Seeing that it was almost dusk, the hungry third aunt wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves, looking extremely embarrassed.
After beating her sore waist, she looked at the woman on the chair who had her eyes closed and said, "Princess..."
"It's okay." Gao Muxian didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and said lightly, "I'm losing weight and I'm not hungry."
"..." With these words, Third Yiniang suppressed her original words about being hungry.
It was not until dark that San Yiniang returned home, top-heavy and with scars on her arms. It is said that she cried all the way and her eyes were swollen.
Mei'er stood aside and burst out laughing. She helped Gao Muxian beat her waist and legs, and said happily: "Miss, this move is so wonderful. I think the third aunt's arrogance has been wiped out in half."
"Take your time." Gao Muxian raised her lips, "Let her find it tomorrow."
"Yes." Meier covered her mouth and smiled.
After touching his belly, Gao Muxian smacked his lips, he was really hungry: "Mei'er, go get some millet porridge."
"Yes." Meier saluted respectfully and went down to prepare.
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Gao Muxian lay on the chair for a while with his eyes closed. He didn't know how long he had been lying there when he felt someone standing next to him.
Her thin lips raised slightly, and her voice sounded as clear and pure as running water, which was obviously not suitable for this body. If you don't see anyone, the voice is the most beautiful.
"Mei'er, is the rice porridge ready so soon?"
After waiting for a while, no one responded. Gao Muxian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man in fluttering clothes standing next to him - Yuan Hongmo.
"It turns out to be the prince." Gao Muxian looked at him lightly, her starry eyes swept over his tall figure and fell on his sinister face.
"You clearly know that there is nothing in that box." It took a long time before Yuan Hongmo uttered such a sentence.
"Your Majesty, do you mean that you feel sorry for Third Aunt?" Gao Muxian covered her mouth and smiled, with bright eyes, "That's right, Third Aunt is the most beloved aunt of Your Majesty, but... after all, she lost the gift that Your Majesty gave to me.
Precious thoughts are always bad."
"What do you mean?" Yuan Hongmo suddenly leaned down, grabbed her hand, and got very close to her, "Don't you know that this king deliberately mocked you?"
"You know?" The smile on Gao Muxian's face has not dimmed by half, "If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that the prince can see all the aunts mocking me?"
"..." When Yuan Hongmo heard this, his deep eyes darkened, and he stared into Gao Muxian's eyes without saying a word.
Such... a woman.
He humiliated her in this way, but she was able to deal with it calmly and could not tolerate any insult from others. But...but in the hot spring, in order to have a husband, she lost her sense at this moment.
Was she willing to do all this, or was she anxious?
How could she not have figured out Yuan Hongxi's plan if she was so shrewd? Could it be...
Yuan Hongmo looked at the smile in her eyes and her calm gaze, and his eyebrows jumped.
You...are you a victim?
Is it because she didn't want to be laughed at, so she was willing to sacrifice herself and marry herself in the hot spring, just to let herself get married and not leave a joke on the girl to be married?
Really cruel.
Yuan Hongmo took a deep breath, startled by his own thoughts, and couldn't help but ask: "What on earth were you thinking about in the hot spring?"
The breath was so close, and the man in front of him carried an alluring incense, which made Gao Muxian's nerves slightly tense.
His thin lips pursed into a beautiful line, and the tips of his eyebrows were raised, making people unable to help but brush them along his eyebrows.
Before he could speak, Yuan Hongmo became nervous, grabbed Gao Muxian's shirt and pushed it forward, and their lips almost touched each other.
