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

Wanyan suffered because of her, and Qing'er felt that she had to go and care for him no matter what.

When they arrived at the pharmacy, Qing'er saw Mu Wanyan writing seriously on the desk, without any signs of injury.

She felt even happier in her heart, Wan Yan’s martial arts level must be very high, otherwise how could he act like nothing happened after being hit by twenty military sticks?

She gently placed the food box on the table and said shyly, "Master Wan, Qing'er is here to see you."

"Oh, you scared me." Mu Wanyan looked at Qing'er, who was wearing heavy makeup, and almost thought she was here to seek revenge.

"What? Are you here to seek revenge so soon? Haven't you had enough centipedes? Do you want more?"

When Qing'er heard the word centipede, she felt disgusted, but she still grinned and said:

"Master Wan, you are joking. You just saved us. Qing'er is already grateful to you, so how could he take revenge on you?"

She shyly handed over a sachet, "Master Wan risked his life to save you. Your intention... Qing'er probably guessed it."

"I have been helpless since childhood and was born very ordinary. No man has ever treated me sincerely."

She leaned closer to Mu Wanyan, "Now that you have rescued Qing'er from danger, I will naturally follow you willingly."

Mu Wanyan: "Sister, I..."

Qing'er blocked Mu Wanyan's mouth with her slender fingers, "Shh, next time you come to the entertainment camp, Qing'er won't charge you any money."

Mu Wanyan frowned, feeling so sick that she wanted to die on the spot.

"Thank you for your kindness, sister."

She stood up and pushed away Qing'er who was pressing on her. "What a shame! I like men!"

Qing'er: "You..."

She cried softly, "Could he really be a traitor?"

Mu Wanyan bit her back teeth and tried not to laugh. "I saved you because I was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see you die."

"Go back safely, and don't forget to repay my kindness someday. I will remember it all."

Qing'er still didn't give up, and said shyly: "You... you really like men?"

Mu Wanyan nodded firmly, "I look like this, is it possible that I would be attracted to you girls?"

He patted his chest and said, "Is there any woman prettier than me?"

Qing'er's heart was broken, her eyes were filled with tears, and she wanted to take the sachet back.

When he covered his face and left, he couldn't bear to leave the box of food, so he turned around and took the box with him.

"Oh my God, Qing'er's life is so miserable."

"I finally found someone I liked, but she turned out to be a second-rate girl."

Mu Wanyan looked at Qing'er's figure going away and couldn't help laughing: "How stingy! He didn't even leave me a cake."

She picked up the drawing paper, shook her head, and continued to write tomorrow's alchemy plan.

Mu Wanyan, immersed in her pride, had no idea that on the other side of the door curtain, a happy smile was quietly climbing up onto someone's handsome face.

Gu Yeran's heart was beating like a drum and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

What did Wan Yan just say?

He said he likes men?

He actually likes men?

He actually likes men!

Gu Yeran put his hand on his heart. He was not into homosexuality, but if the other person was Wan Yan, it didn't seem impossible.

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The next day, the alchemy furnace was built, and Mu Wanyan finally started her journey of making medicine (poison).

She drove away all the soldiers assigned to her by Di Xiuyan and stayed alone in the open-air courtyard surrounded by fences and camp cloth, occasionally putting materials into the stove.

Jinsha Poison Powder is delicate and the production process is particularly complicated.

The wrong dosage, proportion, or even order of the medicine will directly affect the toxicity of the pill, thereby reducing the value of the Jinsha Poison Powder.

Mu Wanyan held a large iron spoon, calculated the time, and would stir it from time to time.

Although she had reached level five skill, her slender body soon became exhausted and sweaty.

Di Xiuyan was displeased to see that all the assistants assigned to Wan Yan were kicked out, so he went to the alchemy place alone to find out what was going on.

Wan Yan's vision is a little narrow. Does he really think that his Xuanwu Army would covet his poison formula?

Really stingy.

Soon, Di Xiuyan arrived at the alchemy place.

