Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

"No."

Qiu Lin stopped him in a deep voice: "You are too emotional now, you can't go."

"I'm going to..."

Mu Yunxi shook her hand away: "Don't stop me, I want to see my mother, I want to see her now."

"You'd better not go."

A calm and indifferent voice came from outside the window. The familiar tone was like a basin of cold water, pouring over him from head to toe.

"Xuanyuan, Jifeng?!"

Mu Yunxi's breath was choked, and she turned back suddenly and looked out the window.

Shocking at first sight!

Sure enough, standing on the eaves of the house opposite the restaurant was a figure that he still remembered clearly.

The boy was tall and handsome, and he had grown a lot taller than when he was rescued by the lotus pond a few months ago.

The eleven-year-old boy already has some of the majestic look of Mu Xiao, who is wearing silver armor.

"Here is the kit."

Xuanyuan Jifeng didn't say much. He flicked his finger and two magic bags shot out from the opposite side one after the other.

"Why is the treasure bag in your hand?"

Lan Qing took the brocade bag with a look of surprise.

“Is there a possibility that…?”

Xuanyuan Jifeng raised his eyebrows and looked teasing, "While you were strolling on the street, the brocade bag was stolen?"

"Who stole it?"

Lan Qing was embarrassed and her ears felt hot.

"No comment."

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled playfully, said no more, bounced up, ran quickly on the eaves, and disappeared after a few leaps.

"Who is he?"

"Just leave like that?"

"I haven't finished asking yet."

Lan Qing stuck her head out of the window, but there was no one in front of her.

"He is Xuanyuan Jifeng."

Mu Yunxi looked at the brocade bag and calmed down a little: "The son of Mu Xiao and his adoptive mother, Yan Jie'er's real fourth brother."

"That's him!"

Lan Qing suddenly realized something, looked him up and down, and gave him a fair evaluation.

"You two really look alike, but you have different temperaments. You are simpler and more aloof, but he is different. He is more scheming than you and is more patient. You can tell at a glance that he is not a simple person."

"He grew up in the palace and is used to intrigue and deception."

Qiu Lin saw it clearly and analyzed rationally: "He has a cunning master who teaches him all the time. How could he not have some ulterior motives?"

"Too."

Lan Qing threw the sachet to Mu Yunxi and expressed her deep agreement: "After he got the sachet, he was so patient and never showed up. He hid in the dark and watched the show. It's easy to imagine that this kid is very scheming. He is definitely not comparable to ordinary people."

"Master taught me well."

Qiu Lin glanced at Taoist Izumo and smiled meaningfully.

"Cough cough."

Taoist Priest Izumo heard the hidden meaning in her words, which contained a hint of sarcasm, and coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Can we open the treasure bag now?"

Mu Yunxi was in no mood to pay attention to him as she was only worried about her mother.

"Open."

Qiu Lin made the decision for him.

"Open it."

Lan Qing also nodded and gave him encouragement with her eyes.

"it is good."

Mu Yunxi rubbed her hands nervously and opened a brocade bag under the expectant gaze of the two people.

"What does it mean?"

Lan Qing and Qiu Lin came over and were both a little confused when they saw the pattern drawn on the note.

The pattern vaguely shows a palace with a raging fire burning.

"hiss."

Taoist Priest Izumo took a secret glance and took a long breath.

"What's the matter?"

Lan Qing glared at him: "Can you understand what the painting here means?"

“This place seems to be…”

Taoist Priest Izumo was uneasy: "The bedroom of Concubine Hui."

"Mother's bedroom?"

Mu Yunxi was horrified: "Why did the fire start?"

"hiss."

Lan Qing's heart trembled and she took a breath of cold air.

"The painting on the brocade bag..."

Qiu Lin asked again in disbelief: "Is this really Concubine Hui's bedroom?"

"Yes."

Taoist Priest Izumo carefully identified it and gave a definite answer.

Mu Yunxi panicked: "Why did my mother's bedroom catch fire?"

"A natural disaster?"

Lan Qing secretly speculated: "Maybe some villain set fire to your mother?"

"I'm going to save my mother."

Mu Yunxi's face changed drastically, and he turned around and was about to rush out.

"Yunxi, don't be impulsive."

Qiu Lin dodged and blocked him again: "Isn't there another lucky bag? It won't be too late to go after you take a look at it."

"Yes, yes, there is another treasure bag. Let me help you open it."

Lan Qing quickly followed the pace, snatched the brocade bag and opened it swiftly.

"What does this mean?"

"one hand?"

"Pull out the cork and pour a pill out of the bottle?"

The brocade bag was opened, and the pattern drawn on the note surprised everyone again.

The box fell into silence, and everyone was wondering what the pattern meant.

-

Beichen, Kyoto city.

Changing fate against the sky?

return to the past.

Change the pill?!

At the same time, Mu Xueyan, who was far away outside Kyoto, fighting against the enemy, saw this scene in Tianji's warning. His mind raced, and he understood Hu Qianqiu's meaning in an instant.

He wanted someone to reverse time and go back to the past, replace the poison before Xuanyuan Li poisoned it, so as to change Concubine Hui's fate.

This guy really knows how to cause trouble for her!

There is a price to pay for going against the will of heaven and changing your destiny!

Her lifespan can't withstand any further consumption.

If you continue to go against the will of heaven, God will kill your own daughter for the sake of justice.

What's more, she is not her biological daughter, she just has a little better luck.

~~

"Roar!"

The stone slave's terrifying roar brought her back to her senses.

The two armies faced each other on the battlefield in a fierce battle, and the decisive battle with the King of the Southwest was drawing to a close.

Shi Bao displayed his magical powers and commanded the stone slaves to brutally oppress their opponents.

The rebels were terrified and fled in a panic, throwing away their weapons and armor.

The King of Southwest fled into the deep mountains and forests surrounded by his trusted generals.

Mu Xiao led his troops in pursuit and blocked the remaining troops in a deep mountain gorge.

The ravines and gullies in the mountains are covered with gravel, which is more beneficial to Shi Bao.

At the command of the little stone spirit, gravel flew all over the sky and condensed into countless stone slaves.

"Boom bang bang."

Every time the Stone Slave Army takes a step forward, the entire mountain will tremble.

"God will kill me!"

Seeing that defeat was inevitable, the King of Southwest drew his sword and committed suicide.

~~

"The King of the Southwest is dead!"

"We won!"

"The Mu family army is mighty!"

The soldiers who were fighting with the army were excited when they heard the news of the death of the King of Southwest. They waved their spears and cheered loudly.

"Great, the civil unrest is over."

"The people of Beichen will finally no longer have to suffer from the flames of war."

Murong Chen went with the army to the war and witnessed the cruelty of the war with his own eyes. He was very disgusted with the princes who provoked trouble.

"It's too early to tell now."

Mu Xueyan rode forward, smiling and teasing, "With the vassal kings causing chaos at home and the other countries eyeing you covetously, your throne is not secure."

"Ugh."

Murong Chen's good mood disappeared instantly after hearing this: "Miss Yan, to be honest, if it weren't for repaying your kindness and clearing the grievances of the Fuguogong Mansion, I really don't want to be the emperor and return to the torturous cage of the palace."