It was night, the lights were flickering, and Yan Wuxie, who was wearing a woman's hijab, played with the hydrangea in his hand, hiding a venom-stained blade inside. The sound of footsteps gradually sounded, and a shadow was blocked in front of her. She sneered and continued to play with the blade.

Mu Huan was a little bit shy. After hearing the words of her mother and concubine, she knew nothing about the matter. She looked at the delicate and delicate man under the light and suddenly became a little timid.

Or just spend the night on the small couch today? Anyway, she doesn't want to be in a rush. She doesn't want to leave the impression of Meng Lang on this man, and it seems that this man is no less scared than her.

The reason for coming to this conclusion is that even though Yan Wuxi is sitting on the bed at this time, covered with the woman's hijab, her fingers are constantly twisting the flower belt and appear to be a little restless.

"Although the main hall has ordered you tonight, but forgive you for your first visit. You will rest here tonight. The main hall will go to the outer room for one night."

Yan Wuxie exclaimed, "His Royal Highness, the minister should sleep outside."

【Si Xia Madam did not want the bridal chamber, she was less troublesome. 】

"No need." Mu Huan waved his hand. This Yan Wuxie was weak. She had learned some martial arts to strengthen her body, and she was better than him.

Without waiting for Yan Wuxi's resignation, Mu Huan went straight to rest on the small couch outside.

After about a stick of incense, Yan Wuxi listened to the low breathing outside, removed the hijab on his head and threw it on the ground, with cold eyes.

Sure enough, she was right.

The girl who had just reached the hustle and bustle was still a little bit ashamed, and she couldn't let it go for a while. Tonight was barely passed, and she managed to gain a foothold in the harem, at least establishing an advantage in front of the other two male concubines.

She walked slowly to the girl. Mu Huan, who was sleeping soundly, didn't notice her movement, and turned over, the bright white blade behind her drew a stream of light under the dim candlelight.

Yan Wuxie looked at the hair hanging on the ground and sneered: Someday it will be the head of the Xixia Grandma's crown that will fall under the knife.

Someone in Mu Huanmeng has been chasing her for a long time, and shouting and throwing ice cubes on her body. In frustration, she stretched her feet and kicked on the lower abdomen of the opposite person, and saw the face of the person chasing her change suddenly. Disappeared.

Yan Wuxi touched her lower abdomen with a blue face. This madam Xixia was not aware of her murderous aura, so she deliberately tried it out, but she didn't look like she was awake.

She can only admit that she is unlucky.

The next day, Mu Huan got up and felt sore in her neck. She moved her neck left and right, then opened the door and went out.

The maid who had been waiting for a long time walked inside carrying a tray, and Mu Huan was panicked when she saw this, she actually forgot about Hipa.

"Wait, let's go and take a look at this hall first. You guys wait first."

Mu Huan walked quickly. As soon as he entered the inner room, he was shocked when he noticed the movement. Yan Wuxie looked around and didn't reveal the secret of her daughter's body, and then asked with a sigh of relief: "His Royal Highness, What are you?"

"Hurry up, Hippa take it out."

Mu Huan was in a hurry. She had a knife at the waist of her clothes. She looked at the sharp point of the knife and then at the beautiful man who didn't change her face. In the end, she chose to swipe the knife on Yan Wuxie's body, and her fingertips popped out. The drop of blood was quickly picked up on Hippa, and she was relieved when she saw the red traces of Hippa smeared.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid of pain, I can only wrong you. Anyway, your physique is very weak, and you are not afraid of getting hurt again?" Mu Huan smirked, and walked out calmly in Yan Wuxi's stunned eyes. Hippa was handed over to the handmaid.

Mu Huan said that although she had studied martial arts and her body was a little stronger than Yan Wuxi, she was a daughter after all, and her body could not leave scars, so she could only feel wronged by Yan Wuxi.

Such a weak boy brother shouldn't mind.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow I will get fat again, this... I immediately return to before liberation when I ask for a leave.