After being reborn as a double, she is soft and charming

Chapter 44
The fragility just now disappeared, Mu Yunyi got up, and slowly climbed up the steps dragging his wet robe.

He smiled, and his narrow eyebrows brought a touch of narrowness, "Brother, why don't you dare to look directly at my sister-in-law taking a bath?"

Xiyan's heart sank!
This Mu Yunyi has such amazing insight!

He is by no means such an idiot as he appears on the surface.

While thinking about it, Mu Yunyi stared meaningfully at the person in the water for a moment, and said without squinting, "You are not contaminated by my brother, are you?"

Having said that, he looked up and smiled, "You are still unmarried, aren't you?"

"Get out." Mu Yuncheng glanced lightly at the smiling young man, and his whole body turned cold again.

"You don't admit it?" Mu Yunyi was full of interest, "It's okay, when I find an opportunity, I will definitely verify it myself."

The last four words are full of provocations.

But Mu Yuncheng raised his hand and grabbed the boy's arm.

He went straight to the window sill just now, and with a little force on his arm, he threw the arrogant young man off the high platform.

From the beginning to the end, he was never provoked by him.

"My son, will he die if he is thrown from here?" Xiyan was a little worried. Even if Mu Yunyi should be hacked into pieces at this critical moment, he must not have an accident in Mu Yuncheng's house!

"There will be hidden guards to save him."

After Mu Yuncheng closed the window and locked it, he turned his head to look at Keren'er in the water.

Facing the steaming mist, he smiled apologetically at her:
"I swore in front of my father that even if I sacrificed my own life, I would protect his safety. Once a gentleman speaks, gold and jade will never change. It is this promise that makes him even more arrogant."

"Why do you want to protect each other with your life?"

Xiyan frowned puzzled, "You are the master of the world in Nanliang. If that day really comes, and only such a stubborn embroidered pillow is left behind, how can the country of Nanliang continue?"

Mu Yuncheng's expression instantly became extremely lofty.

Seemingly aware of her arrogance, Xiyan slowly slowed down her tone, "Your Majesty, you have your own thoughts, it's Xiyan who is talking too much."

Mu Yuncheng smiled.

"It's getting late, Ayan, hurry up, I'm late for the dinner on the first day, and it's time for Concubine Hui to find something to do. When she starts chattering, Ayan will also have a headache."

The voice was as gentle and light as ever, like this endless spring water, which drove away Xi Yan's discomfort just now.

After leaving the hot spring room, the sky was already dark.

Xi Yan stood still in front of Mu Yuncheng.

The crow's hair is half dry, the tail is still dripping water, the cheeks are not applied with makeup, but they are transparent and rosy, and the black eyes are full of timidity, so they are looking at the man in front of them without blinking.

Mu Yuncheng showed his face, took the snow cloak from the handmaid, put it on her shoulders, and tied a bow with his fingertips nimbly.

Ke Xiyan was still uneasy.

She had never attended such a grand banquet, and even in her previous life, she had already passed away before such an occasion.

"My son, I... I haven't put on makeup yet..."

"No need," Mu Yuncheng raised the corner of his mouth, "The appearance in the mirror, the shadow under the moon, the shape of the curtain, sleeping and waking up, any embellishment will distort Ayan's appearance."

This compliment, though sincerely appreciative, was tinged with alienation.

Xiyan lowered her eyes, her crow's eyelashes were like small fans, covering her eyes full of loneliness.

Suddenly, Mu Yuncheng had already pulled her catkin.

The carriage drove up, and Mu Yuncheng helped the person in his palm onto the carriage. The moment the curtain fell, the two of them loosened their five fingers in an extremely tacit understanding, and distanced themselves from each other.

The familiar cedar spice was burning in the carriage, and the candlelight swayed, swaying and swaying, reflecting Mu Yuncheng's side face in a warm and leisurely way.

He was obsessed with the scroll, and explained the details to Xiyan:

"Although you are my side concubine, but the concubine is dead, you are the only one I favor, so you don't have to look at other people's faces."

Xi Yan digested the memories of her past and present life, and asked tentatively with a soft voice, "Is it aimed at Concubine Hui?"

Mu Yuncheng frowned slightly.

All this time, he has kept his emotions and anger indifferent, as if any wind and wave blowing in front of him would miraculously stop.

This was the first time that Xi Yan felt the resistance deep in his heart.

"Concubine Hui always touches people's scales. If you are manipulated by her, it will be the face of my family, and you are not a concubine. If you are a little girl who is spoiled and proud, you can fight back without any scruples." .”

"Yes." Xiyan got the order and finally gained more confidence.

The palace in Nanliang, with Qin bricks and Han tiles, purple pillars and golden beams, is luxurious but not ostentatious.

Xi Yan was led by Mu Yuncheng, and she was very quiet.

He strode into the hall with big strides, walked straight to the desks where one person was under ten thousand and over ten thousand people and sat down.

Xiyan was close to Mu Yuncheng, and the catkin was held in his palm, and she never let go.

Mu Yuncheng accepted the scrutiny of the officials generously, chatting and laughing happily while pushing cups and cups.

Mu Yuncheng doesn't drink alcohol, even on a grand festival like Yuan Day, he will still replace wine with tea, which is well known in Nanliang.

Xiyan poured tea for Mu Yuncheng with lowered eyes, and suddenly a mean and sharp voice resounded through the hall, "I heard that Yuncheng got the side concubine, I want to see how beautiful she is after the princess of Nanjiang!" , can enter his eyes!"

(End of this chapter)