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

"Brother Xiu Yan——"

“……” Still ignored her.

"elder brother--"

"Be good, the king is here."

The magnetic and steady male voice lingered in Mu Wanyan's ears. After drinking the medicinal wine, her eyes instantly became unclear.

She turned her head and wanted to kiss Di Xiuyan's sharp chin, but he was too tall and she couldn't reach him.

I got anxious and started crying.

"Emperor Xiuyan--" The voice took a turn, becoming soft and sticky, just like using a hundred feathers to tickle one's heart at the same time.

The person sitting behind her frowned and said sternly, "Be good, don't shout."

Her voice was so delicate that I could hardly bear it.

Mu Wanyan: “Di Xiuyan, you are so mean to me—” Her voice was so soft that even her accusation sounded like a spoiled cat.

Di Xiuyan's handsome eyes instantly curved into crescent shapes. He held back his smile and freed one hand to touch Mu Wanyan's head.

"Be good and stop making trouble. We'll be at the clinic soon and let the doctor help you get rid of the hangover."

When Mu Wanyan heard the word "clinic", she immediately felt like she was facing a formidable enemy.

Oh my god, was Di Xiuyan mistaken? How could I go to the clinic in my current condition?

A medical clinic? A place with so many medicine boys and doctors.

It would be fine if the other person was a female doctor. She could pay a little more attention to her words and actions and not be too reckless.

But what if she is a man? A little younger and more handsome?

Tsk tsk tsk, what a sin. Then why don't you become possessed by Daji and tease the male doctor to death?

The key is to do it in front of the great devil Di Xiuyan?

Oh, the scene was so beautiful that she couldn’t even imagine it.

Mu Wanyan shook her head like a rattle, then hugged the man behind her.

He flattered: "Di Xiuyan, I can't go to the clinic."

He said: "Don't worry, this clinic is under the name of Xuanwu Military Camp, and the doctors are very skilled."

Mu Wanyan: "I'm afraid of needles."

He: "No need for acupuncture, let the doctor give you a bowl of medicine."

Mu Wanyan: "The decoction is too bitter."

He: "I will prepare preserves for you."

Mu Wanyan: "Candied fruit is afraid of being sweet."

Emperor Xiuyan: “…”

While they were talking, they had already arrived in front of a very large medical clinic. The plaque was engraved with the special pattern of the Black Tortoise Army, and it was obvious that it was under the name of the Regent.

The big devil sitting behind her was already gently urging her to dismount.

"Yan Yan, we're at the clinic, come down."

Mu Wanyan forced out a tearful smile, "Brother, I really can't come to the clinic."

Di Xiuyan: "Be obedient and stop making trouble."

Mu Wanyan: "It's not me who's causing trouble. I'm afraid it's your clinic that's going to cause trouble later."

Di Xiuyan didn't take it seriously and smiled gently, "It's okay. Every time I come here, they make a lot of noise."

Mu Wanyan turned her head with an expression as if she was ready to die.

"Your Majesty, you are so stubborn, are you trying to force me to use my ultimate move?"

Emperor Xiuyan: “???”

He didn't have time to react to her words, the next second -

Mu Wanyan kissed his sensitive neck at lightning speed.

With a sweet voice that could choke tens of thousands of ants to death, she said coquettishly: "Brother, I really don't want to go to the clinic--"

Sob, sob, sob, she made herself so sick. Fortunately, she was drugged, so she didn't feel ashamed.

Emperor Xiuyan: “…”

The effects of the drunken night and the heart-eroding drugs kept coming back, and Mu Wanyan's madness became more and more intense.

The handsome man under the moonlight is majestic, unruly, cold and proud, like a god who cannot be blasphemed.

But he was so close to her, staring at her with gentle and sharp eyes.

The scent of ambergris on his body was still emitting a faint fragrance, which seduced Mu Wanyan's mind bit by bit.

"Brother Xiu Yan is the most handsome." Kiss his eyes.

He didn't respond.

"Brother Xiu Yan is the best." Kiss the tip of his nose.

He hasn't responded yet.

"Brother Xiu Yan, I love you the most." Kiss his chin.

He still didn't respond.

Mu Wanyan was delighted. Did his silence mean he agreed?

Were you convinced by my kiss?

She continued to rub against his broad arms, "Di Xiuyan, please, I really can't go to the clinic—"

The sound was like a thread being drawn, and she found that Di Xiuyan's breathing seemed to be heavier?

The big hand didn't push me away, and it seemed like I was enjoying it?

Does this mean... consent?

The best thing about being drugged is that although it is shameful, you don’t even realize it.

Mu Wanyan's peach blossom eyes instantly sparkled, and she held up the infuriatingly handsome face with both hands.

Get ready to strike while the iron is hot.

The little voice clamped: "Di Xiuyan——"

"Mu Wanyan, count to three, come down to me quickly."

"Ok?"

What happened to him? Why did Di Xiuyan suddenly become so serious?

Mu Wanyan frowned, thinking how heartless he was. Wasn't it just for the ancient sword with dragon pattern that she drank so much?

Feeling aggrieved, was about to debate with him.

When they turned around, they found that right in front of their horses, there was a large group of people kneeling!

They are of different ages, of different ranks, and of different genders.

Everyone in the clinic, whether it was the pharmacist, the doctor, the boy or servant who was usually responsible for cleaning, and even the old and frail director, came out at this moment.

They all knelt in front of their horses, waiting respectfully for the regent to speak.

Mu Wanyan's head buzzed, and even her consciousness suddenly regained some clarity. Did they see it just now?

What a sin! She wanted to die immediately. Not only did she want to jump off the horse immediately, she also wanted to dig a hole in the ground and disappear from the face of the earth.

The doctors' faces turned red and they lowered their heads.

In their entire lives, this was the first time they saw the Regent being teased by a little girl.

The key point is that the prince is not angry at all, and his tone is still very gentle. (Mu Wanyan thinks that Di Xiuyan's tone is very fierce, but in the eyes of others, it is already very gentle)

"Are you willing to come down now?" The majestic and cold voice sounded again.

Mu Wanyan nodded her head vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes, I must agree."

She jumped off the horse in a panic and kept pinching her thighs to keep herself sane. She couldn't afford to embarrass herself again.

The night's drunkenness and the poison that corroded her heart were still there, and she probably couldn't hold on for much longer.

The curator took them to a compartment, and Di Xiuyan looked cold, arrogant and majestic until he left.

Mu Wanyan also tried her best to maintain her ladylike appearance.

The door is closed.

I instantly fell into that warm and familiar embrace.

He is still the same dignified and self-possessed person, but his eyes are gentle enough to melt the snow-capped mountains.

"Yan Yan, are you scared? I wasn't really mean to you just now."