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

Mu Wanyan looked at herself in the mirror, and she covered her chest in self-blame.

"How embarrassing! My merits are gone. The ancestors might really be fascinated by me in a while..."

-

Chen Wang Mansion, in the main hall.

"I discovered that the person who helped me detoxify that day was not Miss Xiaotao."

Di Xiuyan stroked the strand of light brown hair in his hand and stared at Pei Mochen with eagle-like eyes.

"I have a natural sense of smell. I can identify it even without seeing it with my eyes, just by smell."

He raised an eyebrow, and said in a condescending and lazy tone: "Why? Prince Chen still refuses to tell the truth?"

Pei Mochen panicked and quickly stood up from his chair.

"Your Majesty, your words are too kind. How could I lie to you?"

"That day I interrogated all the maids in the mansion, but only Xiao Tao, my princess' personal maid, came forward to claim credit."

Pei Mochen remained calm, "I saw that she was beautiful and her hair color matched the one in your hand, so I specially gave Xiaotao to you."

He pointed the finger at Xiao Tao, but kept himself out of it and denied all responsibility.

Then, Pei Mochen gave the housekeeper a wink, and Nanny Gui led a large group of maids and nannies to the courtyard in front of the hall.

"Please look, Regent. I have sent all the ladies in the palace here. If you can recognize the person who cured the poison that day, you can take her away directly. I will definitely give her up."

Pei Mochen thought: Didn't Emperor Xiuyan say that he was born with a keen sense of smell? Then let me find it myself, anyway, Mu Wanyan couldn't come to the main hall.

If Di Xiuyan can’t find anyone by then, it will no longer be his business.

At this time, there was some noise in the yard. The maids stood in a row, each of them clenched their palms tightly, and sweat broke out on their foreheads due to nervousness.

Just now, Nanny Gui sent a message saying that today the Prince Regent has come to Prince Chen's Mansion to select people to serve him, and asked them to dress up carefully, behave well, and work hard to fight for a good future for themselves.

And who is the regent? He is the dream lover of all the girls in Dafeng.

Cold and arrogant, handsome and powerful.

If a young man who is like a banished immortal could serve the Regent, he would be willing to do so even without any regular salary.

The maids were all working hard, and they dressed up extra beautifully today. They took out the clothes and toothpaste that they were reluctant to wear on weekdays.

Some female historians even burned incense specially for the purpose of being selected as the regent.

Seeing the godlike Regent, followed by a group of sword-wielding guards, majestically striding into the courtyard, the maids were so excited that they almost fainted.

Ah, my heart, my liver, this is the first time I am so close to God.

Ah, how can the Regent be so cold and handsome? I am really about to die.

The maids all blushed, held their chests, and almost fell down.

The regent's condescending aura, his distance from others, and his arrogance that looked down on the world could really kill them on the spot.

The maids usually only interact with grooms and servants, and now they suddenly meet Di Xiuyan. How can they bear it?

Their hearts had completely melted, their hands were shaking uncontrollably, and some of the younger ones were even crying with excitement.

Help! They really want to hug the Regent. Even if they die immediately after hugging him, they will have no regrets.

However, even though the maids prayed for their ancestors' blessings thousands of times in their hearts, longing for the favor of the Regent and the opportunity to serve him closely, Emperor Xiuyan just went through the motions and never glanced at them once.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Unfortunately, she's not in there."

Pei Mochen remained calm despite the sudden collapse of the mountain. "All the maids and palace maids are here. The regent can't find anyone, and I can't do anything."

Afraid that the tenth-level power Emperor Xiuyan would be angry, Pei Mochen pretended to be polite and said, "Why don't I accompany the Regent to the courtyard of the mansion to take a walk and eat some fruits to cool off."

I thought: First, to calm you down, and second, to let you see my sincerity.

This way you can't vent your anger on me, right?

Di Xiuyan did not refuse and sneered: "Very good!"

……

Walking along the winding garden path, Di Xiuyan looked calm and composed, but in fact he was silently thinking:

Mu Wanyan, if you are smart, come out and meet me.

As long as you come out, I will have a reason to take you for myself.

You know what? You married the wrong person.

Pei Mochen is such a hypocritical person that even I, a grown man who has fought in hundreds of battles and killed countless enemies, feel extremely sick when I see him.

How could you marry a man like this?

Mu Wanyan, please come out to me quickly.

……

The garden of Prince Chen's Mansion was very large, and they would not have gone around to the lotus pond.

Suddenly, a pleasant singing voice was heard.

The music is beautiful and the melody is sad.

Xiang Qin's intoxicated singing voice is like a pitiful girl confessing her unrequited love to others.

Mu Wanyan raised her slender arms, facing the setting sun, and danced slowly.

While dancing, I wondered: Is Xiangqin secretly in love with some unattainable man? Why did she sing the lyrics so sadly?

The song was too sad. Mu Wanyan was only thinking about how to seduce Di Xiuyan with dance. But as she danced, she couldn't help but feel sad.

Thinking about marrying far away, thinking about her past life, thinking about Pei Mochen's cruelty.

She is like a wounded fairy, telling her sad story in dance.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, her dancing was astonishing, but her eyes were filled with incomparable sorrow.

It is breathtakingly beautiful and heartbreakingly sad.

Di Xiuyan, Pei Mochen, and even everyone including Chi Yan were almost completely stunned.

When Pei Mochen saw Mu Wanyan dancing for the first time, his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by something.

He forgot about everyone for a moment, and only felt extremely hurt and painful in the deepest part of his heart.

That inexplicable sense of familiarity swept through his heart again. Could it be that Mu Wanyan really knew him?

Di Xiuyan stood there for a long time, unable to move. His bony fingers had turned white from being clenched by himself.

I feel so heartbroken that I feel suffocated.