When it was late at night, the Sword Dragon Guard brought up a lantern and hung it on the tree, illuminating the pale face of the man under the tree.

Tuoba Yan asked Mu Yan with his eyes: Do you really want to wake him up?

Mu Yan nodded: Of course.

Tuoba Yan leaned over and took the man's pulse. He frowned slightly, took out a pill from his purse he carried with him, pinched the man's chin, opened the man's mouth, and stuffed the medicine in.

"Mom, I'll withdraw first. My uncle said I won't let me play with you." Tuoba Yan stood up and said to Mu Yan, but he disappeared after he finished speaking.

Three sword dragon guards guarded beside him. Mu Yan signaled them to carry the man on the ground to the front of the inn, find a room to put it in.

A dim light was lit in the room, and a stegosaurus guard stood inside the door, and two stood outside the door.

Mu Yan sat at the table, looking at the person on the bed calmly. Soon, the person's eyelashes trembled slightly and Youyou woke up.

"You're awake." Mu Yan's voice didn't sound much warm. She was dressed in men's clothes now, and she could never see any flaws, and even her voice was disguised perfectly.

The man on the bed turned his head slowly, looked at Mu Yan, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you... Save me..."

"No need to thank you. I just asked someone to pick you up and didn't heal you." Mu Yan looked at the man with a look of indifferent expression, "What's your name? What's the relationship with Qingdi? Why did he fall seriously injured and fall on the back door of the Shenbing City Inn? Make it clear, otherwise I don't mind sending you a ride!"

The man seemed to remember something unbearable to look back on, closed his eyes with pain, and murmured: "I am alive, just a walking corpse..."

"Then why did you ask our people for help before?" Mu Yan looked at the man and said, her eyes were very bad, as if a man dared to lie to her, she would make him die a bad death.

"I... don't give up..." the man said in a deep voice, "I haven't revenged a great revenge... I don't want to die..."

"Let me tell me." Mu Yan reached out and held a chair, put it two meters away from the bed, and looked at the man and asked, "We have seen it in the palace during the day. I am not a servant in the Divine Soldier City, but I am not a serious master. Your life and death, the young master said that I will decide whether you have the value of being saved, and then consider whether to send you back to heaven or save your life."

"What do you want to know..." the man asked weakly at Mu Yan.

"What's your name?" Mu Yan asked at the man.

"Wen Cong." said the man.

"What is your relationship with Qingdi?" Mu Yan asked.

The man was silent. After a moment, he said with some difficulty: "I... am one of her male favorites..."

"If the rumors are correct, Qingdi is almost sixty years old this year, and he can be your grandmother at this age. What are you trying to do?" Mu Yan asked at the man who claimed to be Wen Cong.

Wen Cong's fist suddenly clenched: "I know, you look down on me... you think I'm inferior... But only in this way can I get close to Qingyu and avenge my parents' and clan's bloody hatred!"

"Oh? You have a deep blood hatred with Qingyu?" Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and asked, "Are you the descendant of the Wen family in Qingcheng?"

Wen Cong's expression moved slightly: "Young Master has heard of the Wen Family in Qingcheng?"

"I heard of it, but I don't know much. It is said that the Wen family in Qingcheng is the largest scholarly family in Qingluan Kingdom. However, because of the rebellion, nine clans were killed by Emperor Qing several years ago. There are hundreds of people in the Wen clan, and none of them were spared. There are rumors that the blood of the Wen clan dyed the entire Qingyang River red at that time." Mu Yan said with a faint expression.

Wen Cong's eyes flashed with a huge grief, and his eyes were filled with crystal tears. He clenched his fists and said excitedly: "What kind of rebellion? It's just that Qing Yu's poisonous woman was arbitrary and unable to listen to a word of advice, so she took the life of the entire Wen clan to attack!"

"Oh?" Mu Yan expressed her willingness to hear the details.

