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

"Bang—" Pei Yuxiao slapped Pei Mochen again, "Third brother, you are really noisy."

Pei Mochen couldn't even speak at this time, his acupoints were completely blocked.

Pei Yuxiao's big hand gently stroked Mu Wanyan's cheek and said softly: "Princess Chen? Mu Wanyan? Yanyan, do you still recognize me?"

Mu Wanyan nodded obediently. She felt disgusted in her heart, but she couldn't control her words.

She replied in a charming and seductive voice: "I recognize you. You are the pervert Pei Yuxiao."

Pei Yuxiao frowned, looking unhappy, but he felt like he was being tickled by a feather in his heart.

Pretending to be stern, he said, "Call me brother!"

Mu Wanyan: "Brother Royal——"

Pei Yuxiao was as happy as a spring breeze: "Hmm——"

Mu Wanyan used the last bit of her remaining rationality to exhale and curse: "It was my perverted brother who drugged me—"

Pei Yuxiao: “Hmm? Hmm, be good——” This little voice didn’t sound like scolding at all.

Pei Mochen: “!!!”

He kept thrusting into the acupuncture points desperately, making a humming sound from his mouth.

Pei Yuxiao glanced at Pei Mochen unhappily, "If you bother me like a woman with bound feet again, I will really punish Mu Wanyan."

He originally just wanted to disgust Pei Mochen and had no intention of taking any real action.

Pei Mochen: “Woo woo woo woo…”

Pei Yuxiao, you're not serious about this? You're standing so close to my Yanyan that you're almost touching her.

Damn it, how could I have a crazy brother like you? How could our Pei family produce a treasure like you?

Pei Yuxiao seemed to understand Pei Mochen's thoughts, and he was obviously angry.

He pulled the dazed Mu Wanyan to Pei Mochen and put his arm around her shoulders.

The evil spirit said, "I hugged her and she didn't refuse."

"Compared to your husband, your princess seems to be more willing to get close to me, a stranger."

What he said was not wrong. Although Mu Wanyan's consciousness was no longer under her control, the disgust engraved in her bones could not be erased.

She hated Pei Mochen, she hated him, she thought the smell of cows and horses was better than his.

Pei Yuxiao turned around, wanting to piss Pei Mochen off again.

He slowly moved his big palm to Mu Wanyan's neck, and the delicate touch made his hand tremble.

what happened?

How come her skin is so good?

I guess no matter how fine the silk or brocade is, it doesn’t feel this good.

His eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he actually wanted to kiss her.

Pei Mochen's eyes widened even more, "Wuwuwu...////$$$@@@**8..."

In his heart, he wanted to curse Pei Yuxiao's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Pei Yuxiao didn't care about him. He lowered his head and moved closer to Mu Wanyan little by little.

Closer, closer...

Humph, he won't stop until he reaches the critical point. His goal today is to piss Pei Mochen off to death.

Pei Mochen's heart was in his throat.

suddenly.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle gurgle gurgle..." Pei Yuxiao's stomach began to churn.

what happened?

Is he going to have diarrhea? (Good, Mu Wanyan's laxative worked at the critical moment.)

His eyes flashed and he quickly pushed Mu Wanyan away.

Just tiptoe and fly.

Ran towards the toilet.

Pei Mochen was delighted that this crazy brother finally left.

He used his internal strength to temporarily open up the language acupoints.

"Yan Yan——" He called softly, trying to wake Mu Wanyan up and ask her to help him unblock the acupuncture points.

Seeing that Mu Wanyan didn't react much, she just looked at him pitifully with misty eyes.

It was like I hated him and missed him at the same time.

He was so fond of her beautiful and coquettish look.

Perhaps it was the powerful desire that assisted Pei Mochen's blood and energy surged, and his acupoints finally showed signs of opening.

It’s open, it’s open, it’s about to open…

Finally, with a "bang", another palm wind attacked him.

The tenth-level martial artist, Di Xiuyan, landed in front of Pei Mochen like a banished immortal.

All his acupoints were sealed again.