When he pushed open the wooden door and was about to scold him, he saw Wan Yan's small body, carrying a large iron spoon, busying around the alchemy furnace.

He frowned, his whole body drenched in sweat. Crystal clear beads of sweat slid from his forehead to his cheeks, from his cheeks to his collarbone, and then completely sank into his collar until they disappeared.

He didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his face, he just wrote and drew on paper, and then continued to feed the materials.

The small face was smoked red by the stove, and the thin and pitiful body was steamed by the heat and was tilted and shaky.

Wan Yan was like a tireless mule, working non-stop to refine the purest elixir.

Di Xiuyan swallowed all the words of blame he wanted to say, fearing that there wouldn't be another soldier in the entire military camp who was so self-conscious and dedicated.

There was a trace of heartache in his eyes. Such a slender body, and such a hardworking and simple character...

It would be great if he was a woman, he would definitely be able to carry a lot of the beauty of the world!

When Mu Wanyan looked up, she saw Di Xiuyan looking at her with disgusting eyes. She was startled and quickly pushed him out.

"Ah, my lord, you cannot come here."

"Get out quickly, or you'll be suffocated by the heat."

Di Xiuyan looked at the tightly closed wooden door and frowned in displeasure.

How can a grown man be so stingy?

Even if I stand there for a while, he won't agree?

I haven't even gone up to take a look at the alchemy furnace yet, but I was chased away by him?

Is this still my military camp?

Di Xiuyan was displeased. He had just thought that Wan Yan was simple and hardworking. Haha, it seemed that he had spoken too early.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I was stopped by a pleasant voice.

"Your Majesty——"

Mu Wanyan hurriedly ran out of the house and took out a thick mask made of gauze.

"Your Majesty, you can come in and see it if you wear this."

He smiled widely, with beads of sweat on his face. He tiptoed gently and slowly put the mask on Di Xiuyan's handsome yet angry face.

Di Xiuyan's heart softened instantly, and he bent down to make it easier for Mu Wanyan to operate.

The slender jade fingers, like cool jade, inadvertently slid across Di Xiuyan's sensitive earlobe.

The extremely sweet breath sprayed freely on Di Xiuyan's neck and was blown into his nose by the wind.

The soft body, swaying from side to side, seemed to touch his strong muscles...

boom--

Di Xiuyan felt as if every pore on his body had exploded and he felt an electric shock all over his body.

The woman who helped him detoxify that night was not enough to arouse such a great fanaticism in him.

He suddenly wanted to hug 'him' tightly in his arms.

"Wan Yan, you..." He held Mu Wanyan's wrist.

Is Wan Yan seducing me?

Mu Wanyan didn't notice anything strange about Di Xiuyan at all, and led him into the house by holding his wrist.

"The house is full of poisonous gas. It's dangerous if you don't wear a mask."

She took him to the alchemy furnace and pointed at the raw materials inside and gave a detailed introduction one by one.

After the introduction, she led Di Xiuyan to sit next to the desk and handed him a thick booklet filled with small characters.

"Hey, this is the recipe for the Golden Sand Poison Powder. I have written down the ingredients, amounts, proportions, and reactants clearly."

"Once I have finished making this batch of pills, Your Majesty can order people to replicate them in this way in the future."

Her eyes curved into a crescent shape. "But remember to have all the alchemists wear masks. They can't just barge in like you did, or they'll definitely get poisoned."

"Wan Yan——" Di Xiuyan's throat tightened, and he once again had the urge to hug him.

He thought the other party was stingy and small-minded, and even blamed him a little.

However, it was not until he saw this prescription which was so detailed that it could not be more detailed that he realized that he had evil intentions and had been judging others by his own standards.

Wan Yan is very noble.

The deepest string in his heart was plucked, and he felt that the man in front of him was so handsome, both inside and out, all met his aesthetic standards.

His body felt a little hot, and the god-like Emperor Xiuyan actually had some strange thoughts beside the alchemy furnace.

How nice it would be if 'he' were a woman!

Suddenly, Di Xiuyan's handsome brows furrowed as he discovered a serious problem: