In the rain curtain, the two were like shuttles, bumping into each other and quickly separating.

On weekdays, Mu Yi is not Xie Zhan's opponent, but now, Xie Zhan's consciousness is chaotic, and his prediction has been repeatedly wrong, and even those iron fists are like embroidered cotton, and he has no strength.

However, after three or five rounds, the difference between victory and defeat is very clear.

Mu Yi found the opportunity and smashed it on Xie Zhan's stomach in a circle, and when he bent over because of the pain, he draped his palm around his neck.

Xie Zhan's eyes were dizzy, and his eyes were dark. The wine took advantage of this again, and the person fainted directly.

Mu Yi grabbed Xie Zhan's collar, lifted him up hard, carried him on his shoulder, and held an umbrella in the other, swaying towards Qinxin Garden.

Several times Xie Zhan woke up halfway and wanted to vomit, but Mu Yi took him back.

When the two of them appeared in front of Xin Muyuan, Xin Muyuan was already stunned. If it weren't for her belief in Mu Yi's ability, she would have silently closed the door at this time.

After all, it was a rainy day at night, so it was not suitable to invite strangers in.

"I asked you to send him an umbrella, how did you bring him back?" Xin Muyuan was devastated.

Mu Yi shook Xie Zhan on his shoulder and signaled that he had fainted. He shook it, and woke Xie Zhan up uncomfortably, and when he opened his mouth to vomit, Mu Yi frowned, and knocked it back again.

Xin Muyuan watched this scene happen, his body stiffened, he was dumbfounded, and he stopped talking.

I don't know if it's too late for her to pretend not to see it now.

After quickly spinning twice in her mind, she turned sideways and asked Mu Yi Xie Zhan to move to the house.

In order to let Xie Zhan lie down, Xin Muyuan's bed was let out, but Mu Yi looked at Xin Muyuan's bed and looked at Xie Zhan, who was dizzy, and threw the person directly to the ground.

Xin Muyuan: "......" How to say the mood at this time, there is a trace of treachery.

Xin Muyuan could only bend down to carry Xie Zhan to the bed by herself, but she had just made a move when she was stopped by Mu Yi. He gestured to Xin Muyuan: dirty.

"When you wake up, let him pay." Xin Muyuan didn't care about Mu Yi's obstruction, and put the person on the bed.

She crouched on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, looked up at the drunken and frowning man, and picked up his wet hair with the little stick used for bedside decoration, revealing his pale and frail face.

"What have you been through these days? Why is it the way it is? It was hard for Xin Muyuan to imagine that the person in front of him at this time was actually the prince of the protector of the country.

Xie Zhan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his body began to twitch, Xin Muyuan hurriedly asked Mu Yi to bring a spare basin over and patted him on the back to soothe.

"Bang-la-" I vomited all the food I ate today.

Xie Zhan vomited several times in a row, and his brows finally relaxed. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person next to him in a daze, as if he could no longer see as long as he opened them.

Xin Muyuan was stared at by him very uncomfortable, and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Xie Zhan finally looked away, a self-deprecating smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and said, "My sweetheart." ”

Xin Muyuan's heart chuckled, tidied up the ground, and said, "You take a rest, I'll have someone send you home." ”

"Home? No, I don't have a home anymore. Xie Zhan closed his eyes, his voice slurred.

Xin Muyuan was stunned, looked at him in amazement, and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Xie Zhan said: "I am homeless. ”

His voice was already inaudible, and the words "returnable" were even more sticky like a word.

Xin Muyuan wanted to ask a few more questions, but Xie Zhan was already unconscious, and his breathing quickly evened out.

Xin Muyuan stared at the confused man speechlessly, and stopped talking. She stepped forward to help Xie Zhan cover the quilt, especially the belly tightly, and tiptoed out of the room.

Her room was occupied, and she spent the night in the guest room next door, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't figure it out.

She thought something might be wrong with her brain, why not throw the drunk into the cold room, he didn't know anything anyway.

Because of the uncomfortable bed, she didn't sleep well all night. When he woke up the next morning, Xie Zhan still showed no signs of waking up. When Xin Muyuan saw this, he was angry, but he still let the kitchen stew porridge to nourish his body.

It wasn't until nearly noon that Xie Zhan woke up slowly.

After getting the news, Xin Muyuan entered the house, looked at Xie Zhan who was looking around with a shocked face, and asked people to prepare the decanting soup.

The maid brought a stool and put it on the side of the bed, Xin Muyuan sat down with her skirt, her hands propped on her thighs, a pair of big black eyes stared at him gloomily, and asked, "Are you willing to wake up?" ”

"Hey, hey." Xie Zhan grinned weakly, feeling that his eyes, eyebrows, nose and mouth were not his own, his eyes were dripping, and the strings in his little head were turning rapidly, while recalling what happened yesterday and why he was in this place, while thinking about how he should deal with the current scene now.

"Have you rested?" Xin Muyuan retracted his gaze and decided not to ask what happened yesterday.

Xie Zhan nodded, got up from the bed quickly, looked back and saw the bed that had been messed up by himself, and pointed to the quilt helplessly: "...... Otherwise, I'...... I'll wash your ...... for you."

Xin Muyuan rolled his eyes and said, "Where can you, the noble young master, wash clothes?" Let you wash it, you may not know what it will look like. Leave it alone, I'll let the laundry do it later. Okay, let's leave if there's nothing to do, and your mother should come back in a while. ”

When Xie Zhan mentioned this, he felt guilty in his heart, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I apologize for my mother like you." But don't worry, from now on, my mother won't come to trouble you again. ”

Xin Muyuan squinted at him: "Why?" ”

Xie Zhan dodged his gaze and said, "I have nothing to do with you, what did she come to you for?" ”

Xin Muyuan retracted his gaze: "Oh." ”

It's weird.

The maid brought the porridge that had been cooked a long time ago, Xin Muyuan planned to let him withdraw after drinking, but he didn't expect the informant of the information network to come, squatting in Xin Muyuan's ear and saying two words, and then saw Xin Muyuan's eyebrows raised high, looked at Xie Zhan speechlessly, and said, "But this matter is not up to you." ”

Xie Zhan, who didn't know the beginning and didn't know the result, was confused.

Xin Muyuan clapped his hands, and the informant raised his voice to tell the information outside: The Duchess of Huguo is rushing over here with her family.

Xie Zhan: "......" Is it too late for him to run now?

Xin Muyuan sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly: "You said you, how much trouble you gave me." I'm such an ordinary small trader, I was forced by you to become the center of the circle, and the Duchess of Huguo finished looking for the princess, and the two of them went back and forth to me. Let's go, let's see. ”