A black bug the size of a walnut crawled out from the ground, licking Mu Xiyao’s blood.
Jin Tianjing and Mu Xiyao exchanged a glance, both overwheld with surprise.
Jin Tianjing acted swiftly, imdiately capturing the dicinal bug.
He wanted to help Mu Xiyao bandage the wound to stop the bleeding. Mu Xiyao looked at the dicinal bug in the bamboo cage and without hesitation, put her hand inside.
Soon, cold sweat began to ooze from her forehead and back, as the bug tore off the flesh on her hand and started sucking blood.
"Princess, no!" Jin Tianjing shouted to stop her.
After the bug had its fill of blood, Mu Xiyao withdrew her hand. Her face pale, she looked at Jin Tianjing and said, "I’m fine. Let’s go down the mountain quickly!"
She felt cold all over, and staying longer would make her sick. If she got sick, feeding the bug her blood might affect Mu Yan.
Jin Tianjing helped Mu Xiyao bandage the wound and nodded, saying, "Alright, let’s go!"
Zhan Lan watched their backs, her heart finding answers about Mu Xiyao’s actions.
Mu Xiyao returned to the palace with the dicinal bug, and Tan Dong imdiately noticed sothing was wrong. He saw the wound on Mu Xiyao’s palm, and his eyes turned violent, urgently asking, "Who hurt you?"
Mu Xiyao simply explained that she injured herself accidentally, deceiving Tan Dong.
On the third day of her feeding the bug, Tan Dong finally discovered the truth.
His eyes were full of pain as he watched Mu Xiyao put her hand near the bug’s mouth. The bug instantly bit her, causing Mu Xiyao to shiver all over, cold sweat pouring down, yet she remained silent.
"Xiyao!" Tan Dong rushed in, and Mu Xiyao could only explain the reason for her actions.
After hearing it, Tan Dong bit his finger, causing blood to gush out. The bug, slling the blood, imdiately turned around to bite him.
"You!" Mu Xiyao frowned slightly at Tan Dong, attempting to stop him, but Tan Dong said, "I’m also Yan’s blood relative; such things should be done by n."
Tears welled up in Mu Xiyao’s eyes, hoping that Yan’s cold syndro could be completely cured.
...
Two months later, all the dicines to treat Mu Yan’s cold syndro were assembled.
Jin Tianjing personally prepared the dicine, and Mu Yan’s cold syndro was completely cured.
Mu Yan rewarded Jin Tianjing with many gold, silver, and jewels.
Zhan Lan deliberately asked, "Divine Doctor Jin, I want to know what the last dicine was that could cure the Emperor’s cold syndro."
Used to lying, Jin Tianjing laughed and said, "It’s a dicinal bug, and it happened to be on Lingshan Mountain."
Zhan Lan didn’t ask anymore because she knew Mu Xiyao didn’t want Mu Yan to feel burdened.
...
In the blink of an eye, it was Mu Anning and Mu Chufeng’s hundred-day banquet.
Mu Anning’s almond eyes looked extrely like Zhan Lan, while Mu Chufeng’s eyebrows were very much like Mu Yan’s. The two little ones were pink and tender, making people want to pinch their cheeks and plump bodies. Their adorable expressions made others want to hug and kiss them.
Mu Anning waved her small hands and kicked her feet wildly in Mu Yan’s arms. As she laughed, her starry eyes lted everyone’s hearts, humming sweetly.
"She’s laughing, she’s laughing, An’an’s laughing!" Zhan Beicang chuckled.
Whenever others teased An’an, she giggled incessantly. Mu Yan watched his daughter with a face full of affection, his lips perpetually smiling. His daughter was indeed adorable.
On the other hand, Mu Chufeng in Zhan Lan’s arms was much calr and composed. His eyes, full of stars, scanned the surroundings, his long lashes casting shadows as he quietly rested his little head against Zhan Lan, curiously observing everyone.
The Zhan Family, Qin Family, and Zhan Lan’s friends all ca.
Though called a palace banquet, it was more like a family feast.
