Liu Liu didn't want to say more to this man, but Mu Xing had poisoned Bu Xiangyin. It wasn't right, so she lowered her head and looked at her son in her arms. "Mu Xing, where's the antidote?"
"That was just a mild laxative, nothing serious. It will wear off in an hour."
Mu Xing said softly. Feng Xie breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of how harsh he had been to the child earlier, he realized he had been a bit excessive.
Although this child was naughty, he wouldn't treat human lives as a game. It seemed he had been too anxious. Bu Xiangyin, standing in the corridor, also relaxed, but her face was still grim.
She couldn't believe she had been tricked by a mere child. The thought of this being spread would likely make her a laughingstock, and with this thought, her dark eyes, tinged with green, flickered.
Because Feng Xie was standing in front of her, she forced herself to endure it. Moreover, she could tell Feng Xie seemed to like the child in front of him very much.
Upon hearing Mu Xing's words, Liu Liu arrogantly raised her head, her lips pursed into a straight line, not saying a word. Holding Mu Xing in her arms, she led Cui Er and A Bu away from the garden.
His proud and resolute expression was infuriatingly similar to the person in her mind.
As for Bu Xiangyin, although she spoke and her appearance was exactly like Liu Er, spending more time with her made Liu Liu realize she seemed somewhat different.
She lacked Liu Er's characteristic coldness, her tendency to keep everyone at arm's length. Instead, it was Qi Ye before her, whose demeanor and actions were very much like Liu Er's.
But how could Qi Ye be Liu Er? She had known Qi Ye before Liu Er had died.
Feng Xie's thoughts churned for a while. He turned around and saw his subordinates and Bu Xiangyin staring at him. He quickly walked over, relaxed his expression, and said gently, "Liu Er, let's go back. It will be fine in a little while, don't worry.
It's common for people with amnesia to forget their past personalities. Once she remembers, she'll recover. Feng Xie thought idly and helped Bu Xiangyin into the guest room of the Feng Mansion.
A breeze swept through the garden, causing the sea of flowers to sway and dance like butterflies.
Liu Liu brought Mu Xing to the flower hall in the separate courtyard and immediately let him go, staring at her son with a serious expression. "Mu Xing, Mother is very angry this time?"
There were no outsiders in the flower hall, only Cui Er and Hong Xiu standing there. Feng Guai Wulang Jun sat on the long couch in the courtyard, enjoying the scenery.
In reality, he was keeping watch to prevent anyone from approaching the flower hall, as their mistress was teaching her precious son. Thinking of little Mu Xing's pitiable state made the old housekeeper's heart ache. It was better to not see than to be upset.
"Mother, Mu Xing will never do this again."
Mu Xing obediently admitted his mistake, lowering his small head. His little fingers tightly clutched the hem of his clothes, looking very wronged.
Hong Xiu and Cui Er, seeing the little person looking so sad, with his shoulders heaving, wondered if he was crying again. Cui Er immediately stepped forward and spoke.
"Miss, this is not Mu Xing's fault. That woman was too hateful. She scolded Mu Xing, so Mu Xing got angry."
"Yes, Aunt Cui is right. She provoked me, not the other way around."
Mu Xing quickly raised his face. Not a single tear stained his small cheeks. He was trying his best to emphasize whose fault it was this time.
Cui Er was speechless. She had thought he was crying and stepped in to plead for him. She wished he would at least pretend to cry. But there wasn't a single tear. Frustrated, she now felt unhappy.
Liu Liu looked at Mu Xing. When she saw Feng Xie carrying Mu Xing earlier, she was truly afraid he would hurt Mu Xing if he lost his grip. Her heart was in her throat. She wasn't upset about the poisoning at all.
She was angry that Mu Xing didn't recognize the situation. Was that man someone he should provoke?
If something happened to him, how heartbroken would Mother be? Liu Liu beckoned Mu Xing to come closer, reached out to hug him, and her voice became a little hoarse.
"Mu Xing, don't do this next time. If that person had let go just now, Mu Xing would have been injured, and Mother would have been very sad." Liu Liu's gentle words struck Mu Xing's little heart. He was a child who yielded to gentleness but not to harshness. He quickly nodded. "Mother, Mu Xing will never argue with them again. Mu Xing fears Mother's sadness the most."
"Mmm, if you promised Mother, you have to keep it." Liu Liu rarely spoke in her son's tone, and Mu Xing was immediately amused by her. He nodded, and the atmosphere in the flower hall became harmonious again.
Seeing that the little one was no longer upset, Cui Er quickly asked, "Miss, why does that woman look so much like you? And why did that person bring her back?"
Mu Xing immediately nodded his little head. Yes, he was also very curious. Why did that woman look so much like his mother? Could there really be people who looked so alike?
Mu Xing's small head replayed the thought, but he couldn't come to a conclusion. Liu Liu glanced at Mu Xing and softly reminded him, "Mu Xing, Abu is probably still waiting for you in the courtyard. Go tell him that brother didn't punish you, so he won't worry."
"Oh."
Mu Xing nodded immediately. Children's moods were fleeting. He didn't dwell on things. Hearing his mother's words, he quickly ran out to find Abu.
When Liu Liu saw Mu Xing leave, she waved Hong Xiu away as well, leaving only Cui Er.
Because only a few people on the vast逍遥岛 knew that Mu Xing was supposed to be the Crown Prince of Tian Feng, and she was the Empress of Tian Feng, she didn't want Cui Er's loose tongue to reveal their secret.
Once only she and her maid were left in the hall, Liu Liu looked at Cui Er seriously.
"Don't reveal any clues. Even if the Emperor comes, stay calm, as if nothing has happened. Also, don't tell Mu Xing about these things, do you understand?"
"I understand."
Feng Xie rested with his eyes closed in the flower hall of the guest room. Bu Xiangyin had been settled. Now, he lay casually on the soft couch, lost in thought. His mind involuntarily drifted back to what had happened in the garden earlier.
Mu Xing's wronged and flustered appearance truly pained him. Why? He thought his heart had died over the past five years, but now he felt pity. It turned out he still had feelings.
Liu Er had returned, but the child they had conceived back then had been aborted. If it hadn't been aborted, it would have been as smart, cute, and a little bit mischievous as Mu Xing. Feng Xie was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice his subordinate entering from outside.
Ri Ying watched his master's narrow eyebrows furrow and felt a sense of relief.
For five years, his master had finally regained a bit of his human touch, all thanks to the Empress. However, why had the Empress lost her memory? And they felt that the Empress's personality had changed significantly from before. He wondered what his master was thinking.
"Master, regarding the assassination attempt on you, your subordinate has investigated and found that it was the work of the Demonic Palace. What are your plans?"
Feng Xie snapped back to attention. Upon hearing the words "Demonic Palace," his face darkened, and he forcefully pounded the soft couch.
"Vile creatures! This time, I will not let them off easily. Immediately send Zhan Yun to investigate. Where is the main headquarters of the Demonic Palace? I want to raze their entire nest."
"Yes, Master," Ri Ying nodded. It seemed his master had regained his former wisdom and ruthlessness.
Those who provoked him would never have a good end. Ri Ying bowed and withdrew, conveying his master's wishes to Zhan Yun. Zhan Yun immediately dispatched people to investigate the location of the Demonic Palace's main headquarters.
The leader of the martial arts alliance naturally had extensive connections. He believed news would arrive soon.