"My man with Wen's talent is not worthy of use. One of my young uncles was favored by the daughter of the prefect because of his beautiful and talented person, so he was forcibly married. However, the daughter of the prefect is vulgar and ugly. My uncle couldn't bear to be humiliated and hanged himself. My grandfather couldn't accept such a ridiculous and shameless thing, so he wrote a blood letter to the poisonous woman Qingyu, asking Qingyu not to suppress the men of Qingluan Country again and to be virtuous, otherwise Qingluan Country will be in danger! As a result, my grandfather was waiting for the imperial edict of Qingyu to kill the nine clans of the Wen family!" Wen Cong said, tears flowing down, and his voice was choked.

"Then why are you still alive?" Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and asked.

"It was my grandfather who tried his best to escort me away after leaving the Wen family. My grandfather said, "I told me not to go back to Qingluan Country in my life..." Wen Cong said in a deep voice, "But as soon as I closed my eyes, my mind was the tragic death of my clan. The shrill screams of my relatives were lingering in my ears. If I don't kill Yu, what's the point of my life?"

"But you commit yourself to Qingyu and do such a thing that insults the integrity of the Wen family. Are you afraid that your grandfather will be in peace in the dark?" Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and asked.

"I didn't!" Wen Cong suddenly raised his voice, but touched the wound. He covered his chest and coughed violently. As he coughed, he vomited blood.

When Wen Cong calmed down, he saw Mu Yan still sitting there, thinking, as if measuring how credible he said was.

"I don't..." Wen Cong smiled bitterly, "How could I commit myself to that poisonous woman in Qingyu... I was carrying the deep hatred of the Wen clan, and I learned martial arts, changed my name and surname to Fengming City, just to find a chance to enter the palace and approach Qingyu. But the guards in the palace were selected from the army. If I entered the army and waited at least three years before I could run for the election of the palace guards. I didn't want to wait that long. Once I drank, I accidentally heard a drunk man talking about the secrets of the palace, saying that there were many unknown male lovers in the palace. As long as a good-looking young man walked on the streets of Fengming City, he might be kidnapped by the secret guards around Qingyu. Then I bought drunk every day and wandered on the streets. Later, as I wished, I was knocked out and was already in the palace when I woke up."

"I'm very curious, how many male favorites Qingyu has?" Mu Yan asked Wen Cong.

"I don't know." Wen Cong shook his head, his eyes full of disgust for Qing Yu, "I didn't contact anyone else after entering the palace. I waited for a month and was summoned by Qing Yu until last night. I had a dagger hidden in my sleeve, but I didn't expect that Qing Yu had someone prepared this dress for me, and had to search for her after changing her clothes, and could not hide anything. After seeing Qing Yu, I took the initiative to dance the sword for her, but she asked her to bring a wooden sword. I knew that it was not a good opportunity to kill her, but because I couldn't accept that she did that kind of thing to me, she made her angry. Today she asked me to dance the sword in public at the banquet. She said that this was to eliminate the meaningless aloofness on me, and let me kneel down in broad daylight and show it to the public, so that everyone could guess my identity and look at me with a strange look. She said, I can die, but if I don't want to die, I have to learn a little..."

"Then why are you hurt tonight?" Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and asked.

"Tonight, Qingyu summoned me again. At that time, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. There was no servant around her. When I saw a sword hanging on the wall, I couldn't help but attack her." Wen Cong lowered his eyes slightly, as if he hated that he was useless, "But I can't even beat Qingyu..."

"Then how did you escape?" Mu Yan asked Wen Cong.

"I was seriously injured at that time. I thought I would die without a doubt, but I didn't expect that other masters would go to assassinate Qingyu, which gave me a chance to escape." Wen Cong said, "I can't hold on for long. Someone is chasing and being found is a dead end. I can only come to ask for help from the Divine Soldier City, because the people from Qisha City and Wushuangmen are birds of a feather with Qingyu, and they will never help me."

Wen Cong's wound was not treated, and he was still bleeding at this moment, his face was pale and looked extremely pitiful. And his words didn't sound flawless. Mu Yan had heard of the Wen family in Qingluan National Day City being destroyed. And tonight, are there other assassins in the Qingluan Palace? This is also easy to investigate. Wen Cong was seriously injured, which was confirmed by Mu Yan.

"Mr. Wen is here to ask for help from the Divine Soldier City, what can we help you? If you want us to avenge you, it is impossible." Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and said lightly.

