20demayo Chapter 116 Why do you want to touch my bottom line?
Chapter 116 Why do you want to touch my bottom line?
Holding on to the table, he stumbled towards her.
Her eyes were already red. "Yan Yan, tell me again, who are you?"
Mu Wanyan: "I'm Luo Luo."
At first, when Pei Mochen called Xiannan Zhen Luoluo, she didn't dare to step forward to recognize him, thinking it was a coincidence. Because she really couldn't believe that the man who killed her in her previous life had been looking for her. It was really unbelievable.
Pei Mochen took another step closer to Mu Wanyan and held her arms with his five fingers almost trembling.
She said word by word: "Yan Yan, please speak properly. Tell me, who are you?"
No matter how much she hated him, Mu Wanyan still felt so sad that she shed tears when she saw Pei Mochen like this.
She felt very sad to see her former friend become like this.
She opened her red lips and called him by his childhood name.
"Xiao Shitou, I am Luo Luo. I, cough, cough, cough... Pei Mochen, you——"
"You called him Little Stone, too? Huh?"
Pei Mochen's eyes widened with anger, and his big hand tightly grasped Mu Wanyan's slender neck.
"Pei Mochen, let go, ahem, I...I am really Luo Luo."
"I saved you on the grassland before, and I taught you how to ride a horse and shoot arrows. I... cough cough cough, I——"
Pei Mochen increased the strength of his palm, and his already sinister eyes instantly filled with murderous intent.
"Mu Wanyan, no matter how you hurt me, I don't care. I will indulge you, let you go, and let you go."
His voice rose: "But you can't pretend to be Luo Luo!"
The strength of his palm continued to increase, "Lolo is my bottom line, how dare you, how can you pretend to be her?"
Pei Mochen was so furious that for a moment he really wanted to kill Mu Wanyan.
Thinking that Di Xiuyan liked this woman, he temporarily postponed the idea of killing her.
But the strength of the palm did not decrease, and the air in Mu Wanyan's lungs became less and less. Bean-sized tears rolled out of her peach blossom eyes.
"Pei Mochen, you are simply a lunatic."
Pei Mochen sneered, "Mu Wanyan, I'll ask you one last time, who are you? Hmm?"
Mu Wanyan: "Crazy, my nickname is Luo Luo."
Pei Mochen's big hand came towards her again, and he roared from his throat: "Mu Wanyan, say it again!"
Mu Wanyan sneered and finally changed her tone: "Your Highness Prince Chen, I am Xichang County Princess Mu Wanyan."
Pei Mochen was finally satisfied. He loosened his hand and helped Mu Wanyan smooth the loose hair on her forehead in a sly manner.
"Is Yanyan hurt? I was just joking with you."
Mu Wanyan took a few deep breaths and put the stone in her palm back into her sleeve.
There is no need to recognize some people.
Wiping away the physiological tears from the corners of her eyes, she smiled and said, "I really shouldn't have saved you in the desert."
Pei Mochen looked over with a sickly look in his eyes, "Yan Yan, what are you talking about?"
Mu Wanyan quickly bowed to him, "Your Majesty, I was just joking with you."
Only then did Pei Mochen calm down and touched her jade-white cheek.
Wenrou said, "Yanyan is very beautiful. I will stay at Jianjia Pavilion tonight for five consecutive days. Please ask the maids to prepare."
"In addition, the palace maids in Jianjia Pavilion will be temporarily moved to another courtyard and are not allowed to light any candles at night."
He looked at her, his smile not reaching his eyes: "This king likes black."
Mu Wanyan understood and thanked him.
Pei Mochen was ready to devote himself to Di Xiuyan again, just like on their wedding night. But this time it was even more exaggerated, for five consecutive nights.
It should be the idea of that big devil, but Pei Mochen also agreed to it, right?
Mu Wanyan walked on the road in a daze, thinking to herself, fortunately I no longer love Pei Mochen in this life, otherwise I don’t know how badly I would be hurt by him.
The discomfort from helping Di Xiuyan detoxify in Jianjia Pavilion disappeared in an instant.
Since Pei Mochen wanted to build a love nest for herself and the Regent at public expense, she would gladly accept it.
Touching the bruises on her neck, Mu Wanyan said to herself, "Little Stone is dead. If I ever mention the past in front of Pei Mochen again, I will no longer be named Mu."
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East wing.
Pei Mochen bowed to Di Xiuyan and said, "Regent, I agree to the conditions you just proposed."
"I will arrange everything for you for five consecutive nights until all the poison from your Nether Grass is eliminated. There is only one thing..."
Pei Mochen paused, seeming to want to say something but stopped himself.
After a long while, he finally finished speaking: "Don't light the lamp yet, and don't have too much verbal communication with her. I don't want her to know about this for the time being."
Di Xiuyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Mochen with contempt. He thought, Yanyan already knew it a long time ago, do you think she is as stupid as you?
The corners of his pretty mouth curled up in a mocking smile, "Pei Mochen, I knew you would agree, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."
Di Xiuyan stood up, and the obvious height difference cast a large shadow on Pei Mochen's face.
"I will obey you and not tell her for now."
Disgusting bastard, you are definitely not worthy of my Yanyan.
Seeing Pei Mochen's refusal just now, Di Xiuyan thought that the Third Prince had some courage and responsibility.
Unexpectedly, within just a cup of tea, he personally ran to the east wing to say that he agreed to the exchange terms.
Emperor Xiuyan's inner thoughts: The Third Prince is even more despicable than I imagined.
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At three quarters past midnight, night fell.
Jianjia Pavilion.
All the palace servants had left, and there was not a single candle lit in the entire courtyard.
Two people in love clearly know that it is each other in the dark night, but they still feel the excitement of a guilty conscience.
"Di Xiuyan, why don't you make some noise? Otherwise, if I sleep with the wrong person, I will hang myself tomorrow."
"Little cutie, you've been with me for so long, but you still can't recognize me? Hmm?"
"I can, I can tell the difference, just, just, um, make sure, make sure."
Mu Wanyan was scared to death. If the person who came to Jianjia Pavilion tonight was Pei Mochen, she felt that there was an 80% chance that she would not survive.
Di Xiuyan: "Yan Yan, I'm sorry for wronging you."
Mu Wanyan: "I'm not wronged, it's my brother who is wronged."
Di Xiuyan: "Little darling, shout again!"
Mu Wanyan: "Brother, um——"
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Let’s talk about two things separately, Songshan Pavilion.
Pei Mochen held the jar of wine, leaning against the pavilion, and drank cup after cup of liquor.
Yunyin stood not far from him, with a barely perceptible hatred in his eyes.
Pei Mochen's eyes were bloodshot, and he murmured to himself: "I have been so good to her, why does she want to challenge my bottom line?"
He waved his hand to call Yunyin, "Yunyin, tell me, why did that woman pretend to be my Luo Luo?"
Yun Yin pursed her lips and said nothing. After a long while, she whispered into Pei Mochen's ear: "Master, you are drunk. Why don't you go into the house and rest early?"
Pei Mochen swallowed a few more sips of wine, "Yun Yin, do you also look down on me? Do you think that I shouldn't bow to Di Xiuyan?"
Yunyin tilted his head to the side, "Master, I dare not discuss your private affairs."
He didn't look down on Pei Mochen, he was disgusted by him.