The prince dotes on his wife: a reborn peasant woman is not easy to mess with

Seemingly in disbelief, Lan Shi shouted in a low voice: "Songling! Do you really dare to hurt me?!"

Song Ling just turned a deaf ear and said coldly: "I only listen to the master's orders. I will listen to what the girl says, and you -"

His men intensified their efforts, with a look of murderous intent, "Lan Shi, go back. Don't disturb the master and his wife's gathering here, otherwise you won't want to know the consequences."

With such words, Lan Shi could only follow Song Ling and leave, no matter how reluctant she was. She did not forget to glare at Zhou Xiaoyuan before leaving.

It's a pity that Zhou Xiaoyuan completely ignored her meaning.

From the moment Songling's horizontal knife was aimed at her, a smart person should have known that someone was out, and if it wasn't Zhou Xiaoyuan, then it was naturally only Lan Shi.

But thinking about this sudden scene, Zhou Xiaoyuan was inevitably a little unhappy. She leaned over and took Xia Yechen's hand, and said suspiciously: "You really don't remember anything? Is the wine so good?"

Who doesn’t go crazy or talk nonsense when they’re drunk, and just sit here in a daze? Could it be that the saying that people tell the truth after drinking is a lie?

Zhou Xiaoyuan was puzzled and leaned over to stare into Xia Yechen's eyes.

At first glance, the man's head hit her.

Zhou Xiaoyuan was caught off guard and subconsciously supported Xia Yechen. Just as she was about to say something, she saw the man reach out and grab the wine bottle on the table, muttering: "Everything that's fake is fake..."

What do you mean it's all fake? This person only saw himself just now. Is he saying that he is fake?

Zhou Xiaoyuan was a little unhappy. She reached out and grabbed the wine bottle and said, "I like drinking so much? Then I'm not allowed to drink."

The man seemed unable to hear clearly what she was saying.

She thoughtfully snatched the wine bottle from her hand, but her strength was amazing. Zhou Xiaoyuan couldn't help but cry out in pain, and couldn't help but complain a little more.

Just as he was talking, Xia Yechen's movements suddenly stopped. He looked stunned, but subconsciously held Zhou Xiaoyuan's hand.

For a moment, Zhou Xiaoyuan wondered if he was sober.

But the next moment she knew she was wrong. Xia Yechen pulled hard, and Zhou Xiaoyuan leaned over directly. The man lay in front of her, his chest shaking.

It seemed that he was talking about something, but she couldn't hear clearly from the distance. Zhou Xiaoyuan was trying to break free from his hand, but she didn't expect that Xia Yechen was so strong that she couldn't break free at all. Zhou Xiaoyuan had a headache and couldn't figure out what this man wanted to do. What, he simply sat down next to him.

After sitting down, the man seemed to be comforted. He raised his head blankly and said obediently: "Yuanyuan...it's you. I didn't admit my mistake. I won't admit my mistake..."

As he spoke, his hand tightened again. Fortunately, this time Zhou Xiaoyuan had expected it and followed the force and hid in Xia Yechen's arms.

Only then did I finally hear clearly what he was mumbling.

He was thinking about the past, talking about his regrets, and calling out Zhou Xiaoyuan's name from time to time, asking her in a low voice: "Actually, you hate me, right?"

Zhou Xiaoyuan opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer. She thought that maybe she shouldn't answer for the original owner, but she also felt that she was the original owner now, so why couldn't she answer?

Is this really the case? Zhou Xiaoyuan couldn't understand. The sense of morality and love pulled at her heart. She had already entered the role, but the original owner...

Until now, she couldn't even give a complete answer.

In fact, what Xia Yechen suspected before was that

, or he should admit this matter and transfer the guilt of this matter to Xia Yechen.

It was originally his fault. It was him who abandoned his wife and children. Even if he had difficulties, what could he do? After all, it was him who escaped and refused to face those people, which was why the original owner suffered so much, was tortured and finally passed away. Was this why he was picked up by her?

But after inheriting the body of the original owner, he also inherited his emotions. At this time, Zhou Xiaoyuan could no longer tell whose emotions the pity and distress that surged up in her body belonged to.

All she knew was that Xia Yechen was so drunk and muttering about his helplessness and misery. Everything made her feel extremely distressed.

Zhou Xiaoyuan pursed her lips, but she couldn't help it after all.

She huddled in Xia Yechen's arms, as if escaping, and whispered her biggest secret, "Actually, what you guessed before was right."

"I was not her originally, I just took over her body... But I didn't do anything wrong. Why does God punish me like this? Why do I fall in love with you?"

She didn't want to be the original owner's substitute, but now she relied on the original owner even for her survival. Everything was a clear deal.

Zhou Xiaoyuan asked herself, is she really qualified to choose?

Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. It is rare for two people to hug each other, but they talk about their own worries. No one can hear what they are whispering in a low voice. The night becomes the best listener.

At the end, Zhou Xiaoyuan couldn't bear it anymore. She stood up and took the wine on the table, and gave Xia Yechen a sip first.

Then he drank it all down.

Xia Yechen, who was soothed by the wine, was rarely quiet.

He stopped thinking casually and just looked at Zhou Xiaoyuan. His eyes were clearly not focused yet, but he still looked at her stubbornly.

Zhou Xiaoyuan didn't notice this. She felt depressed because of the scene, and the original joy of eating hot pot was wiped out because of this.

She just wants to drink now. Like Xia Yechen, getting drunk is the best way to relieve a thousand worries.

I don’t know how long it took, but the hot pot in the yard had long since dispersed, and the servants had all gone back to rest. Yingmei waited and waited, but never saw Zhou Xiaoyuan come back.

She was anxious, even though Princess Jialun said when she came back that the prince was not angry, she would inevitably have random thoughts when she was alone.

Yingmei thought about it again and again, and finally decided to get up and go find Zhou Xiaoyuan.

As a result, while searching like this, she happened to run into Song Ling who had finished dealing with Lan. Yingmei didn't know what he was doing, but her expression suddenly changed when she looked at the direction he came from, and she said nervously: "Isn't Miss Zhou with the prince? Miss Zhou?" Where did you go with the prince? Nothing will happen, right?"

Only then did Song Ling realize that Zhou Xiaoyuan had not brought the prince back to the bedroom. His expression tightened and he quickly took Yingmei to find the pavilion. Fortunately, when they arrived, Zhou Xiaoyuan and Xia Yechen were still there.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Yingmei reacted the fastest, ran over to help Zhou Xiaoyuan, and whispered: "Girl, we should go back."

Zhou Xiaoyuan was already drunk at this moment, and she didn't move for a long time.

Yingmei had no choice but to stretch out her hand, but before anyone could help her up, Xia Yechen next to her suddenly looked fierce and growled: "Let her go!"

Yingmei was afraid of hurting the drunk Zhou Xiaoyuan, so she moved very gently, but Xia Yechen had no scruples.

So next week Xiaoyuan lay back in the man's arms. This scene was so ambiguous that Yingmei immediately let go of her hand, feeling extremely shy.