849. Chapter 849 Yuan Hongxi: Be good, you are drunk
"Hey... Yuan Hongxi."
"?" After thinking for a while, Yuan Hongxi said in an unhappy tone, "Call me husband."
"Um...Okay, Yuan Hongxi." Muyin held his hands in front of him and shook them, "Tell me, how did we know each other before?"
Yuan Hongxi thought of this and smiled: "You were clamoring for me to get married, but I didn't want to, so you just hanged yourself."
"Did you hang yourself?"
"..." Twitching the corner of his mouth, Yuan Hongxi said, "How can you see me now if you are dead?"
"Well, that makes sense." Muyin nodded and burped, "But why don't I have this impression..."
After a pause, there was a hint of sadness in his voice: "I have asked someone to hold Xia Qingran back. Liu Mo should have an antidote soon."
"I really want to... I really want to feel our past." Muyin sobbed, "Because it feels so uncomfortable to not be able to remember..."
"That's good too."
"not good."
"What's wrong?" Yuan Hongxi asked with a smile.
"I just feel bad...it seems like I lost something somewhere." After Muyin said this, he started to struggle, "Put me down and I'll let you take a look..."
Helpless, she kicked her legs and threw her hands, causing people walking out of the palace to look sideways. Yuan Hongxi put her down with a chuckle, held her on, and knocked her head. He smiled slightly: "Where is it?"
After touching the body, Muyin muttered: "The soft place..."
After squinting for a while, she pointed to the chest on the left side of her chest, "Well... there is an empty space here."
With a smile, Yuan Hongxi poked it with her finger: "Why do you feel so full, husband?"
Scratching his head, Muyin frowned. He continued to poke with his finger: "Really? Why do I still feel empty...Eh, that's not right...Why do I feel refreshed when you poke me, but not so empty anymore?"
She straightened her back and her chest immediately stood up, "Come on, poke me more."
"..." Looking sideways at the person covering her mouth and laughing on the street, Yuan Hongxi tugged on her sleeve, "Good boy, you're drunk, let's go back to the palace."
"Hey."
"Don't cry..." Yuan Hongxi comforted her by rubbing her head.
"Hey... You don't even make me happy, I'm so sad..." Muyin put her arms across her eyes and burst into tears.
"..." The corner of his mouth twitched. When Yuan Hongxi saw that the person was almost there, he poked her hard, and Muyin stopped crying.
"Well...it seems to be getting better." Muyin mumbled and pursed his lips, "Then let's go back and poke slowly."
Yuan Hongxi really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"When you get home, please make me feel good again." Muyin, who was lying on Yuan Hongxi's back, chuckled, "You... you can't make Han Queluo feel good."
"Okay." Yuan Hongxi smiled helplessly.
Sure enough, when they arrived at Prince Xi's Mansion that night, Yuan Hongxi made Muyin unable to stop that night. Until the morning, Muyin turned over and woke up, and was shocked to see blood stains on the sheets.
"What...what is this?" Muyin said in surprise, pointing to the pool of blood.
Yuan Hongxi said calmly: "It's okay. I asked Zhao En to get some blood on it last night." This time, it was the first time that he let everyone know that he slept in Muyin's room.
In order to break the argument that Muyin's innocence could not be protected after being kidnapped, he had no choice but to prove it, even though Muyin's innocence had long been taken away by him.
But I feel more at ease this way, after all, not many people knew about it before...
Putting his arms on Muyin and falling asleep again, Yuan Hongxi kissed her forehead: "Are you sober?"
Rubbing his head, Muyin frowned: "It seems there is still some pain..."
