eurekapd Chapter 109: She was mad at me and cried?
Chapter 109: She was mad at me and cried?
In the dream, the person who was with me in East Lake today turned into Mu Wanyan——
"Yan Yan, kiss me!"
Mu Wanyan: "Your Majesty, this, this, you..."
Pei Mochen: "I'll let you kiss me, right now!"
Mu Wanyan was stunned. She completely surrendered to Pei Mochen's damn charm.
She stretched out her arms, put them around Pei Mochen's neck and kissed him.
Pei Mochen's eyes went dark and he felt like the top of his head had been lifted again.
"Not enough, come again."
Mu Wanyan excitedly trembled from her nose and cried, "Prince, I love you."
Pei Mochen in the dream: "Yan Yan, keep kissing me."
Mu Wanyan: "Yeah."
She: "My Lord, I love you, I love you very much, I love you especially."
Pei Mochen's eyes became hot and tears fell down.
He: "Yan Yan, I knew you were interested in me."
After saying that, he pointed to the location of the pavilion and reminded:
"Yan Yan, be more reserved. Di Xiuyan is watching us in the pavilion right now."
Mu Wanyan in the dream ignored him and raised her chin high. "Humph, don't worry about him."
Wenrou said: "I don't like the Regent. There will always be only Mo Chen in my heart!"
Pei Mochen was deeply moved, and tears continued to fall like a flood that broke through the dam.
"Yan Yan's vision is very good!"
Pei Mochen thought: Besides his handsome looks, tenth-level martial arts ability, being good at fighting, and being rich enough to rival an entire country, what other advantages does Di Xiuyan have?
Then, in his dream, he asked Mu Wanyan in a very serious tone: "Who is more beautiful, me or Di Xiuyan?"
Mu Wanyan's eyes were filled with disbelief, and she answered without hesitation: "You are so beautiful, how can Emperor Xiuyan compare to you?" (Quote: "Zou Ji's Advice to the King of Qi")
Pei Mochen was relieved, and his usual inferiority and unwillingness to accept the defeat disappeared at this moment.
Praise: "Yan Yan's vision is unmatched!"
Then, the picture quickly changed and the scene in the dream changed again.
Songshan Pavilion.
"Xiaoguai, why are you kneeling in the outer hall?"
Mu Wanyan wiped her tears and said, "Because Your Majesty dislikes the strong smell of the ointment on my body, it makes you unable to sleep."
"That's why you made me kneel here, Your Majesty. Yanyan is guilty."
Pei Mochen frowned and quickly helped the man up.
He rebuked, "Nonsense, Yanyan smells the best, how could this king dislike you?"
Mu Wanyan said pitifully: "In that case, can I go to the prince's bedroom? I'll sit on the chair and watch Mo Chen fall asleep."
Pei Mochen smiled and said, "Very good, I feel at ease with you by my side."
In the dream, the night was deep again.
Mu Wanyan: "Your Majesty, please let me sleep on the step bed next to you. I want to be closer to you."
Pei Mochen: "Excellent, this will make it easier for me to travel back and forth."
After a while, the time in the dream had reached the late night.
Mu Wanyan: "Your Majesty, can you let me get on your couch?" Pei Mochen: "Yanyan, can you get on my couch?"
As soon as the words fell, the two smiled at each other.
Although we don't have the wings of a phoenix, we are connected in spirit. I didn't expect that they would speak in unison at this moment. (Quote: Li Shangyin's "Untitled: Last Night's Stars, Last Night's Wind")
It turns out that men and women in love can think of everything together.
Soon, Mu Wanyan ran towards Pei Mochen.
At this point, Pei Mochen's wish for several days was finally fully realized in his dream.
The next day, at noon, Pei Mochen showed no intention of getting up.
In the dream, Mu Wanyan was still whispering softly in his ear, holding him back and refusing to let him go.
Pei Mochen laughed and said to the air: "Be good, I will do whatever you say."
As a result, the third prince, who always got up early, slept until lunch time.
Xian Nanzhen was only separated from him by a wall, and Pei Mochen's embarrassing sleep talking last night made her feel sick.
She couldn't hear clearly which little fairy's name King Chen was calling, but it was very ambiguous.
Xiannanzhen's legs were numb from kneeling and she couldn't straighten her back, but she didn't dare to move.
Pei Mochen was drowsy all the time, and even after the servants helped him change his clothes, a satisfied smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.
I was admiring gold, silver and jewelry along the way, but I had no idea what happened last night. Was it a dream or reality?
Until the gentle and elegant Third Prince, with his brisk steps, walked towards the outer hall in high spirits.
"What is it? It scared me?"
There was a man kneeling in the corner of the hall.
Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were dark, her face was visibly pale, and her lips were horribly red.
At this moment, she was wiping tears from herself unwillingly.
Pei Mochen was horrified, "What the hell?"
Looking more carefully, oh, it turned out to be Xian Nanzhen with her eyes red from crying.
At this point, the dream is shattered.
All the satisfaction disappeared in an instant.
