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

The little maid burst into tears: "Help, help, Madam Yuan——"

-

When Nanny Yuan's body was salvaged, covered with a white cloth, and carried in front of Pei Yili.

His face froze, his whole body convulsed, and he instantly collapsed to the ground.

"what--"

After two days of suppressing his grief, coupled with the immense sorrow of losing his biological mother, Pei Yili finally screamed out hysterically.

In just two days, he lost the two most important people in his life.

Nanny Yuan should be able to rest in peace now.

Her suckling son could finally cry his heart out.

There is no need to pretend to be calm while hunting with a high fever.

-

In the hunting ground, inside the tent of Chen Wang Pei Mochen, the situation did not seem to be much better.

Pei Mochen paced back and forth anxiously, repeatedly asking Imperial Physician Zhang questions.

"How is it? How is my princess?"

"Still can't wake up?"

"It's been a whole day and night, why hasn't Yanyan woken up yet?"

Imperial Doctor Zhang removed the silver needle from Mu Wanyan and shook his head helplessly.

"I don't know why. The princess's fever has obviously subsided. It should be time for her to wake up."

"But the princess's desire to survive was very weak, and she refused to wake up."

Imperial Physician Zhang frowned and asked in confusion, "Logically speaking, since the prince dotes on the princess so much, the princess should wake up soon after such a good life."

He looked at Pei Mochen in confusion, "How could the princess not even have the will to survive when she has a high fever?"

"I really don't understand."

Pei Mochen pursed his lips and said nothing, his face feeling a little hot.

The imperial physician shook his head and warned Pei Mochen, "Your Highness, heart disease needs heart medicine to cure it. You might as well say more caring words to the princess."

"Maybe this way she will wake up faster."

As Imperial Doctor Zhang wrote the prescription, he complained in his heart:

So, women should not be spoiled too much.

See? Princess Chen just had a common fever and felt a little pain, but she didn't want to live anymore?

Imperial Physician Zhang thought: Ha, isn’t this just being pretentious?

After hearing what Imperial Physician Zhang said, Pei Mochen felt as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

He sat down beside Mu Wanyan's bed, cleared his throat, and began his performance.

"Yan Yan, XXXXX@@@@/////..."

"My beloved, XXXXX@@@@/////XXXXX..."

"My Yanyan... It's not good. Doctor Zhang, Doctor Zhang, please come and see Yanyan. Come and see what happened to my Yanyan."

Pei Mochen stood up anxiously, "Doctor Zhang, why is Yanyan coughing up blood?"

Imperial Physician Zhang quickly put down his medicine box and stepped forward to help Mu Wanyan feel her pulse.

After a while, he said with some embarrassment: "My Lord, why don't you just stop talking?"

"Let the princess wake up on her own."

Pei Mochen's eyes darkened, "Well, this is the only way."

Mu Wanyan has been in a coma, and her mind keeps replaying the experience of being murdered in her previous life.

Her own blood feud and Princess Qiluo's grievances were like an airtight net that trapped her tightly in her dreams.

She had almost lost all desire to survive and wanted to be trapped in the dream forever and never wake up.

Finally, a faint light seemed to appear before her eyes, and the extremely handsome, godlike Di Xiuyan appeared in her dream.

He is domineering and lecherous, but he is really good to me.

Just when she felt a desire to survive and wanted to struggle to open her eyes, she heard Pei Mochen's nagging voice.

"Chatter, chatter, chatter..."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp..."

Mu Wanyan felt an overwhelming wave of nausea, coughed up some blood, and fell asleep again.

-

The next day was the third day of hunting.

The tent of Prince Chen’s mansion.

Pei Mochen has already followed the princes to hunt.

Mu Wanyan lay quietly on the hospital bed, and the maids and servants who were serving her were all sent away by Xiang Qin.

A separate space is left for the big devil with a domineering aura.

When the big devil saw people leaving, he dared to put away his majestic and cold expression, and replaced it with a look of deep affection and grievance with only Yanyan in his eyes.

"Silly girl, are you scared?"

"This king was also frightened."

Yesterday, he saw flames rising from the loquat forest and the royal guards rushed over in groups. Only then did he realize that something big had happened.

When he learned that Mu Wanyan had also gone there and was likely to be killed, Di Xiuyan almost mobilized the Xuanwu Army.

Later, when he was on the top of the mountain and saw from afar that Mu Wanyan was still alive, he notified Chi Yan to withdraw his troops.