Wen Cong shook his head slightly: "I dare not, I just want to ask the young master to save my life. In the future, I will definitely be a carved carving to repay the young master."

"What you mean is that if we save you, you will repay you. As for your revenge, you will find an opportunity to avenge yourself, it has nothing to do with us?" Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and asked.

"Yes." Wen Cong nodded solemnly, "I just want to live and avenge the blood of the hundreds of the injustices of the Wen family. Otherwise, I would not deserve to be descendants of the Wen family! If I am still alive after I take revenge, my life will be from the Young Master and the Divine Weapon City!"

"I sympathize with your experience and can understand your desire to survive, but our Shenbing City has never taken in useless people." Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and said, "Let's do this, make a decision after I have asked the young master. Don't worry, I will speak for you in front of the young master."

"Thank you, young master..." Wen Cong forced himself to sit up and salute Mu Yan.

Mu Yan shook her head slightly and said, "No need to be polite, you lie down." Then Mu Yan looked at the Stegosaurus guard at the door, "You, come here to treat Master Wen's wounds and apply some medicine."

"Yes." The Stegosaurus guard ran over immediately.

Mu Yan stood up and left. Wen Cong looked at the Sword Dragon Guard and said gratefully: "Thank you, brother."

The sword dragon guard had no expression on his face and did not say a word. He treated Wen Cong's wounds as Mu Yan ordered. Wen Cong lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

Mu Yan returned to her room and opened the door to find Tuoba Yan sitting at the table, reading the book she had read before.

"Mom is finally back." Tuoba Yan put down the book and yawned.

"Son, why don't you go to sleep? Staying up late will make you ugly." Mu Yan walked over and reached out to rub Tuoba Yan's hair.

Tuoba Yan frowned, touched his hair, looked at Mu Yan and asked, "Did you kill that man?"

"You guess." Mu Yan's lips curled slightly.

"Mom, stop making trouble, otherwise my father will complain to me when I come back." Tuoba Yan and Xiao Xinghan have been disgusting each other before, but as Xiao Xinghan left longer and longer, his position in Tuoba Yan's heart was almost surpassing Mu Yan, who was playing with Tuoba Yan every day.

"No killing." Mu Yan sat down calmly, "Son, you are still young, don't be so old-fashioned, what's the case? Do you believe it or not, say bad things to your father? Will your father beat you up in turn? The reason is that you are unfilial!"

Tuoba Yan looked at the sky speechlessly: "I believe it."

"You didn't go with me just now, son, and missed a wonderful story!" Mu Yan looked at Tuoba Yan and said.

"What story? Is it the same as my mother's thought?" Tuoba Yan was a little excited, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that he was no longer sleepy.

"It's not exactly the same, but it's almost the same." Mu Yan briefly told the story Wen Cong told her to Tuoba Yan.

Tuoba Yan was stunned for a moment: "That person is a descendant of the Wen family in Qingluan National Day City? Is it true or false?"

"Xiao Yan, do you think it is true or false?" Mu Yan asked Tuoba Yan.

Tuoba Yan thought for a while and said, "It sounds like there is really no flaw. Even if we go to investigate, we will probably not find out anything. After all, it has been ten years since the Wen family was wiped out. But we have just arrived. This person is a coincidence? Why was he summoned by Qingyu last night? Why was he kneeling on the way we must leave the palace today? The most coincidental thing is that he held his last breath and fled to our door, and then fell into a coma. Is his life so good? Why didn't he fainted ten meters away from us? Then he would freeze tonight. I remember my mother said that too many coincidences appeared at the same time, and it is very likely that it was not a coincidence."

Mu Yan smiled: "Xiao Yan, why are you not kind at all? This touching story of Mr. Wen using his life to avenge his family and abandoning dignity to kill his enemies. It is simply singular. The listener burst into tears. Do you actually doubt him?"

Tuoba Yan rolled his eyes: "Mom, you are the one who has been doubting him from the beginning to now! If you want to say that, Mom is really a heart-warming person!"

"It's not that hard-hearted, but it's almost the same." Mu Yan said calmly, "When you go out, you have old people and young people. I have to consider your safety, but you must not be cautious or cautious?"

