"Master, the lady is not dressed. Xing'er thinks that many people are giving advice to her. For the sake of the reputation of the Marquis' Mansion, you should let the lady come in and wash it up quickly."

Xing'er and Mu Yuande whispered, their words full of concerns about the reputation of the Hou Mansion.

She saw that Wang's plan was that her mission was to make the Hou Mansion restless, and that Wang and others would not have a chance to achieve their wishes in one day.

It is necessary to stir the muddy water in the Hou Mansion even more turbid.

So, she built her happiness on Wang's pain. She refused to let Wang succeed if Wang wanted to do anything.

Mu Yuande looked at Wang. Wang was in a mess, like a crazy woman, and his brows frowned fiercely.

"Mrs. Wang!"

Wang was startled by Mu Yuande's sudden loud voice. When he turned around, he saw Xing'er in his arms smiling provocatively at her. He was not as good as before. She knew that this fox charming boy was pretending!

"Master, please get out of the way. I'm going to kill this little languid to death today. She dares to laugh at me..."

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the surroundings became quieter, and people looked at Mu Yuande and Wang.

Wang covered his face in disbelief, and Mu Yuande looked angry, while Xing'er hid behind Mu Yuande in fear, with pear blossoms covered with rain, pitiful.

There is a good show to watch!

This is obvious that the mistress wants to bully the side room and then be taught a lesson by her own man.

However, Wang looked like a stingy man, dressed in dishevelles, did not look like a mistress, and was not as neat as the other party's side room.

"Master, you actually hit me!" Wang couldn't believe it. Mu Yuande had never attacked her. This time he actually hit her for a fox charming boy!

"Dad!" Mu Ningxue was also shocked. Her father was actually beating her mother outside! What do outsiders think about this!

Mu Yuande regretted it as soon as he made a move. Wang was his wife and shouldn't have given her face so much in front of outsiders.

But as a man, he could not apologize in front of so many people, so he snorted coldly and walked into the Marquis's Mansion.

"Mu Yuande, you are not allowed to leave. Let me explain it clearly today! If you don't explain it clearly, no one will live this day!"

Wang hurriedly followed and asked Mu Yuande to give her an explanation! Mu Ningxue had to go with her.

Xing'er also followed quickly, and she had to make more noise, so she couldn't make Mu Yuande feel guilty towards Wang.

So Mu Yuheng was the only one left at the door.

The corners of his mouth raised, and his sister was indeed very skilled. She had only one more Xing'er, and the second room was in chaos.

...

"Prince, the lady is still sleeping. Why don't I go and wake her up?" When Sang Lan arrived in the yard, she saw that the door was closed and hurriedly said to Long Moshen.

"No need, you go down."

"Ah?..." Sang Lan suddenly looked up, but when she saw the prince's deep eyes, she said obediently again: "Oh, then...that's the servant, let's go down first."

Miss, please take care of yourself, I can’t help you.

After Sang Lan left, Long Moshen also waved Long Yilong and two or two away, and then pushed away Mu Wushuang's boudoir.

Mu Wushuang was sleeping soundly at this moment. She spent all night studying the royal blood of the emperor in the space, which was equivalent to not sleeping for a few days, so she fell asleep as soon as she fell into bed and slept quite well.

When Long Moshen came in, the breeze just blew the veil on the bed.

The graceful figure inside was faintly revealed, wearing thin clothes in summer, the girl was not honest in sleeping positions, holding a pillow on the side, putting one leg on the quilt, and her fair ankles were stretched up to give her more delicate skin.

The spring scenery suddenly fades, and the room is full of beauty.

Looking at the girl's figure, he moved his throat with a thousand-year-old iceberg, feeling that the man's instinct was gradually reviving.

He stroked the girl's delicate cheeks with his hand, and the girl's face was just the size of his palm. He gently stroked her eyes, but her deep eyes drifted to another place, and her hands moved down a little uncontrollably.

His eyes gradually became darker, and finally turned into a seductive dark purple.

"Um~"

Mu Wushuang turned over and snorted lightly.

She was too sleepy and thought she was still in a dream, so she had a spring dream. Some thick fingers gently stroked her delicate skin, making her heart tremble.

Anyway, it’s just a dream, reserved or something, doesn’t exist!

Long Moshen's big hand froze when she turned over, and a trace of guilt flashed in deep eyes.

But when he found that the girl was not awake and her face showed a look of enjoyment, he suddenly exerted force on his hand, almost trying to untie her skirt and press on her.

"It hurts~"

Mu Wushuang snorted again unconsciously, frowning.

"Shuang'er."

Long Moshen moved his hand upwards, gently smoothing her frown brows, murmured her name in his mouth.

Seeing the girl's brows stretching and continuing to sleep, he reluctantly withdrew his hand. His emotional eyes gradually became clear, but they were not as cold as usual, and the tenderness in his eyes never dissipated.

Gentleness is only given to the person you like.

Others, in his eyes, are not as important as her finger.

Mu Wushuang felt that he had a full sleep, and when he woke up, he stretched comfortably.

When I turned my head, I saw a man sitting by the bed, and I was reading a book in my hand.

"Hmm? Uncle Emperor? When did you come?"

She asked in confusion, and why is it only the emperor uncle, where did that girl Sang Lan go?

"soon."

Long Moshen calmly put away half of the book and said in a low voice.

"Uncle Emperor, what book did you read?" She seemed to see the word "pornographic" and was very curious. Of course, she couldn't imagine it if she wanted to break her head. Uncle Emperor was reading a collection of folk love stories.

"Technique." Long Mo said without changing his face.

"Is that true?" She looked suspicious.

Long Moshen didn't want her to ask again, and suddenly remembered a trick in a storybook. He suddenly approached her, raised her chin, and said in a low tone:

"Shuang'er has lost weight and looks better."

"Is that true? Have you lost weight?"

Mu Wushuang was indeed distracted and reached out to touch her face. She had not slept for several days and nights, and had been studying the poisonous blood of the emperor. In addition to trying to detoxify him, the most important thing was not to lose weight! Hearing that the emperor's uncle, who has never praised others for many years, said that she had lost weight, so she must have lost weight.

The key is that the emperor actually said that she looks better!

The sun is really coming out from the west!

It seems that what the emperor said was not a lie. It turns out that he really didn’t like obese women’s hobbies!

She was always happy to be praised by others. She thought about losing weight day and night. When she heard the emperor praise her, she didn't even pay attention to the clothes on her chest being wrinkled by someone's salty hands, and even forgot the book she just saw.

She casually put on a robe and ran to look in the mirror.

But why can't she see how much she has lost?

My chin has lost a little thinner, and the baby fat on my cheeks has almost lost weight, but my figure is not perfect, so I can be called a slight fat.

However, in someone's eyes, such a figure can be called perfect.

"No, I have to reduce it." She frowned.

"Shuang'er has been thin enough."

However, his concerns were redundant. When Mu Wushuang was the thinnest, there would be no place where he should have meat. Whenever a man looked at her, Long Moshen even had the desire to kill.
Chapter completed!