On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 886

Mo Yan frowned, but didn't dare to ask, lest she would catch her clues, "But I don't think General Yun is the kind of person who dislikes a woman's appearance."

"If my husband doesn't dislike it, how come he can't overcome that hurdle?"

Nan Wanyan looked back and met Mo Yan's eyes filled with thick ink, she just curled her lips and said, "Mo Yan, you don't understand."

"If the other party doesn't dislike it, that's the other party's business. I have planted a seed of inferiority in my heart. No matter what happens in the future, I will think of it all the time. Moreover, the woman is careful, and Feng Yang is a strong person. She will even I’m very concerned about this matter.”

"Perhaps Yun Heng's enthusiasm and love can influence Feng Yang, but what about the doubts and ridicule from the outside world? They may be able to withstand it, or they may be defeated. Who knows?"

Feng Yanghui was disfigured because not only she and her uncle were assassinated in the Nishino Palace, but also two little girls were almost killed.

In order to protect the two of them, Feng Yang was scratched in the face by a dart and injured.

When she returned, Feng Yang had already been treated by a female doctor, so she didn't intervene. They all thought it was just a simple wound that would leave no scars if treated properly. However, as time went by, she realized something was wrong.

Large black things began to appear on Feng Yang's face. The poison was exactly the same as the one on her face when she was young. It would make people extremely ugly!
That kind of toxin can be removed, but the detoxification takes a long time. It took her five years to completely remove it. Now it's Feng Yang's turn. I'm afraid she will have to wait for several more years. If Feng Yang is still confused during this period, Feng Yang There is no way we can really get together with Yun Heng...

I don’t know whose hands this poison came from. It was used on her before, but it happened again in the palace more than two years ago!
At first she thought it was the same group of assassins who killed them, but because of Feng Yang, she began to think that those who dealt with her and her uncle, and those who dealt with her children, might be two groups of people.

But Xiye is too far away from Daxia, and her power cannot reach there at all. And due to the turbulent current situation, it is difficult to investigate, so it has been delayed until now to figure out these things...

Nan Wanyan's thoughts were turbulent and complicated, including self-blame for Feng Yang and deep hatred for those behind the scenes!
However, Mo Yan didn't know what she was thinking. He thought about the meaning of her words and her attitude, but he came to the conclusion that she seemed to have no yearning for love and was so pessimistic.

His thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his dark and deep eyes stared at her closely, a little confused.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind. Mo Yan's eyes flashed, and he quickly moved An An Naonao into his arms and said, "Be careful!"

Before Nan Wanyan could react, he saw a long arrow shot into the carriage with murderous intent...

"There are assassins, escort us!" Outside the carriage, Feng Yang and Yun Heng also noticed the menacing long arrow. Their expressions immediately changed and they wanted to protect the carriage on the left and right.

But from the woods on both sides of the road, a dozen masked men in black suddenly sprang out and went straight towards them.

They had no choice but to join forces to fight the enemy first, and then allocate all their elite troops to protect Nan Wanyan and several princesses and princes in the carriage.

In the car, Mo Yan put the two children next to Nan Wanyan, "Princess, don't get out of the carriage."

After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage, drew his sword and fought with the assassins outside the carriage.

Nan Wanyan looked serious. He took out his crossbow and helped Mo Yan kill the enemy in the car. He frowned and looked ugly.

Not many people knew about her trip, so how could she be attacked? !The flash of swords and shadows sent flying sand and rocks, and Mo Yan's every move was as powerful as a swimming dragon. Those assassins had no power to fight back.

There was a lot of commotion outside, the carriage was swaying, and the wheels at the rear were broken and collapsed by someone unknown, and several children had already woken up.

An An was rubbing her hazy eyes and didn't know what was going on when she saw Mo Yan fighting with the man in black outside the car.

"Mr. Mo Yan!" Nao Nao yelled in fright. The little steamed dumplings and little buns who woke up immediately looked out of the car, their little faces tensed up.

Although the martial arts of those assassins were not very powerful, they were better in numbers.

The elite soldiers assigned by Lu Yuanli to Nan Wanyan were now entangled with them and were unable to do anything, leaving Mo Yan alone to fight against several people.

Little Baozi took a good look at his two younger brothers and bit his lip with worry.

Little Steamed Dumpling made a quick decision, gritted her teeth and took out her whip from her lower back, and jumped out of the car neatly, "Little Steamed Dumpling, take good care of your brothers and mother!"

"Master Mo Yan, let me help you!"

In the past, she was young and had no ability to protect others, but now it is different. Her uncle praised her for being a genius and a rare genius. She must be able to do it!

She really doesn't want to lose anyone again...

"Nan Zhi! Come back!" Nan Wanyan's eyes narrowed suddenly. She was trembling with fear when she saw that little figure, but she resolutely jumped out of the carriage, her heart skipping a beat, "Come back! "

There were three children in the car. She couldn't go out, so she could only call the steamed dumplings back, but to no avail. She was even more anxious!

This kid!You must teach her a lesson later!

Mo Yan was concentrating on fighting with others. He stabbed the enemy in the heart with his sword. When he turned around to deal with the others, a whip with a fierce momentum suddenly swung over and hit the assassin's waist hard.

His black pupils shrank suddenly, and he could see that the whip-wielding hand of the little steamed dumpling was still trembling slightly, and his small face was pale and colorless, and he was obviously still a little scared.

"You, you are not allowed to hurt my mother!"

Mo Yan's heart was shaken, and complex expressions filled his eyes, but he didn't care about it. He stretched out his hands to protect the little steamed dumplings and spoke harshly.

"Why is the princess down? Get back to the carriage quickly!"

(End of this chapter)