Several people saluted the emperor and empress Chu Guifei again, and walked out of the hall under the leadership of the eunuch.

After leaving the main hall, Mu Wenran could feel very keenly that Jing Anyao's pace had quickened a lot, and she and Mu Xing'er almost trotted all the way to the sedan chair.

"Your Highness, can you run slower, we can't catch up." Mu Xing'er's physical strength gradually couldn't keep up, and she collapsed in the sedan chair panting, raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

"But what's wrong with it? I don't think you're right. ”

"It's okay, I'll rest for a while when I get to the house."

Jing Anyao closed his eyes, and under the peak eyebrows, Moyu's eyes slowly closed, and he leaned aside quietly.

Mu Wenran felt awkward in her heart, and she didn't know why Jing Anyao suddenly ignored her, and she was inexplicably a little depressed in her heart.

"I'll show you."

"I said no."

After Mu Wenran's slender fingers touched Jing Anyao's skin, he felt that the place where he was touched was burning hot, and the blood in his whole body was converging somewhere in his lower body, and he suddenly became a little impatient, and pulled his hand out of Mu Wenran's hand violently, and turned his head to look out the window.

Although Mu Wenran knew that this matter was strange, but because of Jing Anyao's current stubborn donkey temper, he didn't want to pay attention to him for the time being, withdrew his hand to take the pulse, and quietly looked at Mu Xing'er who was gnawing on dry food.

"Second sister, don't look at me like this, I didn't eat at the banquet just now, those people are eyeing me, I can't eat at all." Mu Xing'er received Mu Wenran's gaze and scratched her head embarrassedly.

"It's okay, I'm not mad at you, you just eat." Mu Wenran smiled softly, and happened to talk to her about what happened at today's banquet.

Mu Xing'er sighed extremely at stake, and also despised people like Chu Guifei very much.

"Second sister, do you say that Concubine Chu and the third prince don't like us? How can there be any reason to force other girls to drink? ”

"Even you can see it, now do you know why I didn't want to bring you to the capital in the first place?"

The two chatted sentence by sentence, and before they knew it, a long time had passed.

In the process of talking to Mu Wenran, Mu Xing'er's eyes looked at Jing Anyao from time to time, as if something was wrong.

"Sister, is Your Highness really okay? He was sweating profusely. ”

"What?"

Mu Wenran chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly looked at Jing Anyao, but saw Jing Anyao's back leaning straight against the wall of the carriage, his black hair scattered on his face, and sweat sliding down his forehead.

"Master, it's here." There was a reminder of the bamboo shadow outside the car, and this was the third sound.

Mu Xing'er was a little anxious, and lifted the curtain and shouted at him. "Got it, don't shout, hurry up and help people!"

Zhuying didn't know what was going on in the car, so he hurriedly jumped into the carriage to check on Jing Anyao's situation.

"Master, do you want to ......?"

"What do you think! My sister's ready-made doctor is here. ”

Mu Xing'er was in a hurry, and what she said became more and more choking, and even Mu Wenran couldn't hold back, asking her not to be fierce.

"Can you still get up? I'll take your pulse. ”

"I'm fine, just a little drunk."

It's not just why Jing Anyao pushed Mu Wenran's hand away several times and didn't let her take the pulse, but this time, Mu Wenran sensed that something was wrong, Jing Anyao's palms were as hot as a soldering iron, and there was definitely something wrong with this body temperature.

"Okay, I won't help you see it, I'll help you go back, right? If you don't let me, I'm going to have to look hard. Mu Wenran patiently coaxed him, tugging at his sleeve and pouting slightly.

The surrounding firelight and moonlight are intertwined, Jing Anyao's already chaotic mind, the things around him have become a foil, only the only Mu Wenran in this painting, the color is extremely bright, and every smile touches his heart.

"Okay." He wanted to refuse, but he agreed to her, perhaps because her crimson face was so seductive that he almost lost his mind.

Zhuying took Mu Xing'er to leave first, and Mu Wenran helped Jing Anyao back to the room with great difficulty.

"When did you drink so badly, I remember when I was at my house, you had no problem drinking a few jars of wine by yourself." Mu Wenran helped him to sit heavily on the bed, and suddenly felt a sense of relief on his body.

"Ran'er, don't go......" But she just wanted to shake her arm and move her muscles and bones, but she didn't know what Jing Anyao had suddenly done, and grabbed her arm forcefully and took it into her arms.

"Ahh Mu Wenran was defenseless, and this time Jing Anyao pulled extremely hard, and the bridge of her nose was hit painfully.

Jing Anyao muttered, hugged her tightly, looked down for the red lip flap, tossed and turned, and after a while, Mu Wenran could barely penetrate it.

"An Yao, what's wrong with you?" Today's Jing Anyao is too enthusiastic, no matter how she looks at it, she feels very abnormal.

When Jing Anyao covered her lips again, Mu Wenran slowly rubbed, grasped his powerful wrist, and used his index and middle fingers together to probe his pulse.

After only a brief probe, Mu Wenran let go of his hand like an electric shock, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

This turned out to be a flattering drug! The medicinal properties are already strong, if she remembers correctly, there are many pots of ylang-ylang flowers at the banquet, and under the inducement of the floral fragrance, the medicinal properties will volatilize faster and faster.

"Dye'er, Dye'er......" When Mu Wen was distracted, Jing Anyao seemed to be a little painful, muttered her name, coldly pulled out the dagger on his waist, and slashed it on his arm.

"What are you doing here!" Fortunately, Mu Wen's eyes were quick and stopped him in time, but unfortunately the sharp knife still left a blood mark on his arm.

"Dye'er, I can't ......" Jing Anyao painfully had green tendons on his forehead, but the only consciousness he had in his hand was still reminding Mu Wenran to leave quickly, it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time.

Mu Wen's moist eyes looked at him for a long time, she guessed that there must be something wrong with the glass of wine that Jing Anyao took over, and she might be glad that the glass of wine was only mixed with medicine, not poison.

"An Yao, do you know who I am?"

"Dye'er, my dyer."

Mu Wenran took a deep breath and slowly took off her shoes and socks, her light shirt was removed one by one, and her green fingers trembled slightly.

"Dye you! You don't have to, I'll just put up with it. ”

"No matter what place I occupy in your heart, in my heart, there is only one you."

She murmured softly, Jing Anyao's eyes were scarlet, ** and love were intertwined, he used his internal force, and the curtain slowly fell, covering the spring in this room.

On the branches of the moon, a small bird fell on the branches outside the window, but it was instantly startled by the ambiguous sound in the room, and spread its wings and flew away.