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

I seem to miss him a little.

Will he come tomorrow?

-

Early the next morning.

Pei Mochen, who had lost a lot of weight, stepped into Mu Wanyan's Jianjia Pavilion in the morning mist.

He was wearing a black suit, with some dark stubble marks on his cheeks, and a hint of fatigue on his elegant and cold face.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Mu Wanyan bowed quickly.

"Yan Yan." Pei Mochen immediately held her wrist, "No need to be polite."

"The King is not at home recently. Are you living well alone?" His expression was full of concern and his handsome eyes were full of tenderness.

If people don’t know, they would think how much Prince Chen loves his princess.

Mu Wanyan: "I'm doing very well."

There is nothing better than you're not with me.

It would be better if you never came back.

The disdain in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and when he looked up again, Mu Wanyan had changed her expression to one of worry.

"It's just that I miss you every day, Your Majesty, and I'm worried that you're not having a good time in the palace."

She pretended to be virtuous and helped Pei Mochen tidy up his clothes, with deep affection in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Are you tired from copying the scriptures by hand? Are your legs still swollen from kneeling?"

"Did your Highness eat, sleep and rest well?"

"Yan Yan." Pei Mochen was moved and held Mu Wanyan's hand.

"Yan Yan, your mother punished you to learn the Dafeng etiquette that day and made you kneel for so long. You suffered."

Mu Wanyan shook her head, "It's not bitter. Compared to the prince, it's really nothing."

She spoke affectionately, and by the time she got to the second half of the sentence, she was so happy that she almost wanted to laugh.

He quickly turned his back, raised five fingers and pretended to wipe away his tears.

When their eyes met again, Mu Wanyan's face was already filled with distress.

"Your Highness has really suffered in the past twenty days. You have lost weight."

Pei Mochen looked at Mu Wanyan's virtuous face, listening to her gentle words and caring attitude towards him.

His Adam's apple rolled involuntarily and he took a step closer.

"Yan Yan, I haven't seen you for 20 days. You have become even more beautiful."

The beauty is just one step away from you.

If she wasn't a spy, Pei Mochen might have hugged her in his arms immediately.

Mu Wanyan was so beautiful and exactly what he wanted. He really wanted to make her his real woman with the fragrance filling the room.

Mu Wanyan had already sensed Pei Mochen's burning gaze and knew that he was daydreaming and acting like a jerk again.

So, she adjusted her hair and took a step back casually.

"That's because I take the tonic you sent me every day."

Snake venom flower is really delicious.

at this time--

"Princess, your tonic has been delivered. It's time for you to take it again."

Chunmei's affected voice sounded outside the door at the right time.

As Chunmei's footsteps approached, Pei Mochen felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Mu Wanyan takes and drinks Snake Venom Flower every day.

He wanted to stroke Mu Wanyan's beautiful cheek with his hand. She would probably die soon, and he would not see her again soon, right?

Seeing Mu Wanyan smiling at him innocently, he wanted to bring some medicine.

Pei Mochen felt a pang of grief in his heart and quickly took a step forward.

"Yan Yan——"

Mu Wanyan: “Hmm?” Why was her scumbag husband reluctant to let her drink poison today?

Pei Mochen: "How about we... today?"

Mu Wanyan: "How?"

Pei Mochen opened and closed his mouth for a long time, and finally swallowed the three words "I don't want to drink anymore" into his stomach.

"Nothing, you can drink later."

He felt extremely uncomfortable and conflicted.

I want her to die, but I can't bear to let her die.

Chunmei, who was standing aside, had already seen through Pei Mochen's thoughts.

She knew that her prince had been bewitched by this bitch again, so she stepped forward and warned him:

"Your Majesty, business is more important. Please don't delay the princess's medication."

"It will be difficult to explain to the Imperial Concubine then."

Chunmei spoke in a loud voice with a sarcastic tone. She didn't sound like a maid, but more like a mistress of the house.

Mu Wanyan sneered. She had lived for so long in this life that she almost forgot about Chunmei.

Looking at Chunmei with contempt:

Today, she was wearing a light green gauze with red lip balm and blush on her face. She didn't look like a maid in a palace, but looked a bit like someone from a brothel.

She felt nauseous in her stomach, wondering if it was because Pei Mochen had favored Chunmei before that he dared to be so presumptuous.

Mu Wanyan took note of Chunmei's face and prepared to include her in her revenge plan.

At this time, the arrogant Chunmei spoke again:

"Princess, please drink the medicine quickly. It will be ineffective if it gets cold."

"My Lord, isn't that right?"

Her fox eyes rolled up to the ceiling, and she wanted to pull Pei Mochen to urge Mu Wanyan together.

Pei Mochen already had a guilty look on his face, and he didn't dare to look Mu Wanyan in the eye.

After a long, long time, the honorable Prince Chen finally uttered a few words:

"Yan Yan, drink the medicine. It will be good for your health."

Mu Wanyan: “…”

I thought this despicable man had a change of heart today, and I thought he was reluctant to let her go.

I still think too much.

How can a poisonous snake have a conscience?

Mu Wanyan stared at the couple in front of her, picked up the bowl on the table, and tried to control her emotions and drink the medicine.

Chunmei was still laughing coquettishly, leaning against the table, looking very proud in a smug manner.

I will endure it, I must endure it...

She hinted to herself in her heart: Mu Wanyan, you have to hold on, you must hold on. Drink the poison first, I will have plenty of time to take revenge later...

Suddenly, a surge of anger rose in Mu Wanyan's heart.

Damn it, why should this princess endure it?

He raised his hand, picked up the bowl of snake venom flowers, and strode towards Chunmei.

He grabbed Chunmei's chin like a chicken and violently pried her mouth open.

"I won't drink the medicine today, I'll give it to you little devil!"

Then, with a few rumbling sounds, Mu Wanyan poured the entire bowl of snake venom flower soup into Chunmei's small, rosy mouth.