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

On the way to Yushan Paddock.

Mu Wanyan and Pei Mochen sat side by side in a luxurious carriage inlaid with carved patterns and jade. The carriage was exquisitely furnished, with soft brocade cushions and a faint scent of sandalwood. Although the two were riding in the same carriage, they each had their own concerns, and the atmosphere was subtle.

The carriage was originally spacious, but Mu Wanyan hated Pei Mochen so much that she felt that the luxurious carriage was suffocatingly cramped. The carriage was bumpy, and every vibration caused her extreme disgust.

Mu Wanyan was wearing a plain and elegant silk dress with a wide hem and a golden ribbon around the waist. She had a hairpin in her hair and her hair was decorated with gems. She exuded a royal elegance and grace, but her red lips and beautiful eyes added a bit of pity to her.

The morning light shone obliquely, the breeze blew gently, and a faint body fragrance drifted into Pei Mochen's nose.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and caught a glimpse of the beautiful scenery in front of him from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but let his Adam's apple roll, and he thought about it again.

Cough a few times to relieve the embarrassment of your body.

He stretched out his arm and put his arm around Mu Wanyan's shoulders. "It's been a bumpy journey. My dear, you've worked hard."

"Yan Yan, you can lean on my shoulder and take a rest. I will wake you up when we reach our destination."

Mu Wanyan pretended to be shy and quickly shrank into the corner. "It's daytime now, I will stay here."

The soft body left his arms, and Pei Mochen wanted to fight for it again, but Mu Wanyan quickly closed her eyes before he could open his mouth, pretending to be exhausted and fell asleep.

Pei Mochen didn't get angry but smiled instead, as if he was only willing to look at her carefully when she closed her eyes.

Snow-white skin, long eyelashes, delicate nose, and small lips.

Proud fullness and slender waist like a wicker.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his eyes were almost doting.

"Yan Yan, you are so beautiful."

The magnetic voice seemed to be confessing to Mu Wanyan, but it was actually talking to herself.

He stared at every part of her carefully, as if he wanted to engrave his princess in his bones forever.

When the smile was withdrawn, there was a sickly look in his eyes.

What should I do? I can’t bear to kill you again.

-

After more than two hours of bumpy journey, the group finally arrived at Yushan Enclosure.

The ancient trees here are tall and straight with lush branches and leaves.

When they arrived, there was a mixture of the sound of horse hooves and dog barking. The enclosure had already been protected by layers of well-trained elite soldiers in official uniforms.

From a distance, the leader seemed to be Chi Yan.

The inside of the enclosure was filled with luxurious tents of all sizes. There were fruits and wine every few steps, but there were even more grills.

The royal nobles were dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, with their hair tied up in high buns and longbows in their hands, and they all clamored to be the first to hunt.

The women wore Dafeng's unique sexy clothes and bright makeup. They gathered together and seemed to be chatting and laughing, but in fact they were secretly competing with each other.

The hooked eyes seemed to be saying: I am the most beautiful in the hunting ground today.

Pei Mochen put his arm around Mu Wanyan's shoulders and greeted the royal family members one by one.

The vain smile on his face proved that he was also silently showing off his dignified, majestic and stunningly beautiful wife.

Only the banished regent, with his handsome eyes sternly staring at the hand on his beloved's shoulder with jealousy in the distance.

"Hypocritical and mean."

At this time, two gentle and noble young men, with their respective wives, walked towards Pei Mochen.

"Third brother, the emperor's sister-in-law!"

Mu Wanyan greeted them. According to her memories from her previous life, she vaguely remembered that these two should be the sixth prince, Prince Yan, and the eighth prince, Prince Yi.

Standing beside the King of Yan was his consort, Lü Yan. This princess from the Northern Desert Kingdom had a heroic appearance and a cheerful and bold personality.

When he saw Mu Wanyan, he took her hand familiarly, asked about her well-being, and looked at her with concern, as if he was an aunt next door.

Almost at the moment their hands touched, their eyes met in the air.

Haha, both parties are martial artists, and their skill levels are quite high.

What puzzled Mu Wanyan was that Lu Yan was followed by two concubines who were extremely respectful to her?

To be precise, they should be her dowry maids, but Lu Yan generously gave them to Prince Yan, and now both of them are Prince Yan's concubines.

Mu Wanyan nodded, vaguely feeling that the two dowry companions should be more powerful than Lu Yan.

-

After greeting the people from Prince Yan's Mansion, Pei Mochen brought Mu Wanyan to Prince Yi's place.

To her delight, she and the princess of Prince Yi's Mansion, Qiluo, hit it off at first sight.

Princess Qiluo of Prince Yi is also a princess who was married to a foreign country. She is from Nanlan Country. Unlike Lu Yan, Qiluo is very innocent and lovely.

She is two years younger than Mu Wanyan. Her big watery eyes are curved when she speaks, which is very pleasing.

Princess Qiluo kept calling Mu Wanyan "sister" and sharing with her her new and interesting experiences in Dafeng.

"Sister, you don't know that when I first came to Dafeng, I was shocked by the clothes that the women wore here."

She giggled, revealing two little canine teeth, and gestured in front of her chest with her hands.

"The neckline is so low that even a woman like me would blush when seeing it."

Then, he leaned closer to Mu Wanyan and told her in a low voice, "Later, I heard that Prince Yi liked it, so Qiluo tried to wear it."

"Oh, sister, guess what happened next?"

Mu Wanyan: "What happened later?"

Princess Qiluo smiled up to the sky, "I am actually pregnant."

She turned around proudly in front of Mu Wanyan, showing her her pregnant belly.

Mu Wanyan then realized that under the layers of Qiluo's dress, her slightly bulging belly looked like it was already four or five months old.

"Sister, the dress you are wearing is too plain. I will send someone to send you a few tomorrow."

"By then, you will definitely be able to get pregnant with a baby."

"My mother once said that only when women have children will men love us."

Mu Wanyan joked, "Doesn't Prince Yi love you enough? He almost holds you in his hands."

She saw that Prince Yi was very caring towards Qiluo and would protect Qiluo's waist and abdomen from time to time.

Sometimes I help her smooth her hair, sometimes I pour her tea.

Moreover, he never glanced sideways at other female relatives.

Mu Wanyan felt envious. Compared with Lu Yan and herself, she felt that Prince Yi and Qi Luo were a perfect match of talent and beauty, and a loving couple.

After everyone left, Mu Wanyan complained to Xiang Qin, "They are all women who are married to the emperor. This princess will not have the fate of Princess Qiluo."

Xiang Qin came up to comfort her: "Master, I think you will be happier than Princess Qi Luo in the future."

……

At this time, in another corner of the enclosure, Prince Yi was whispering with Pei Mochen.

"Third sister-in-law has a stunning beauty. How could Third Brother be willing to bring her along for the hunt in Yushan this time?"

The gentleness and elegance on Prince Yi's face was no longer there, and his pair of dark eyes were filled with a cold light.

Pei Mochen snorted coldly: "You brought the pregnant Princess Qiluo with you, so why can't I?"

Prince Yi: "I will have someone spread the news in a little while - walk two miles west from the enclosure, and when you come across the loquat forest, you will find the entrance to Dafeng's gunpowder depot."

Pei Mochen: "Are you willing to do that?"

Prince Yi: "If she doesn't go, I will let her be my Princess Yi."

Pei Mochen: "What if I go?"

The corners of Prince Yi's mouth pulled out a cruel arc, "Yili will naturally be the same as the third brother!"

The two brothers looked at each other, raised their teacups and clinked them together. At this moment, their degree of perversion reached an astonishing agreement.