Chapter 95: I'm Not Blood-related?

Another side.

Mu Xianyan tidied herself up and came out, just bumping into Mu Xin, who was preparing to go to the academy. Her eyes lit up: 'Mu Xin!'

Mu Xin instinctively turned his head.

Mu Xianyan lifted the hem of her light pink skirt and hurried forward; the roadside lights fell on her slightly lifted linen-colored curls.

Even her tone became excited: 'Are you going to the academy? I also happen to need to go practice piano in the music room; shall we go together?'

Mu Xin's steps didn't stop; his icy blue eyes looked ahead, his voice still lacking warmth: 'Not on the way.'

He has always disliked unrelated people disrupting his schedule.

Even if the other party claimed the identity of 'cousin sister,' he never made an exception.

The two bodyguards silently blocked his left and right sides.

Mu Xianyan was long used to his coldness; seeing him speak, she quickly curled the corners of her mouth again, following closely at his side.

'Would it be alright if I accompany you to the car? I recently practiced a new violin piece these past few weeks, and I played it at the banquet as well—this is the piece you mentioned before…'

'Wait until I've practiced it well and play it for you, okay?'

Mu Xin's expression was indifferent: 'No time.'

Mu Xianyan wasn't discouraged by the rejection; like a tireless little sparrow, she chattered on about the amusing incidents she'd encountered at recent competitions.

Trying to make him smile.

Song Zeyi and Song Ze'er had long grown accustomed to it.

Mu Xin's expression didn't change.

Mu Xianyan talked all the way; seeing Mu Xin had no reaction, she too had grown used to it.

She bit her lip, suddenly recalling something, and said eagerly: 'By the way, next month the M Guo International Violin Invitational— the organizers invited me to be a guest, Qing An is also in M Guo, you should go……'

'Not going.' Without waiting for her to finish, Mu Xin directly refused, his tone without the slightest hesitation.

He prefers quiet and has always disliked joining any lively occasions.

Only when it concerns Youbao, his maternal grandfather, or some brother or friend would he go.

Mu Xianyan's words stuck in her throat; she couldn't get out the latter half, 'Let's go take a look together.'

She gazed at Mu Xin's upright back, feeling as if something were blocking her chest, heavy and dull.

Only when they reached the car did Mu Xin stop, step aside, and his gaze fall on her face.

His tone flat: 'Mu Xianyan, you don't need to be so concerned about me.'

He has always addressed her by her full name, unlike others at home, including her maternal grandfather, who would affectionately call her 'Yanyan'.

Mu Xianyan had long been used to it, but hearing this now her heart still sank sharply, the silk handkerchief at her fingertips crumpling.

She forced herself to stay calm and said: 'We are cousin siblings; if I'm not good to you, who should I be good to?'

Speaking, her gaze fell on the emblem on Mu Xin's chest.

That was the emblem of the Peiweika Family.

As her maternal grandfather's non-blood-related granddaughter, she also had one, only the color differed.

Everyone in the manor also addressed her as 'Miss Yan'.

She had always known that the title 'eldest young lady' was meant for her female cousin.

She had looked at Mu Xin's emblem countless times.

Before, she would always find excuses to draw near under the pretense of siblinghood, but each time she met his cold gaze, the words on her lips would swallow back.

Mu Xin's tone remained calm: 'We are not cousin siblings; we have no blood relation.'

Hearing Mu Xin's words, Mu Xianyan widened her eyes: 'We are cousin siblings!'

How could cousin siblings possibly have no blood relation!

Although…… her brother Mu Xianqi, when she came to Y Guo, would always make time to accompany her on outings, often pointing at a mountain.

He would also reminisce: 'Yanyan, you were previously picked up by brother from there……'

As she grew up, Mu Xianqi often said: 'Yanyan, brother previously picked you up when you were so small, and now you've grown so large.'

Back then she only took it as a joke, and even laughed while hitting him.

Outside, people had indeed said she was an adopted daughter, but she thought it was just jealous gossip from outsiders and never believed it!

Moreover, friends had told her that her brother had early on said she was an adopted daughter, and she also didn't believe……

But now, Mu Xin stood before her, those icy blue eyes holding no trace of jest.

Mu Xianyan couldn't help but suspect who was real and who was fake.

