"Oh, good." Song Yingying listened and stood up.

Mu Feng frowned: "Why do you go so fast? Didn't you just come? It's rare to come here and not go upstairs to pick something you like?"

"I have no time, and I didn't bring that much money."

"What kind of money do you bring to Lingyue Pavilion?" Mu Feng stretched out his hand and pinched her face, and said with loyalty: "What do you think, I will give you my brother."

Duanmu Yawang rolled his eyes, he said so, then she wouldn't dare to enter Lingyue Pavilion in the future, okay? Going in is almost like taking advantage.

At this time, someone knocked on the door again, "Pavilion Master Mu, there are VIPs looking for you, please come out."

Mu Qingchen stood up, did not go to see Duanmu Yawang, and said to Mu Feng: "Let me show off Miss Duanmu and Miss Song."

"Oh, it's very considerate!" Mu Feng winked at Mu Qingchen.

Mu Qingchen pursed his lips, frowned and glanced at him as if he was warning, and then walked out without looking back.

As soon as he went out, Duanmu Yawang rubbed his gums, and walked over and stomped his foot severely: "Are you going crazy today, always saying something?"

He usually said to her, why did he say these things when she and Mu Qingchen were both here?

Did he know that he embarrassed her and Mu Qingchen in this way?

"Hiss!" Mu Feng cried out in pain, holding his feet in disregard of his image, and said aggrieved: "Xiao Yawang, I don't have one, don't I usually talk like this?"

Duanmuya narrowed her black eyes dangerously, "Do you think I can't step on one foot enough, and want to be stepped on the other foot?"

"Well, well, I was wrong, can't I be wrong!" Mu Feng raised his hand and surrendered.

Duanmu Yawang snorted and was too lazy to pay attention to him, and said to Song Yingying as he walked out with the child: "Let's go."

"good."

Song Yingying responded and followed Duanmu Yawang out.

Mu Feng looked at him, curled his lips and smiled, put down his feet and chased him out, "Xiao Yawang, wait for me, I will ask someone to send you back."

Finally, Mu Feng arranged a bright, very wide, luxurious and comfortable carriage for Duanmu Yawang. Duanmu Yawang asked Song Yingying to take the child into the carriage first, and then she took Mufeng to the side and whispered: "Help me check Cha Song Yingying."

Mu Feng patted the top of her head, looking very pleased: "Finally know the long-hearted eyes?"

After that, without waiting for Duanmu Yawang's answer, he smiled and said, "But don't worry, she is not a bad person, but the family is a bit complicated, and there are many people who want her to die. If you really decide to take this trouble, you are afraid. It will cause a lot of troubles in the future."

Duanmu Ya hoped that he was not afraid of the disaster, and nodded: "That's good."

Duanmu Yawang is not surprised that Mu Feng could see through Song Yingying's background and still tell so much information, because Lingyue Pavilion was originally a very mysterious existence.

Especially appraisal activities.

After seeing it once, she knew Lingyue Pavilion was very difficult.

Mu Feng and Mu Qingchen, as the pavilion masters of the Lingyue Pavilion, were even more complicated, at least many times more complicated than what she had seen.

Also, Mu Feng's abilities are definitely more than what he tested in the palace.

Although she has no basis, she feels that way for some reason.

When Mu Feng saw Duanmu Yawang, he didn't ask anything or curiosity after he said this. He only agreed with these three words. He raised his eyebrows, looked down at her beautiful dark eyes like stars, and then flashed under his eyes. A touch of satisfaction.

He sighed, lowered his head and stretched out his hands to rub her head lovingly, his voice was low and hoarse: "Xiao Yawang, I really like you more and more."

"Inexplicable!" Duanmu Yawang was out of anger, gave him a white glance, and turned to the carriage.

As soon as he got on the carriage, he said to the coachman: "Let's go."

"Eh, Xiao Yawang, why don't you say goodbye to me?" Mu Feng yelled outside, "I would be very sad if you were like this!"

Duanmu Yawang: "..."

"Miss Duanmu, the rumors are really unbelievable." Song Yingying shook the two children in his arms gently as the carriage drove for a while, and looked towards Duanmuya with a smile.

"Huh?" Duanmuya saw several kinds of fruits on the table, she reached out and took one, took a bite, chewed and blushed the two children, "What is the rumor?"

Song Yingying saw that the two Baizi were teased by Duanmu Yawang, she waved her little hand and giggled, her heart softened into a puddle of water, and her affection for Duanmu Yawang instantly increased a bit, "Dilly, trash, vicious, etc. There are a lot of rumors about you, but now it seems that nothing is right with you."

Duanmu looked at him but said nothing.

Looking at Duanmu Yawang with curvy eyebrows and a clear and breezy smile, Song Yingying didn't know what she thought of, but he hesitated, and finally asked Duanmu Yawang: "Yes, Miss Duanmu, why did you say...you know what happened to my child? ?"

Duanmu Yawang's chewing action paused, and the beautiful lips uttered a sentence: "These two children are conjoined babies, right?"

"Siamese babies?" Song Yingying was taken aback when listening to this word, but after thinking of something, she nodded dimly, "Their bodies are indeed connected together."

As he said, his eyes reddened, "However, no matter what, they are my children. Even if I lose my life, I will keep them."

Duanmu Ya looked at her as she said and cried, sighed, stretched out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, and said, "Don't think too much, things won't be as bad as you think."

Song Yingying thanked them as she took it, and a bitterness flashed across her face when she heard that, "Actually, I don't know how long I can protect them, and I don't know whether to choose to let them survive is to cherish them or to be cruel to them, they are like this. The son will definitely be disregarded in the future, will be regarded as a monster by the world, and will be bullied and ridiculed."

"Everything can't be too pessimistic." Duanmu Yawang's eyes were clear, "I have black hair and black eyes and many people laugh at it. I haven't lived well until now, and I still live easily."

As soon as Duanmu Yawang finished speaking, her fingertips that teased the child's face were hugged by two small hands, and then sent to her mouth, sucking every once and then, making Duanmu Yawang's finger full of saliva.

"Hahaha~" Duanmu Ya looked at him, couldn't help laughing, and leaned over the child's cheek and gave him a kiss: "So cute~"

The two children have round eyes, and they are very beautiful.

It was the first time that Song Yingying saw someone love her child so much. She couldn't help but smile, but she couldn't help but sighed, "Miss Duanmu, the situation of my two children is much more serious than you."

Duanmu Yawang nodded in agreement.