When everyone was preparing to enter the mansion, Yuan Hongchou popped up.
"And your Highness!"
Ah! As soon as Muyin slapped his head, he asked the servant to put down the stool again and let Yuan Hongchou get off.
"Your Highness doesn't want this!" Yuan Hongchou made a gesture to push off the stool and pointed at Muyin, "I want you to carry me!"
Depend on!
Muyin felt that he had been blinded by lard before! Now the nature of Yuan Hongchou's little bully can be seen clearly.
"Hey! Muyin, hurry up." Yuan Hongchou continued to shout.
Wan Peining glanced at Muyin in embarrassment, and then at Yuan Hongchou: "Your Highness Eleven, Yin'er is from a daughter's family. It is probably particularly inappropriate to do such a thing."
"My Highness wants her to carry her! If she doesn't carry my Highness, she won't come down!" Yuan Hongchou kicked his feet.
"..." Shit, Muyin simply didn't want to move his feet, "If you don't want to get off, don't get off. The groom will take Prince Eleven to the inn."
"You!" Yuan Hongchou glared. He didn't expect Muyin to say this and said angrily, "Do you believe it or not? I told my father that you abused me and bullied me!"
"...You go ahead." Muyin rubbed his head. As expected, letting Yuan Hongchou come was the biggest mistake.
"Yin'er." Mu Yan stood up appropriately, glanced at Yuan Hongchou coldly, took Mu Yin's hand, "Feng Da, go back home."
"Okay." Muyin nodded.
At this time, Mu Hua on the side also came up, looked at Mu Yin shyly, and took her hand: "I haven't seen you for a long time. How is sister doing lately?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine!" Muyin smiled.
Yuan Hongchou, who was forgotten on the side, was dumbfounded. Hey! He is Yuan Ye’s royal highness! He was ignored like this!
At this moment, a clear voice sounded, which shocked Muyin's heart and subconsciously pulled up the veil.
"Miss Mu, I heard that you have returned home, and the eleventh brother is also here. I came here specially to have a look." Yuan Hongxi got off the carriage, smiled and walked forward while waving his fan.
"I have met the prince." Everyone saluted.
"You're welcome." Yuan Hongxi glanced at the veil on Muyin's face, then moved his eyes away and looked directly at Yuan Hongchou, "What's wrong with Brother Eleven?"
"..." Yuan Hongchou seemed dissatisfied with Yuan Hongxi's arrival. He shrank and said, "It's nothing."
"Third brother! Eleventh brother doesn't want to get off the carriage." Shen Ning interrupted at the right time.
"Oh?" Yuan Hongxi curled his lips, and there was a hint of coldness in his cold eyes.
When Shen Ning saw this, she added insult to injury: "Brother Eleven still wants to ask Muyin to carry her off the carriage!"
"Is that so?" Yuan Hongxi narrowed his eyes with a smile, "That's probably because Brother Eleven feels that he hasn't sat down enough." He put away the folding fan and walked to the groom's side.
"Send His Highness the Eleventh Prince to take a long carriage ride, and he is not allowed to come back before noon." This momentum really shocked the coachman.
With a push from Yuan Hongxi, Yuan Hongchou rolled back into the carriage. He was about to jump off but was stopped by Yuan Hongxi: "Eleventh brother... have fun."
"!" Yuan Hongchou struggled, "Third brother! Put me down quickly!"
Yuan Hongxi turned on the folding fan switch, and the sharp weapon on it lightly tapped the horse. The horse was frightened and ran wildly. The groom quickly controlled the horse and drove the carriage towards the river.
Everyone who saw it was stunned and swallowed their saliva.
Muyin scratched his face and hurriedly turned around. Muyan seemed to understand what Muyin was thinking, and took Muyin's hand and patted it comfortingly.