Otherwise, the weather in Dafeng Kingdom might have changed yesterday.

He gently wiped her sweat with a towel and said carefully, "Yan Yan, girl?"

His voice became softer, his handsome face flushed, "Baby, wake up quickly, I'm right here."

I saw her eyelids move and she wanted to open them but couldn't.

He leaned over, held her slender hand, and lowered his voice. "Don't be afraid, dear. I will always protect you."

Then he turned around and looked outside the door, worried that Xiangqin who was guarding the door might hear him.

He cleared his throat again and said seriously, "Mu Wanyan, wake up for me."

He: "There's something wrong with the Golden Sand Poison Powder!"

Mu Wanyan moved her fingers and opened her eyes instantly.

He looked around and wondered, "Why am I here?"

She had just heard Di Xiuyan say in her dream that there was a problem with the Golden Sand Poison, and she thought she was in Di Xiuyan’s military camp again.

Then, he saw that he was now in the tent of Yushan Paddock and remembered the death of Princess Qiluo.

I couldn't help but feel sad and heartbroken.

I vaguely saw a figure at the head of the bed and thought it was Pei Mochen. I wanted to turn my head away in disgust.

But when she smelled the faint scent of ambergris on that person, Mu Wanyan suddenly opened her eyes.

"Ah, Di Xiuyan."

She rushed towards the tall and handsome man and hugged him tightly. All her emotions poured out:

"Emperor Xiuyan, Emperor Xiuyan, Emperor Xiuyan..."

Tears were pouring down her cheeks and she was sobbing non-stop. Mu Wanyan couldn't stop crying.

She no longer cared about all the pretense and twists and turns. She just felt very sad and depressed. She wanted to hug tightly the only man who could give her a sense of security. She wanted to feel his breath.

In this place where people are eaten without leaving any bones, Di Xiuyan is his only support.

Di Xiuyan froze completely, and even his fingers began to tremble slightly.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan——"

Ahem, he was stunned. Why do I feel that my Yanyan likes me a little bit? She does like me a little bit, right?

After coming to this conclusion, the corners of Di Xiuyan's mouth began to secretly rise.

The voice was so doting that it seemed to melt the snow-capped mountains outside the Great Wall. "Yan Yan, my Yan Yan, I am right here."

Mu Wanyan suddenly came back to her senses and quickly pushed him away.

"Regent, meet, meet the Regent——"

"I was disrespectful just now."

Emperor Xiuyan: “…”

Alas, his little girl is pretending again.

He suppressed his emotions, walked out of the tent and called Xiangqin aside.

He stuffed four ingots of gold into her hand and said, "Qinxiang, take good care of your master."

Xiang Qin: "My Lord, my name is Xiang Qin."

Di Xiuyan: "Xiangqin, tell your master not to be too sad."

After a pause, he said, "Tell her to come to my military camp in a few days. I have a surprise for her."

Xiang Qin took the gold and said timidly, "Yes!"

(It’s not that the little girl loves money, it’s just that the regent’s pressure is too strong, and Xiangqin doesn’t even have the courage to refuse.)

Di Xiuyan suddenly remembered something and asked again:

"By the way, what is the relationship between that Princess Qiluo and your master? Why is Wanyan so sad?"

Pretending to be smart, he asked, "Is Qiluo also from Xichang? Is she Wanyan's...cousin?"

Emperor Xiuyan was always on the march and fighting wars and never cared about the affairs of the inner courtyards, so he didn't know the origins of Princess Qiluo.

Xiang Qin: "Princess Qiluo is not the master's cousin. I heard that she is from Nanlan Country."

Di Xiuyan raised his handsome eyebrows and looked at her with incredible eyes, "I heard? Nan Lan?"

Xiangqin: "Yes, it is said to be from Nanlan Country."

Di Xiuyan suppressed his emotions and asked again: "Then Yanyan has nothing to do with her?"

Xiang Qin looked at Di Xiuyan in confusion, then nodded heavily.

"Well, the master just met Princess Qiluo yesterday. The two of them had a great conversation and hit it off right away..."

He: “Only known each other for one day?”

Parsley: “Yes!”

Emperor Xiuyan: “…”

Then, the classic scene came——

The evildoer Di Xiuyan in the world, the powerful devil, the regent of the top martial artist.

His legs felt a little weak, and it was his first time in front of others...he almost couldn't stand steadily.

I was so angry.

Damn it, all his strength last night... wasted!