Di Xiuyan's eyes were as frightening as a flash of cold light, and there was a sword energy gathering in his body, as if he was ready to kill someone to vent his anger at any time.

Pei Mochen's heart finally settled down.

He actually forgot about this ancestor.

This ancestor has been poisoned by the Nether Grass. After midnight tonight, isn't it the time for the poison of the Nether Grass to take effect?

He came to ask Yanyan to help him detoxify.

"Woo--" He wanted to make a 'woo' sound, but quickly closed his mouth.

He couldn't afford to offend the Regent.

It was originally agreed that Yanyan would be given to him in two months.

My heart was hanging in the air and cold sweat spread from my forehead to my whole body.

He really couldn't bear to give up such a beautiful Mu Wanyan.

“Wuwu——” She wanted to whimper a few times in her throat, but in front of Di Xiuyan, she was just like a clown, and even the sound of resistance seemed so weak.

Di Xiuyan picked up Mu Wanyan horizontally, touched the ground with his toes, and with a gust of wind, he flew out.

A line of tears slid down from the corner of Pei Mochen's eyes.

It was a murder and a destruction of one's heart. The devil didn't even look at him. What a great insult.

-

On the Regent's warhorse.

horseback.

Hold the person in your arms and then pull the reins.

"Sit tight. If you fall, I won't help you."

His tone was not very good, and his godly handsome face was tinged with anger.

He saw everything just now. Pei Yuxiao lowered his head and wanted to kiss Mu Wanyan, but Yanyan didn't hide.

Although Pei Yuxiao did not succeed in kissing her and flew away holding his belly for some reason, Di Xiuyan was still very angry.

"Do you like Pei Yuxiao?" Feeling the person in his arms rubbing his chin, Di Xiuyan's tone softened a little.

"A few drinks can make you drunk like this?" He was still angry and took away her little hand that was holding his.

He didn't believe in the talk of drunken incest, he just thought it was an excuse for the lecher to pretend to be crazy.

"I even lost 10% of my power for you. I didn't dare to ask you for help when I was poisoned. How can you treat me like this?"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he rode faster and faster.

After the bumps on the horse's back, Mu Wanyan finally regained some consciousness.

"Di Xiuyan--" She almost trembled from her throat.

"Hmph——" Di Xiuyan snorted coldly. Look, she is trying to seduce him again.

Mu Wanyan: "Di Xiuyan, don't be angry."

The soft and boneless little hand stroked his knife-like chin, "Di Xiuyan, I was drugged, really."

Di Xiuyan's eyebrows jumped. Chinese medicine? Did he wrongly accuse someone?

Feeling somewhat remorseful, he placed his long finger lightly on her pulse.

Damn, no signs of poisoning.

It's definitely just normal drunkenness.

My heart was completely broken, Yanyan really liked Pei Yuxiao.

(Note: Night drunkenness and heart erosion cannot be detected by pulse.)

His displeasure grew even stronger, and he pushed the person leaning on his arms forward.

"Mu Wanyan, don't get so close to me."

"I will take you to see a doctor right now and let him sober you up."

His eyes turned cold, and it was the first time he spoke to her in such a harsh tone.

Mu Wanyan was drunk and drugged, and she was using up all her energy to explain to him.

But he didn't believe in himself.

My heart ached and I started crying.

“Di Xiuyan——” His voice was hoarse, with a hint of grievance, which softened the heart of the iron-willed man.

"I really took Chinese medicine, it's true."

While shedding tears, she explained: "Now even the stray dogs on the street seem pretty to me."

The white soft hand caressed Di Xiuyan's big palm with distinct joints, "Di Xiuyan, Xiuyan, Xiuyan, help me, okay?"

Emperor Xiuyan: “…”

She called herself 'Xiu Yan' for the first time. Well, it really sounded nice.

This was very useful. The Regent's mouth corners immediately lifted and his anger subsided a lot.

But still a little angry.

At this time, the gentle voice sounded again: "Xiu Yan——"

“……”Ignore her.

"Brother Xiu Yan——"

“……” Still ignored her.

"elder brother--"

"Be good, the king is here."