the more turbulent his tears were, just like the river burst its banks. He couldn’t help it anyway.

When he was very young, someone told him that a man is a big husband. He bleeds without tears. He did so. He was injured on the battlefield, died, and even was on the verge of death. He never shed tears, only bled, and fought his blood to hold back his tears.

But this time, he couldn’t help it anymore.

Yi Xiaoqiao put a hairpin into his chest, as if it had penetrated into his heart. She was lying in bed, her face as pale as paper, without any vitality.

Lin Yi said that she bled too much. At that moment, he wished he could give her all his blood. He just wanted her to survive. However, at this moment, he realized that sometimes bleeding is useless. Blood and tears are separated. No amount of blood can replace tears.

His eyes were blurred and he couldn’t see anything clearly. He just let his tears roll down and felt timid about his hometown. When he saw her, he found that he didn’t even have the courage to touch her. He was afraid that it was a dream and the dream would be broken as soon as he touched it.

The warmth came from his fingertips, which was tightly held by her. At present, he recovered a moment of Qingming. He looked at her and choked silently.

“Mu Yian, don’t cry.”

She opened her mouth in a low voice, with some puzzled prayer. The low words were like the key to unlock her heart. Her feelings could no longer be restrained. They burst like a flood