"I've sent someone to prepare the sobering soup." After saying that, he hugged Muyin and fell asleep for a while. It wasn't until his servant knocked on the door and said that the sobering soup was ready, that he and Muyin got up calmly.
Squeezing her aching waist, Muyin yawned. Yuan Hongxi helped her put on clothes thoughtfully, then carried her to the edge of the bed and put on her shoes. She personally helped her comb her hair, trace her brows, and make up her hair.
Good makeup.
"Yuan Hongxi...you have good skills." Looking at the exquisite makeup in the mirror, Muyin widened his eyes and said in disbelief.
With a low smile, Yuan Hongxi helped her comb her hair again: "Where is your technique good?"
Thinking of the beautiful scenes last night, Muyin's face turned red, and he groaned: "Then...that must be a good eyebrow drawing technique!"
"That's natural. My husband is supposed to help his wife draw her eyebrows." Holding Muyin in his arms, he bit her jade-like earlobe, making Muyin blush till the end.
"Fuck...fuck, I have to get up and drink the hangover soup!" She patted her face and hurriedly pushed Yuan Hongxi away and stood up.
Early on, Muyin and Yuan Hongxi kept silent in tacit agreement.
Han Queluo glanced at them back and forth a few times, her face a little unhappy. After eating breakfast, she wanted to pull Yuan Hongxi to say a few words, but Yuan Hongxi pushed her away again.
"Why, why! Brother Yuan...do you want to make the show so realistic? I heard...you stayed in her room for the night, is this true?" Han Queluo's eyes widened, and the mist accumulated layer by layer.
It seems to be falling.
"Que Luo, you are no longer a child." Yuan Hongxi smiled slightly, "It's time to be more generous."
"I don't want it!" Han Queluo turned away, "If Brother Yuan doesn't come to accompany me tonight...I will let...Muyin disappear forever."
"She will leave sooner or later."
"But..." Han Queluo hesitated, and finally lowered his eyes, "Then follow Brother Yuan. But... Brother Yuan, the emperor said that Queluo will be Brother Yuan's equal wife, is it true?"
"yes."
"Then...that Queluo will also be the mistress of the house from now on!" She arched her eyebrows and smiled, holding Yuan Hongxi's hand, "In the future, I can be with Brother Yuan for a long time."
Yuan Hongxi smiled and said nothing, and glanced at the sky: "Okay, I have to go accompany her, so as not to make her suspicious."
"Yeah." Han Queluo nodded, but her nails were already embedded in her palms. Why...is his attitude towards her getting further and further away?
Is it because the emperor has trusted Yuan Hongxi more and more recently? So he doesn't care about being treated as a pawn?
Then...should we use Huanmei's Gu to completely mesmerize Yuan Hongxi's mind, so that...we would feel more at ease? But the emperor would not allow himself to use this trick on Yuan Hongxi at all.
what to do……
Her eyes sank. Recently, the informants reported less and less news about Yuan Hongxi. There were very few available news. They were all nonsense!
Either, Yuan Hongxi has really completely moved towards her, or... Yuan Hongxi has escaped their control.
Not daring to think about it any more, Han Queluo calmed down and planned to go find Huanmei once. To be sure...she had no choice but to take the risk.
After watching him stay in Muyin's room for a few more days, Han Queluo finally told Yuan Hongxi that she wanted to go out, and Yuan Hongxi agreed.
In a flash, dusk had arrived, and Han Queluo came back. Just then, Yuan Hongxi took Muyin out to the family of miracle doctors, saying that he was taking Muyin to see if the antidote was ready.
