In the twenty-six years of Mu Xingfeng's life, he had carried out various missions, big and small, but rarely stumbled, and the two times he fell, it was this girl who saved him.
This was the blessing he had cultivated over several lifetimes to encounter such a wonderful her, who repeatedly helped him turn danger into safety.
The fate in the dark brought him joy and touched him deeply.
An Ran leaned against Mu Xingfeng's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. She knew that every word he said was true.
In Mu Xingfeng's world, he would not allow himself to suffer even a little grievance. If she couldn't handle it, he would vent her anger for her. As long as she didn't suffer grievances, he would bear everything for her.
It was this way in the Imperial City, and it was the same in Nan'an.
