Xing'er lowered her head and followed Muyin to the flower garden, where she placed the food on the stone table and arranged it.
"Okay, you go down." Muyin sat down directly on the stone bench and looked at the pile of mouth-watering meals in front of her. She couldn't help but start eating.
Just when she picked up a chicken leg and bit it, she found Myolie staring at her strangely...
She quickly put down the chicken legs, and before she had time to wipe the oil from the corner of her mouth, she said thoughtfully: "In the future, except me and the guard Zhan, the other maids and servants are not allowed to disturb the flower garden. You order to go down. In addition, ask me to prepare some wood for me."
Piles, and some strong ropes."
The lady has been acting more and more strange recently.
Myolie cursed, but she still bowed and went to do as she was told.
Muyin waited for Xing'er to leave and started eating quickly. She ate and drank until she was full. She burped and wiped the corners of her mouth.
Tsk, the food in Mu Yin's house is just better than that in the General's house. She wasn't particular about it before, and sometimes she didn't even care about eating in the military camp. But for the spoiled Mu Yin, he felt that eating was a luxury.
Muyin picked up the wine and took a generous sip, feeling relaxed all over.
Although it was still daytime, a few stars were already emerging from the edge of the sunset at dusk, twinkling. Muyin took a few more sips, ignoring the overflowing wine.
Is he okay?
With the help of wine, Muyin also felt a little more nostalgic.
Is his body okay? Without his soul, how can his body still survive? Muyin looked at the dusk and drank another mouthful of wine.
Tsk! Good wine!
Sure enough! But the next second, she felt dizzy...
Damn it, this young lady from the Mu family can’t run or ride a horse. She actually fainted after just two sips of wine!
The stunned Muyin felt that she was already a little dizzy. She stood up unsteadily and fell to the ground unconscious before she could scream.
Muyin, you loser!
This is Jiang Songyu's inner voice hidden inside her body.
In fact, it was no wonder that Muyin felt extremely aggrieved before. Originally, she could not go out or step outside the door, and only concentrated on studying music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Moreover, she was prone to doing the wrong things when she drank, and she basically did not drink alcohol.
When Xing'er hadn't seen her for a long time and Muyin called her to clean up, she took a look inside. It was better not to look, but when she looked... she saw her young lady lying on the ground unconscious.
This frightened Xing'er. She hurriedly picked up the soft wooden instrument and took it to the wing.
Miss, Miss...
Myolie was about to burst into tears.
Muyin's consciousness was in chaos, and she could only hear someone sighing in her ear and saying faintly: "I use wine to drown my sorrow and make it worse..."
Damn it, I'm just greedy! Muyin struggled to refute, but she couldn't lift her eyelids. In a daze, she felt like she was being laid down on a soft mat.
"Yi Xiangming..." Without realizing it, Muyin said this name. He hadn't called this name for a long time, but Muyin felt that he was not unfamiliar at all. His brother was Yi Xiangming.
Xing'er, who was helping Muyin tidy up, was startled again. Why did the lady blurt out... something like a man's name?
Sigh... She couldn't guess what her young lady was thinking. After cleaning up, Xing'er ordered the little girls to leave, while she took care of things on the side in case Muyin woke up and gave some instructions.
"Songyu, guess what I brought you?"
Yi Xiangming smiled mysteriously and put his hands behind his back, pretending to be mysterious.
Jiang Songyu was anxious. He was quite curious. Regardless of Yi Xiangming's obstruction, he stretched his neck and looked behind him.
