Enchanting Princess: You are mine

Chapter 42 Too Much Salt
"Why did you ask this all of a sudden?" Hearing him ask this, Mu Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition that something was about to happen. He was calm on the surface, but suppressed it in his heart.

"It's nothing. It's just a sudden thought." Xiahou Fengze pretended to be casual and said relaxedly, which did not relieve the depressive atmosphere in the room.

Hearing what Xiahou Fengze said, Mu Xi became even more certain what happened. With Xiahou Fengze's personality, he would not ask such a question without a reason.

The room was silent for a while, seeing Mu Xi's drooping eyes that were silent and unable to answer, Xiahou Fengze's eyes were dim, like stars that had lost their luster, colorless, a little lonely and lonely.

Mu Xi raised her eyes suddenly, not missing the fleeting loss in his eyes, as if her heart had been hit hard, she frowned in distress.

Mu Xi took a deep breath, she always knew that one day she would have to face such a choice, but everything came too fast.

"Fengze..." Mu Xi called softly.

"I will be by your side until you no longer need me." The soft words were very clear in the quiet room.

Xiahou Fengze looked up at Mu Xi in shock, his eyes couldn't hide the stream of joy.

"Xi'er, you..." Xiahou Fengze walked up to Mu Xi a little excitedly, and knelt down in front of her.

Mu Xi stopped talking, and there was a trace of guilt in her eyes. She still couldn't reveal her identity at this time. She didn't dare to speak, and told Xiahou Fengze the truth. Every little bit of him being together, I don't know when, a seed has already been planted in the bottom of my heart, and it keeps growing.

"Xi'er..." Xiahou Fengze hesitated to speak, stretched out his hand to caress Mu Xi's tender cheek, and the haze in his heart was swept away.

"Fengze, no matter what happens, I hope you will tell me, okay?" Mu Xi pleaded.

"En." Xiahou Fengze smiled softly, and replied softly.

"Xi'er, are you...willing to be my wife?" Xiahou Fengze looked at Mu Xi expectantly like a child. He had been thinking about this sentence for a long time before opening his mouth. If he didn't say it now, let alone when.

Mu Xi opened her eyes wide and suspected that she was hallucinating, and stared blankly at Xiahou Fengze, a little incredulous.

"I'm not ready yet, give me some time." As soft as a mosquito's voice, Mu Xi lowered her head to hide the confusion in her eyes.

"Okay." Knowing that she couldn't pursue her too closely, give her time and let her decide.

Xiahou Fengze stretched out his hand and hugged Mu Xi into his arms, narrowing his deep sea-like eyes, wondering what he was thinking deeply.

In the middle of the night, Mu Xi tossed and turned in bed, next door was Xiahou Fengze's room, and just like Mu Xi, it was difficult to fall asleep. The two of them had their own concerns, and it was not until the sky turned pale that they gradually fell asleep.

"Mu Xi, are you awake? Get up..." Xiahou Fengyin yelled as he stood outside the door early in the morning.

"Oh, I'm so sleepy." I didn't bother to pay attention to him, pulled the quilt over my head, and continued to sleep.

"Mu Xi, open the door quickly, get up, get up quickly." Xiahou Fengyin was still relentlessly calling out from outside the door.

"What's wrong?" A deep and mellow male voice sounded.

"I've been calling for a long time, but I still haven't gotten up."

"Xi'er, it's time to hit the road."

"Oh, it's annoying, I understand." The person in the bed complained angrily towards the door.

The two people outside the door were a little confused, but the people inside seemed to be very angry, and someone was going to be unlucky.

"Hey, what's the matter? You got blackface early in the morning." Xiahou Fengyin leaned against the door and looked at Xiahou Fengze playfully.

Xiahou Fengze frowned slightly, recalling what happened last night.

"How does it taste?" Mu Xi looked at Xiahou Fengze expectantly, looking forward to his appreciation.

"Mmm, it's really delicious, haha." The corner of Xiahou Fengze's mouth twitched, and he swallowed Mu Xi's braised pork with difficulty, looking delicious.

"Really? Hee hee!" With his approval, Mu Xi was as happy as a child, picked up the chopsticks and quickly picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth.

Before Xiahou Fengze could stop him, Mu Xi had already poured water into his belly with a teapot.

"I, maybe probably... mistook salt for sugar."

Xiahou Fengze ignored Mu Xi's words, and continued to eat on his own.

"Hey, it's very salty, okay? Forget it. If you're really hungry, ask Xiaoer to bring you some supper." I remembered that I poured a lot of sugar into the soup to increase the viscosity, but I didn't know it was full of sugar. Salt.

"It's okay, as long as you do it, I don't dislike it." Xiahou Fengze said with a faint smile.

Mu Xi looked at Xiahou Fengze with both guilt and emotion, frowned with puffed cheeks, and said lightly, "Eat slowly, I'll go back to my room to sleep first." After speaking, he walked away.

Xiahou Fengze was left alone holding a piece of braised pork in a daze, until the piece of meat fell on the table before he came back to his senses, what was the song, shouldn't she feel the tears in her eyes, and then say something nice ?What's the situation? He looked at the door and shook his head in puzzlement.

(End of this chapter)