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

Chapter 49 "Who Are You?"

The courtyard door was kicked open!

The people in the room turned pale when they heard the movement.

Xiyan eased over a wave of pain, raised her hand to grab the opponent's collar, and threw it hard.

The opponent fell in response.

Looking back in panic, he saw a fire shining outside the window, and gritted his teeth angrily, "If I die, brothers will not let you go!"

Xiyan withdrew the hidden weapon on her wrist, her pale face smiled bloodthirstyly, "This hidden weapon was made for me by the prince himself, even if I am far away in Nanliang, that is the person that the prince puts on top of his heart, how can you do that?" Fingered?"

Seeing that his identity was about to be exposed, the other party wanted to get under the bed no matter what.

Xiyan looked at his distressed appearance, and sneered, "I can save you, but you have to understand, who put you in prison today, after you go out, don't forget to do it for yourself, and also for me by the way." , seek justice."

The girl's voice was soft and glutinous, but it was full of power.

The other party's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he could only nod frequently.

"Idiot, after spending so long with Shizi, he can still be used by a woman..."

Affected by this curse, the man in black retracted his arms angrily, and at the same time, Mu Yuncheng broke into the door.

What caught my eye was a little face that was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

Her clothes were messy, as if she had just wrestled with someone, her panting had not yet subsided, her cheeks were covered with sweat, and her lips were paper-colored.

As soon as Mu Yuncheng came, all the defenses in Xiyan's body disappeared.

"Sir..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, another wave of pain came over her, unable to resist, she could only swallow the words she was about to speak, and bent over again in pain...

Rou Ning subconsciously clenched the hem of the clothes, while the other palm supported the cushion under her body, slowly moving towards the hidden weapon inch by inch.

She wanted to attribute the scene of the wind chimes to her unintentional touch.

Sure enough, a hint of disappointment welled up in Mu Yuncheng's eyes, but soon, that disappointment disappeared invisible.

He stepped forward, "Ayan, what's wrong?"

Xiyan gestured to the bed with her eyes, and after receiving Mu Yuncheng's nod, she said with difficulty, "I have heart palpitations."

Palpitations?

Hearing these two words, Mu Yuncheng's anxious expression suddenly became abnormally quiet.

There was a momentary trance in his mind.

Obviously two bodies, why are there so many similarities and coincidences?
"Come here, ask for a doctor..."

Before Mu Yuncheng finished speaking, Xi Yan had already grabbed his sleeves.

"You don't need to ask a doctor, the embrace of the prince has miraculous effects..."

Xiyan said these words out of instinct and habit, at this moment she just wanted Mu Yuncheng to take her out of the courtyard as soon as possible, and find a safe place where no one else could see, so that she could secretly take the antidote.

But it was this seemingly random sentence of coquettishness that made Mu Yuncheng's mind explode, and he lost all reason!

The words of the old lady echoed in my ears again:

"I've had heart palpitations since I was a child, but now I know that Brother Cheng's embrace has a miraculous effect. If you hug me, I won't hurt anymore..."

Mu Yuncheng's breath stopped!
His big palms caressed Xiyan's shoulders, and tightened abruptly, "Who are you?"

Xiyan was wrapped in pain, and climbed up the man's neck, "My lord, take me out of here..."

The trembling and pain of the girl's final voice doesn't seem to be fake...

Mu Yuncheng finally came to his senses.

He wrapped his long arms around, picked up the little man who was so painful that he shrunk into a ball, and turned around to walk out of the room.

With the cold wind blowing on her cheeks, Xiyan shrank and burrowed into Mu Yuncheng's chest.

Only after this drill did she realize that Mu Yuncheng came in a hurry and was only wearing a single shirt.

She wanted to say something, but when her throat was closed, she couldn't stop sobbing and crying.

The movements of Mu Yuncheng's hands softened a little.

He stared straight ahead, commanding unquestionably, "Go back and sleep with me."

"……Um?"

Xiyan snorted a question in surprise, but Mu Yuncheng ignored it, and just ordered the left and right in a low voice, "Let him go, find a den, and we'll do it all."

