On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Mu Wanyan: "The sun will rise tomorrow. Your Majesty, will you accompany me to enjoy the sunrise?"

She looked docile and obedient again, which made Pei Mochen mistakenly believe that Mu Wanyan must have not gotten her accent right just now.

……

After Pei Mochen and Chunmei left, Mu Wanyan first found someone who knew the business to carefully check the gold hairpin that Pei Mochen had just given her.

After finding that there was nothing wrong with it, I put it on my head with confidence.

Then, remembering her date tomorrow, she called Xiangqin over again.

"Xiangqin, please help me sew a purse. Call me when you are done."

Xiang Qin was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and soon brought out needle and thread and some fine brocade.

"Master, what do you want to put inside the purse? Spices or pearls?"

Mu Wanyan thought seriously for a moment, and suddenly, she revealed a sly smile.

"Go, help me get the pearl necklace that Concubine Xiao gave me."

"Such a precious red musk bead, I don't know how much fine material is used, how can I use it alone?"

"It would be a bit unreasonable for me not to let Pei Mochen enjoy some of his mother's blessings."

Soon, Xiangqin brought a specially made small stone box, which was very well sealed.

Xiang Qin opened the stone box, gently took out the red musk beads from it and placed them in Mu Wanyan's hand.

"My Lady, how many beads do you want to put in your purse? I'll sew them in right away."

Mu Wanyan loosened the string, took off a dozen beads, and put the necklace back on. (She kept the beads for other uses.)

"Please sew these dozen beads into the purse, and remind me when you are almost done."

There are a dozen musk beads. If her damn husband wears them every day, it will at least affect his reproductive function, right?

Haha, it would be great if dog men were infertile.

In her previous life, Mu Wanyan had also given purses or sachets as gifts, but they were filled with the finest spices and ornaments. She had sewed them all by herself, never asking anyone else to do it for her.

She even got her hands full of needle pricks because of this, and it hurt when they got wet. It's really ironic thinking about it now.

……

After coming back to her senses, Xiang Qin had sewed the purse skillfully in a short while.

It is small and exquisite, as if revealing the thoughts of a woman.

Mu Wanyan took it, turned around and picked up the needle and thread, and casually embroidered the word "Chen" on the purse. She didn't even correct the wrong stitches, and was too lazy to spend more time on the scumbag.

"Alright, this way you can regard it as something I sewed myself."

"Xiangqin, please take the purse away. I will give it to Pei Mochen when we watch the sunrise tomorrow."

Thinking that she had to get up early tomorrow, Mu Wanyan fell headfirst onto the bed.

"Oh, that's annoying. I won't be rude anymore."

-

The next morning, Pei Mochen got up very early.

He carefully selected a black robe, took a bath and changed his clothes, and tied up his black hair carefully. He looked energetic and handsome.

I arrived at the agreed location early and found that Mu Wanyan had been standing in the morning light for a long time.

"Yan Yan——" Pei Mochen strode over and called her by her nickname affectionately.

When you go on a date with a girl for the first time, you can't help but feel excited.

Mu Wanyan bowed to him, and the first thing she did was to take out her purse and virtuously hang it around Pei Mochen's waist.

"Your Highness gave me a pearl hairpin yesterday, and I was very touched."

"I specially sewed a small purse overnight, thinking I would give it to you when I see the prince today."

As Mu Wanyan spoke, she did not forget to spread out her white and soft palms, which had several obvious needle holes on them, which looked particularly glaring.

"Yan Yan——" Pei Mochen was moved again and wanted to hold Mu Wanyan's hand, but she pretended to be shy and dodged.

The secret would naturally be revealed if observed closely. These needle holes were made by Mu Wanyan early in the morning when Xiang Qin took some chicken blood and dotted them one by one with a brush.

I put so much thought into this, how could Pei Mochen easily see through it?

Pei Mochen was filled with emotion. While he admired the splendor of the morning light, he also realized that even the golden light could not match Mu Wanyan's beauty.

As for Mu Wanyan, she had already developed a physical disgust towards scumbag men. As long as he came closer, she would involuntarily get goose bumps.

Breathing is difficult and the body trembles slightly.

Pei Mochen noticed something was wrong with Mu Wanyan and felt very happy.

She must like me, otherwise why would she be so excited when he approached her?

As he thought about it, Pei Mochen couldn't help feeling guilty.

The crooked word "Chen" embroidered by Mu Wanyan inexplicably pierced his heart.

What a silly girl! Her needlework is so bad, yet she still wants to imitate ordinary girls and give a purse to her husband.

I guess Mu Wanyan must have stayed up all night, with red eyes, to embroider this exquisite purse, right?

It must be painful with so many needle holes on your fingers.

Looking at Mu Wanyan's beautiful profile, Pei Mochen couldn't help but think that if Mu Wanyan wasn't a spy, it would be great. If she was just a girl from an ordinary family, he would definitely favor her. Even if he found Luo Luo in the future, he would still give Mu Wanyan a place in the palace.

Unfortunately, she came here for marriage, and he really wanted to kill her, but he was attracted to her all the time.

What to do? He was really confused.

"Your Majesty, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to show off my own things, so I put a few pearls that your mother gave me a few days ago in my purse."

"If Your Majesty carries the purse with him every day, he will be able to think of me and my mother, and he will be happy."

Mu Wanyan gave Pei Mochen a heads-up in advance, thinking that if her purse accidentally broke one day and the red musk beads leaked out, she could still find a reason to pretend to be innocent.

Pei Mochen had no idea that Xiao Rong was as cruel and ruthless as himself, and had already murdered Mu Wanyan a long time ago.

He touched his purse happily and said with a smile, "My beloved concubine is thoughtful. I will definitely carry it with me every day."

Pei Mochen gently embraced Mu Wanyan's arm, feeling the cool morning breeze, refreshing and peaceful.

Mu Wanyan stood expressionlessly beside Pei Mochen, breathing the same air as him. She only felt that the morning breeze was dirty, cold, depressing, dull and unbearable.

-

At the same time, Hua Wuzui had been giving acupuncture to Pei Yuzhu for five consecutive days.

Xiang Qin did not continue to poison, so the rash on Pei Yuzhu's body has completely disappeared, revealing her originally delicate and white skin.

It was not until now that Hua Wuzui was willing to look at Princess Dafeng straight in the eye. A few days ago, he really felt that he was about to get styes.