Yuan Hongxi, who was not asleep, quickly opened his eyes. He stood up, and his black hair hung down from his shoulders like a waterfall, which was extremely tempting.
The low magnetic voice made Muyin's heart tremble. He asked softly: "Yin'er, are you awake from the heat?" After saying that, he lifted up the fan and started to fan Muyin.
Warmth arose, Muyin pursed her lips, and said with determination: "I want to tell you something."
"Um."
"I……"
Having said this, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and a maid outside the door said softly: "Your Majesty, Miss Han has something to ask you..."
It's her again. Muyin frowned and looked at Yuan Hongxi, waiting for his answer.
Yuan Hongxi frowned displeased, and continued to fan Muyin with the fan in his hand, without any emotion in his eyes: "Reply her, I have to accompany the princess now, so I have no time."
"Your Majesty..." The maid outside the door hesitated.
"What?" Yuan Hongxi's voice was filled with anger, "Do you have any objection to my king's order?"
"Don't dare!" The maid outside the door was probably so frightened that even her voice trembled a bit at the end. Her figure gradually retreated from the door and disappeared.
After Muyin saw her leaving, he felt disturbed and suffocated. The emotions he had been brewing disappeared in an instant, and he didn't know how to speak.
After thinking for a while, she said something out of nowhere: "I ask you, if Han Queluo did something to hurt me, would you kill her."
"She won't have that chance." Yuan Hongxi narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Looking at her abdomen, Muyin bit her lower lip, wondering whether she should tell Yuan Hongxi the fact that she was really not pregnant.
If Yuan Hongxi knew that her pregnancy was false, it would definitely have an impact. How could she be willing to do so without seeing Yuan Hongxi personally deal with Han Queluo.
Kill her? I think my hands are dirty.
"Yin'er, you just said you wanted to tell me something, what was it?" Seeing Muyin's hesitation, Yuan Hongxi asked with a frown.
"I..." Muyin looked around, leaned into his ear, and softly laid out the plan she had in mind. Of course, she didn't say anything about the child.
Yuan Hongxi decisively refused: "It's too risky for you to do this. I don't allow it."
"I have decided." Muyin looked determined, "Either you cooperate with me, or we just pretend to be real."
"You..." Yuan Hongxi sighed, "But now that you are pregnant, how are you going to execute it?"
"I have my own way."
His eyes darkened, and Yuan Hongxi's voice was a little stiff: "Yin'er, you won't sacrifice your child, right?"
"Of course not!" She doesn't have any children, let alone a victim! This is just a cover-up to confuse them, but she doesn't want to tell Yuan Hongxi...
"Have you really decided?"
"Yes." Muyin still insisted.
At this time, a figure outside the door gradually walked in and came to the door. Muyin glanced at the door, looked at Yuan Hongxi, and blinked.
Yuan Hongxi shook his sleeves and gritted his teeth: "I will not agree to what you do!"
"Why!?" Muyin asked.
"This king will never allow you to do anything that harms yourself!"
"I like."
"Yin'er..."
"Don't call me that again!" Muyin stood up angrily, "Why did I support you wholeheartedly in the beginning, but now that I'm here with you, I want to hinder me? I really shouldn't have told you!"
"Be sensible." Yuan Hongxi grabbed her sleeve, but was suddenly thrown away by Muyin.