With such a big commotion, as Xi Yan's personal maid, Shao Yao didn't even show her face.

The relationship between China and China has become very clear.

Mu Yuncheng glanced at the side hall indifferently, tightened his arms, and strode towards the main courtyard.

Entering the hall, the scent of cedar blowing towards her face dispelled the chill all over her body, and Xi Yan once again survived another wave of heart-piercing pain.

Mu Yuncheng put the person in his arms on the couch, and pulled the brocade quilt to wrap her tightly around her body.

Covering her head with a big palm, after trying it for a while, she asked softly, "Ayan, can you ask the doctor to come and take a look?"

Xiyan shook her head anxiously, "I'm feeling better, but I'm a little thirsty, son, can you pour me a glass of water?"

Mu Yuncheng sighed softly, turned around and walked to the desk.

Accompanied by the sound of pouring water, Xi Yan finally had time to take out a pill.

She quietly stuffed it into her lips and teeth, and then raised her head, Mu Yuncheng had already swayed to the side of the couch with the tea set in hand.

He put his arms around the girl's shoulders and handed over the cup.

Surprisingly silent all around, Xiyan listened to the swallowing in her voice, thinking about the doubts that Mu Yuncheng might ask.

After thinking for a long time, she decided to pretend to be asleep first, and face everything after she recovers!

After making up her mind, she leaned on Mu Yuncheng's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.

But after a long time, Mu Yuncheng did not see her put down.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, so she could only use her strength to stabilize her fluttering eyelashes, so that her breathing would be steady, no matter how steady...

However, just when she thought she had gotten away with it, Mu Yuncheng's chuckle slowly fell from the top of her head.

Um?He is laughing?
Why is he laughing?Did he realize that he was pretending to be asleep?

Xi Yan had no choice but to open the thread, and as expected, Mu Yuncheng was looking down at her without blinking.

"Don't pretend?"

Sincere tone, innocent inquiry.

He was originally born gentle and clear, but his current appearance made Xi Yan a villain...

"No...not pretending..."

Xiyan lowered her head, trying to avoid Mu Yuncheng's scrutiny, but she didn't know how to explain it when the words came to her lips.

"You and my wife have too many similarities."

Mu Yuncheng let go of his arms, brought her a soft pillow and leaned against her back, while he turned to sit opposite her, his expression gradually becoming serious:
"You once called me Brother Cheng, you played a playful temptation in my palm, the secret passage that only she knows now, you also unintentionally smashed through..."

Mu Yuncheng looked at her, as if he wanted to see through the inside and outside of the person in front of him:

"Ayan, once or twice, you can use coincidences to prevaricate, the matter has come to this point, if you continue to conceal it, it will be unreasonable."

Xi Yan was so stared at by him that she had nowhere to hide, so she could only bite her lower lip tightly.

"You know her and have a deep friendship with her, so she will share everything with me, every detail, with you, isn't it?"

Xiyan clutched the brocade quilt unconsciously, feeling sore in her heart.

Mu Yuncheng had a panoramic view of her movements, and finally asked firmly, "It's because of her that you help me like this, isn't it?"

Xi Yan remained silent.

"If you don't speak, it's the truth."

Mu Yuncheng closed his eyes, and there seemed to be sadness in his voice, "Ayan, sometimes, you and her are so similar that I can't distinguish reality from the past..."

He got up and stood with his hands behind his back, leaving only a slender back for the girl.

Xiyan thought he was leaving, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when she heard his originally clear voice suddenly become hoarse, "Call me 'Brother Cheng' for her."

It was the middle of the night, and the surrounding area was surprisingly quiet.

Xi Yan paused, then murmured, "Brother Cheng."

This soft call, with the soft and soft language unique to Nanjiang, made Mu Yuncheng's shoulders tremble undetectably.

The mournful breathing seemed to be choked with sobs, and when Xiyan wanted to catch it carefully, it had already disappeared.

Xiyan got off the bed with bare feet.

She tilted her head and walked around to the man, wanting to take a closer look, but saw Mu Yuncheng wave his sleeve, and the candle light went out!
(End of this chapter)