With a frown on his face, he said with disdain, "Get up and clean up. Come out when you are done, and don't scare the people in this palace."
Xian Nanzhen wiped away her tears and staggered to pay her respects.
This was her second day in Prince Chen's Mansion, and she had not enjoyed any of the splendor and wealth, and she herself became a waste.
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In the evening, a luxurious carriage was parked at the entrance of an alley not far from Prince Chen's Mansion.
The carriage was filled with sword energy, so no one outside could hear any sound from inside the carriage.
Di Xiuyan held her in his arms, kissed away the color of her lip balm, and then reluctantly let her go.
"Yan Yan, tomorrow's Nether Grass poison..." He held her back again before leaving.
Mu Wanyan was shocked and asked in confusion: "Wasn't the Nether Grass poison cured last night and today?"
Di Xiuyan pretended to be innocent, "No, on the contrary, because of last night and today, the poison has become more severe."
He looked at Mu Wanyan with some embarrassment, "My power cannot be reduced any further."
A pitiful and aggrieved little expression.
Mu Wanyan pursed her lips and said nothing. After a long while, she patted Prince Zheng's big shoulder with heartache. "I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position. I'll find a way to come out tomorrow."
Di Xiuyan: "Well, this promise of yours is what I want."
-
By the time Mu Wanyan returned to Jianjia Pavilion, holding her waist and with her legs uncontrollably resting, it was already time for dinner.
Xiang Qin: "Master, Xian Nanzhen stayed at Songshan Pavilion last night."
She looked at Mu Wanyan and said, "The way she walked today is exactly the same as you are now, Master."
Mu Wanyan nodded slightly, "Of course, I understand her very well."
He fell on the bed and said, "Don't call me for dinner tonight. I want to have a good sleep."
As luck would have it, as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Shunzi's androgynous voice rang out from outside the courtyard:
"Princess Mu, the prince asks you to move to the dining hall. He wants to have dinner with you."
Mu Wanyan got up cursing, not even bothering to put on makeup, and followed Xiao Shunzi with Xiang Qin.
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Dining room.
"Yan Yan is here?"
While greeting Mu Wanyan, Pei Mochen leaned sideways and elegantly fed Xian Nanzhen soup.
The exquisite white porcelain spoon was gently turned in the hands of the most noble Third Prince of Dafeng Kingdom. Following the royal dining etiquette, he elegantly and delicately put the food into Xian Nanzhen's cherry-like...bloody little mouth one spoonful at a time.
Xian Nanzhen's tongue was almost numbed by the soup, but she still had to smile and cooperate with Pei Mochen in feeding her.
"Your Highness, let me do it myself." Lord Dian, thank you so much.
"Xian'er, let me help you." Dianni, this is the only value you have.
Xian Nanzhen: Pei Mochen, go to hell.
Pei Mochen: If you don’t cooperate with me, I will be in the mass grave tomorrow.
Mu Wanyan sat down, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating slowly.
"Xian'er, is your waist still tired?" Pei Mochen's low voice sounded in the dining hall.
His eyes fell ambiguously on Xian Nanzhen's pale little face, and his eyes were full of doting.
Xian Nanzhen shuddered suddenly and said, "No, not tired, not at all."
It's not that she's not tired, she just doesn't dare to say she's tired. She knelt in the outer hall all night last night, how could she not be tired?
Pei Mochen: "Hmm? Not tired?"
Xiannanzhen: ??? Damn it, do you want me to say I’m tired or not?
Realizing that Pei Mochen was going to put on a show in front of Mu Wanyan, Xian Nanzhen showed a shyness that was uglier than crying.
"Tired, very tired, Xian'er's legs are still weak now." Damn, are you satisfied with this?
Pei Mochen: “Hmm——” This answer satisfies me.
He smiled, but glanced at Mu Wanyan. "Xian'er, I'll ask the imperial physician to prescribe some ointment for you tonight, okay?"
Mu Wanyan's face changed. What's the name of the ointment? Can you tell her? She also wants to know.
Only those who have experienced it know how much she needs it at this moment—Di Xiuyan, with full martial arts level and as strong as a yak.
Pei Mochen was very satisfied with Mu Wanyan's performance at the moment and felt extremely happy.
The slender fingers stroked Xian Nanzhen's black hair again, and asked in a deliberately misleading tone:
"Xian'er, do you need me to help you apply it? Hmm?"
Mu Wanyan: "Puff——"
She raised her head and finally couldn't help reminding him, "Your Highness, there are still many little girls in the dining hall who haven't reached the age of marriage yet. You——"
Could you please be more careful when you speak?
Pei Mochen felt happy, and his damn desire to win was ignited again.
He raised the corners of his lips, ready to continue attacking.
As soon as he looked up, he found that Mu Wanyan's beautiful peach blossom eyes were red and wet. Her beautiful face was not made up at all, and her lips were so pale that it made people feel distressed.
Oh no, Yanyan must have cried a lot just now.
Are you mad at him?
Pei Mochen's heart stagnated. Did Yanyan really misunderstand me and Xiannanzhen? Did she get so angry at me that she cried?