Nan Yuan doesn't like to laugh.

First, her body is a paralyzed face, she can't express too rich emotions, and laughing may be uglier than crying.

Second, she has a cold nature. Although she often complains in her heart, this does not prevent her from being indifferent to the outside world. Even if there is no influence of her facial paralysis, she definitely belongs to the high-cold queen.

Therefore, Nan Yuan can be amused by a person, but still hold back his laughter, which shows how lethal this person is.

Mu Yixuan saw that her face was flushed red, and her appearance became more and more beautiful. The joy on her face was not concealed, "I knew that Xiyao also liked it."

Nan Yuan couldn't hold back, and a "poof" leaked out from the corner of her mouth. Fortunately, she covered it with her hands in time and coughed softly.

Mu Yixuan looked at her suspiciously, "Xiyao, are you not feeling well?"

"Just now, my throat is a little uncomfortable. Mu Yixuan, who taught you about the bridal chamber?"

Nan Yuan was really curious, where did this little nerd learn the steps of the bridal chamber, and he was so sure.

Mu Yixuan raised his chest unconsciously, "Xiyao, I'm self-taught without a teacher."

In fact, it was because he accidentally bumped into his father and mother to do this kind of thing when he was young. But he didn't want to tell Xiyao about this kind of thing.

Nan Yuan looked at his "I'm very smart, I'm very powerful" stinky fart, and was amused again.

She applauded, "Yixuan is amazing. Well, it's great."

The corners of Mu Yixuan's mouth curved, and the embarrassment deepened.

He pressed down again, and muttered with two blushing faces: "Xiyao, let's kiss for a while longer, so that you can easily get pregnant."

Nan Yuan: ...Pfft.

"Mu Yixuan, do you want me to have a baby for you?"

Mu Yixuan looked at her with wide eyes, "Xiyao, I like children, don't you?"

"I like it very much." Especially raising the child to be a five-good youth with three views of integrity is something that gives Nan Yuan a sense of accomplishment.

However, her physical body can no longer give birth to children, and even if she can, she will not give birth.

Mu Yixuan thought she was worried about the issues she once worried about, and immediately explained: "Xiyao rest assured, my disease is a heart disease and will not be passed on to our children."

The medical books in the past few months are not for nothing. Although Mu Yixuan does not know how to do it, he has already mastered a lot of theoretical knowledge.

In the past, he couldn't even touch women, how could he dare to imagine that he had children.

But later he met Xiyao, and he wanted to protect Xiyao.

Later, he read medical books and learned that his disease would not be passed on to future generations.

So, he had the idea of ​​having a child with Xiyao again.

Mu Yixuan thought: When Xiyao gives birth to his child, he will definitely take good care of them.

He will accompany them all the time, not to let the mother and son wait for each other.

He wanted them to look up and see him by their side.

Mu Yixuan was very happy, and his eyes staring at Nan Yuan became brighter and brighter.

"Xiyao, don't be afraid, I'll be gentler this time, let's come a few more times." Mu Yixuan blushed and said something he felt very ashamed of.

Nan Yuan was not ashamed at all, she was struggling to hold back her laughter.

Mu Yixuan's dullness is the source of her happiness.

The joy I harvested today is about to burst.

After Mu Yixuan finished talking, he suddenly reached out to cover Nan Yuan's smiling eyes, and leaned over to kiss again.

His kisses were raw, but very exploratory.

In this way, it is jerky and seductive.

Nan Yuan felt his cautious and extremely excited request, and couldn't help sighing in her heart.

The nerd's hopes are about to fail again.

~

The sky was getting dark, and Emperor Jin and all the princes and grandsons who were cheering on them left one after another.

Emperor Jin wanted to eavesdrop on the corner, but this behavior was really not in line with the status of the king of a country, and he had to give up.

As for the hidden guard, under the prior order of Emperor Jin, he retreated to a distance where he could not hear the conversation of the people in the room.

So what is the situation of the two people in the house, only the two parties involved know.

The darker the night, the red candle in the house weeps, the candle light shakes gently, and in the red gauze tent, people and shadows overlap.

In the courtyard of Prince Chen's Mansion, red lanterns hang high, making the entire Prince's Mansion very festive.

Eunuch Zhao and Mammy Zhou sent off the last wave of guests, and Prince Chen's mansion, which was still talking a little, suddenly froze.

The two old men walked back together.

"Fang Ying, let me ask you one more question, have you really broken up with the Zhou family?" Eunuch Zhao said fair.

Mother Zhou's name was Zhou Fangying, but that name was not called for a long time.

She frowned, "On a big day, what do you do with those ungrateful things?"

After Mother Zhou developed, she did not forget the relatives of the Zhou clan, and took special care of the younger generation who were sent to the palace by those relatives. Unexpectedly, Mother Zhou was involved in a case. Those younger generation who were under her care, And the group of clansmen who usually begged for this and that immediately separated from her, which really made her feel cold.

Since then, she has had little contact with those relatives.

"Prince Chen will be the mistress of this palace from now on, you and I should respect her as much as your Highness." Eunuch Zhao reminded.

"It's natural, and you're saying it with an old thing like you."

Eunuch Zhao sighed: "Fangying, I know you too well, but you are actually a softhearted person. This time the princess is determined to settle accounts with the master and servant of the Wang clan, and you must break up with the Zhou clan. , If something really happens that involves the relatives of the Zhou clan, even if someone asks you, don't be soft-hearted."

"...What do they have to do with me, you think too much."

"You can carry it in your heart."

Nan Yuan had a bad dream. In the dream, she was holding a treasured sword in her hand to kill, and she saw that the enemy was about to be split in half by her sword. As a result, when she raised the sword, the sword in her hand suddenly turned into a knife. The big living person, and the handle of the knife she was holding became the big living person's hand.

She wanted to throw the big living person out, but the big living person that the knife turned into, let's just consider it as a sword demon, it was like a big brown candy, no matter how much she was thrown, she couldn't get it out, and the more sticky it became, the tighter the two were. A sticky liquid seeped out where the people were holding each other.

Nan Yuan opened her eyes.

wake up.

She immediately looked down her arm.

Mu Yixuan was clasping her hand firmly in the palm of her hand, and because she was clenching it too tightly, the sweat from her palm soaked Nan Yuan's hand.

No wonder she had such a strange dream.

Nan Yuan pulled out her hand.

"Xiyao..." Mu Yixuan, who was beside him, suddenly frowned and fell into a very uneasy sleep.

Nan Yuan stared at him for a while, wiped her sweaty hand on his arm, and then wiped his sweaty claw dry with his own sleeve.

After that, he put his hand back in.

Nan Yuan: What a squeamish troublemaker.