On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

"Lord Chen, I'll ask you again, who was the woman who helped me detoxify that night?"

After saying that, he took out a lock of slightly brown hair from his sleeve.

"I twisted it off that night when she wasn't paying attention. This doesn't look like the hair color of a woman from Dafeng."

She looked at him with a stern gaze, "Who is she? Huh?"

Pei Mochen was slightly stunned. He never expected that Di Xiuyan would take the token while he was being affectionate with Mu Wanyan.

His thin lips were pursed tightly and his fists were clenched tightly.

Under the pressure of the Regent, he wanted to blurt out the three words "Mu Wanyan" countless times.

In fact, this might better demonstrate her feelings for Di Xiuyan, and perhaps she could get more support from him as a super big backer.

Pei Mochen can now say to Di Xiuyan:

"You were drugged that night, and the poison took effect and you were very picky. I sent so many beautiful women to your bed, but you dumped them all."

"I have a broad mind and I am loyal to you. I even gave you my newly married Mu Wanyan, who had not yet had her wedding night, so that you could get rid of the poison of the love grass."

"Di Xiuyan, you should thank me instead of questioning me here!"

Pei Mochen thought so and was about to say so.

What a great opportunity, it only comes once in a lifetime!

Perhaps once these words were spoken, it would bring him and Di Xiuyan closer than if he used Pei Yuzhu to replace En Chong.

After all, not everyone can give their newlywed wife to someone else.

His mouth opened and closed.

There was a voice in Pei Mochen's mind that kept advising:

Silly boy, speak up!

Quickly hand over Mu Wanyan's Xichang spy. This way, not only will you have one less spy around you, but you will also have one more backer.

Come on, this is such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Think about the territory of Dafeng, think about the future throne, and then think about Di Xiuyan’s strength.

……

After a moment, Pei Mochen finally closed his eyes in pain and opened his thin lips slightly: "It's Mu Wan from Xichang..."

No, no, you can't do that.

He can't do it!

He really can't do it!

He...can't bear to do so.

Whenever he thought of Mu Wanyan's innocent and coquettish face, her sexy and graceful figure, her melancholy eyes that showed infinite admiration for him... Pei Mochen felt as if countless tentacles were tickling him in his heart.

No, he couldn't tell it.

Mu Wanyan is his princess consort. Even though she is a spy, he can kill her or deal with her at will.

But he really couldn't let another man touch her again.

From now on, she can only be his.

"She belongs to Mu Wanyan of Xichang... a maidservant who came with my princess as a dowry."

After Pei Mochen finished speaking, he finally came up with a countermeasure.

This also explains the slightly brown hair color, as the women in Xichang all have brown hair.

Di Xiuyan nodded slightly.

"In that case, let her come to this palace to serve me."

"Before 3 p.m. tomorrow, at the Regent's Palace, I want to see her."

There was already a hint of smile in Di Xiuyan's eyes, but his hand inadvertently picked up the paperweight on Pei Mochen's desk and crushed it with a little force.

"I hope King Chen won't lie to me again—"

-

After Di Xiuyan left, Pei Mochen smashed all the objects on the desk.

why?

Why should I be afraid of Di Xiuyan, that sinister and cruel man?

Why aren't his martial arts as good as his, and why aren't his real power as strong as his?

Why should their royal family be subject to the pressure of Di Xiuyan?

Just because he fought in wars for a few years, he should be more accomplished than his master?

Pei Mochen had a ferocious expression on his face. Even his bride's virginity was taken away by Di Xiuyan. One can imagine how much he hated her.

Pei Mochen really wanted to kill someone to vent his anger, but the person he wanted to kill the most was Di Xiuyan.

"When I ascend the throne, the first thing I will do is to torture you to death!"

-

After sorting out all his emotions, Pei Mochen returned to his usual gentle and elegant demeanor.

He rinsed himself with cold water, then took out two large jugs of wine and drank them all.

It was already late at night when he unknowingly arrived outside the door of Mu Wanyan's Jianjia Pavilion.

He missed her especially tonight. He wanted to smell the faint fragrance on the spy's body. He also wanted to hug her. He even wanted to possess her.

Yeah, I really want to.