"Mom, is it okay to say some conscience? This time you came out, you were playing all the way, and you had never done anything serious except feeding me. It was me who came to socialize, the master who handled chores, and the uncle who took care of me, and the uncle who was responsible for the accompanying guards inquire about the news. The aunt Ling Shuang who was cooking and washing clothes was almost for me to buy the meals. Mom, you are so bored that you are looking for trouble." Tuoba Yan said very seriously at Mu Yan.

In the past, people always said that Mu Yan was very unscrupulous, such as Murong Shu, Xiao Yuesheng, Mo Qingchen, Tuoba Yan always said righteously that his mother was the best. Now Tuoba Yan treated his admiration for Mu Yan rationally, and realized that Mu Yan was sometimes really unscrupulous, not that she was not kind, but that she was not kind, and she was helpless, and she had to spoil her.

"Don't talk back." Mu Yan knocked on Tuoba Yan's forehead, "You said, how do you deal with that person now?"

Tuoba Yan covered his forehead and thought for a while and said, "We just doubt that there is no evidence to prove that the person was a detailed work sent by Qingyu. What he said may be true. If he is really a descendant of the Wen family, it would be a bit too much if we killed him. But we can't just keep him like this. My mother must have thought of a solution in her heart, right?"

Mu Yan nodded: "We don't believe in the nonsense that we would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than letting go of one person. I'll tell if this Wen Cong is doing it carefully. I thought of a very interesting game, and I'll have fun with Qingyu next."

"What game?" Tuoba Yan looked very interested.

"You will know tomorrow. Go to bed now, or you will be beaten up." Mu Yan raised her hand, and Tuoba Yan ran away with her forehead.

Early the next morning, when Mu Yan saw Wen Cong again, the wounds on his body were bandaged and he was able to get out of bed. Because they were all trauma and there was no point in the injury. Mu Yan was just a sword dragon guard around him, and he knew some basic medical skills. The healing medicines he carried on him were all Xiao's unique secret system, and the effect was excellent.

"I wonder what this young man should call him?" Wen Cong looked at Mu Yan and asked.

"The surname is Wu, the name is just a si, and the scattered si." Mu Yan said with a faint expression.

"Wu Si, a very special name." Wen Cong showed a pale smile, looking like a literati.

"There are many brothers in the family, and I rank fourth. My drunkard father named him casually." Mu Yan said to Wen Cong, "I have already told the young master about you. The young master said he could keep you, but I want to make it clear to you. We are not taking you in because of kindness. The only reason is that our city lord's master, Senior Shangguan Min, has a grudge with Qingyu. When he learned that you were going to kill Qingyu, he said that those who have grudges with Qingyu are their own people."

Wen Cong was stunned for a moment: "I'll ask you, Senior Shangguan Min, what kind of grudge does it have with that poisonous woman Qing Yu? Why have I never heard of it?"

"You are so old and you have never heard of many things. Don't ask if you know how to take the liberty." Mu Yan was not polite, "I understand it very clearly to you. Because you are Qing Yu's enemy, we took you in. As for why Senior Shangguan Min didn't go to kill Yu, he had his own plans in his heart, and it was not what you should care about."

"I've said too much. Thank you Mr. Wu for reminding me that I will pay attention in the future." Wen Cong lowered his eyes slightly and said.

"Don't be nervous, if I really dislike you, I killed you last night. I am not a good person, but I will not kill innocent people." Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and said, "If you want to leave now, I won't stop you. You have to choose to stay. We will be all the people in the future."

"Where can I go when I leave?" Wen Cong smiled bitterly.

"Then you chose to stay." Mu Yan nodded, pointed to the four treasures of the study and other things she brought over and said, "Now, it's time for you to express your opinion."

Wen Cong was stunned for a moment, a little confused, so he said: "What does Mr. Wu mean?"

"Didn't you say that Wen's clan was destroyed by Qingyu because of a blood letter of advice? You should have read the blood letter written by your grandfather and remember every word in it, right?" Mu Yan looked at Wen Cong and asked.
To be continued...