Everyone surrounded the two little ones, laughter filling the air.
Usually aloof, Mu Chufeng graciously laughed twice, staring at Huang Gun’s comical gestures, amused.
Zhan Beicang and Qin Shuang’s faces bead happily, Qin Xiangming felt genuinely comfortable, Old Madam bead as she dressed her great-granddaughter and great-grandson in handmade tiger-head boots; Mrs. Wen was too excited for words.
Qin Yan and Qin Mu were sincerely happy, Qin Yizhuo, Qin Jingshuo, and Zhan Hui stood beside them, all feeling pleased.
Xiao Chen quietly watched Zhan Lan’s joyful smile, and he too smiled gently.
Li Sui sat quietly next to Xiao Chen, also feeling happy that the pirates were scared away by Dayu and didn’t dare to invade, the king of Japan even sent a princess for marriage, but they were repelled by their cannon.
He didn’t want Zhan Lan worried due to such matters.
Bai Chen and Liu Xi were already married, and they spent quite a while gazing at An’an and Suisui, placing the Peace Pendant they prepared around the children’s necks.
Bai Chen’s eyes were almost stuck on the little ones as he leaned towards Liu Xi and murmured in her ear, "Ti waits for no one. I want a daughter tonight!"
Liu Xi’s cheeks reddened, and she discreetly pinched Bai Chen’s arm. They’ve been married for a month, and Bai Chen had been trying diligently every night. Does he need to work even harder?
Dugu Yan saw the exceedingly beautiful children and felt overwhelmingly tender. She grabbed Chu Yin’s hand and whispered, "I want to have a child!"
Chu Yin replied secretly in her ear, "Then find a handso man, the child will surely be beautiful!"
Snow Yifeng’s face flashed in Dugu Yan’s mind, her ears turning red, she secretly thought: How about borrowing a seed?
Then keep the child, forget the father!
Okay, that’s what I’ll joyfully decide!
Amid the laughter inside the house, suddenly, Little Anzi brought in a dignified middle-aged man and an extrely beautiful woman.
Mu Yan’s pupils shrank when he saw them, instinctively protecting An’an in his arms.
"Why have they co?" Mu Yan asked Ye Xiuhan.
"I didn’t ntion it," Ye Xiuhan replied, his hand at his back.
"It was ," Zhan Lan smiled.
Mu Yan’s initially stern face softened. Tan Dong and Mu Xiyao approached them and stood in front of the two.
Everyone looked towards the Emperor and Empress of Eastern Wei.
All noticed the resemblance in features between Mu Yan, Ye Xiuhan, and the two.
Their family was too attractive, satisfying to the eyes.
Mu Xiyao t Mu Yan’s indifferent gaze, hesitant to speak, unsure how to explain the years gone by.
She gratefully looked at Zhan Lan; if it hadn’t been for Zhan Lan arranging their entry into the palace, perhaps Mu Yan still wouldn’t have agreed to see her.
Tan Dong shifted his gaze from his sons to his grandson and granddaughter, emotionally asking, "Can I hug them?"
Mu Yan held An’an tightly, still unaccustod to his unexpected parents, and being abandoned by his biological mother back then was an irreparable shadow and hurt.
Tears shimred in Mu Xiyao’s eyes.
For a ti, the atmosphere grew awkward.
Tan Dong’s hand froze in the air. He had been ecstatic upon learning about his daughter’s-in-law’s delivery of a son and daughter. Today finally let him et these soft little ones, softening his heart.
However, today, father and son t, grandfather and grandson t, but Mu Yan seed unwilling to acknowledge him.
Zhan Lan glanced at Mu Yan; An’an and Suisui’s hundred-day banquet would be best with their grandparents’ blessings.
Their presence couldn’t simply be on cold terms.
She planned to let Tan Dong and Mu Xiyao hold Mu Chufeng, but at that mont, Mu Anning, in Mu Yan’s embrace, suddenly reached her chubby white bun-like hands towards Tan Dong and Mu Xiyao.
Tan Dong’s eyes trembled slightly, his granddaughter beckoning him.
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