Mu Xin did not avoid her gaze, continuing: 'We are not; his uncle never married, twenty years ago he adopted Qige, you were picked up by Qige—didn't Qige tell you the truth?'

That shouldn't be……

The people of the Mu and Song families all know this deep down, but they never speak of it outright.

Mu Xianqi had previously told him this, and Mu Xianyan knew she was adopted.

Mu Xianyan paused: 'What truth?'

Mu Xin added: 'You have no blood relation with anyone in the Mu Family, not even a distant relative.'

Mu Xin would hardly use this to scare her for no reason, and he rarely lies.

So, upon hearing it, Mu Xianyan involuntarily staggered back a step.

She now finally understood why she and Mu Xianqi were unlike anyone in the Mu Family.

She now finally understood why Mu Xianqi had not been suppressed.

Combining what friends had said, perhaps it was still the brother who had released the information……

She now finally understood why her maternal grandfather, father, and brother had always taught her:

Don't worry about blood relations; as long as we're in the same household, we'll always be family.

"I... I'm not blood-related?" she opened her mouth, voice soft as a whisper.

Just then, a clear, warm male voice called out: "A Xin!"

Mu Xianyan saw Jun Chenling arrive, mechanically performed a salute: "Your Highness Xun Li, are you well?"

As the words fell, she didn't wait for Jun Chenling's response, turned and hurried away.

Jun Chenling wondered: "What's wrong with her?"

Mu Xin's expression remained calm, as if the conversation just now had never happened.

He raised his hand to open the car door, turned his head toward Jun Chenling, and lightly shifted the topic: "I thought you had already arrived at the academy."

That person has nothing to do with Jun Chenling; he doesn't intend to bring it up further.

Only then did Jun Chenling say: "No, my father just called for me!"

"Let's go." Mu Xin got into the car.

As Mu Youyu left the king's banquet hall, she saw Jiang Liangjin and Mu Xi standing not far away, side by side with their legs tucked.

Moonlight fell on them, and inexplicably a hint of harmony arose from their mutual dislike.

She first waved at them, then called out: "Second brother! A Jin!"

Upon seeing her, both simultaneously straightened their legs.

Mu Youyu then started running.

Mu Xi helplessly lifted his leg to go, but was a step slower than Jiang Liangjin.

Jiang Liangjin almost instantly strode forward with his long legs, reached out and steadily supported her arm: "Go slow, don't fall."

Mu Youyu steadied herself with his support, lifted her head and smiled at him: "I'm not a little kid; I wouldn't fall that easily."

Mu Xi beside them, seeing their clasped hands, lightly coughed to break the atmosphere: "Grandpa didn't ask you to stay longer?"

He stepped forward, took the coat prepared by the bodyguard, and draped it over his sister: "The night wind is strong; you're lightly dressed, don't catch a cold."

"I stayed, but I thought you were still waiting, so I didn't linger." Mu Youyu let go of Jiang Liangjin's hand and instead grabbed her brother's.

"Got it, second brother!"

Just as Mu Xi's fingertip touched his sister's coat zipper, Jiang Liangjin silently took over the action.

Because she was still wearing formal attire, Jiang Liangjin didn't zip it all the way up.

His gaze fell on Mu Youyu's ear tip, slightly red from the wind, and he softened his voice: "Next time you come out, remember to wear an extra layer; it's a few degrees cooler outside than inside at night."

In Y Guo, the temperature difference between early and late July is large, but the royal palace keeps the climate control on year-round.

Mu Youyu blinked, about to nod, when Mu Xi reached out and ruffled her hair: "You're reminding me? Youbao was still in her formal wear and hadn't had time to change… and didn't you see I'd already prepared a coat?"

Saying that, he glanced sideways at Jiang Liangjin: "As for some people, they came all the way from the domestic interior, didn't even bring a spare coat for her—never mind not bringing one…"

He drew out his tone, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Liangjin's empty hands: "After not seeing each other for so long, you didn't even bring a gift for Youbao?"

Jiang Liangjin smiled: "Xi brother, I prepared a gift for Youbao."

Mu Youyu exclaimed "Wow!" "What is it?"

Mu Xi didn't wait for her sister to step forward, but pulled her back protectively: "What about my older brother's?"

Jiang Liangjin had already prepared: "I brought Xi brother's as well."

Mu Youyu grew even more curious: "What is it?"