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

Suddenly, Di Xiuyan's handsome brows furrowed as he discovered a serious problem:

"Wan Yan, why don't you wear a mask yourself? Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

"Why don't you take care of your body?"

Seeing his worried look, Mu Wanyan smiled generously and patted her chest.

"I have been making medicine and poison since I was young, and I have long since refined an indestructible body."

His beautiful eyes curved and twinkled, "I am immune to all poisons, I don't need a mask."

Di Xiuyan: "Really?"

Mu Wanyan smiled again, "Don't worry, I'm still strong."

Di Xiuyan said gently: "Will...will this affect your lifespan?"

Does alchemy harm your lifespan?

If it does, then never practice it again.

He didn't want anything to happen to such a wonderful person.

Mu Wanyan fell into deep thought for a moment about this question. As long as Pei Mochen didn't harm her, she should be able to live a long time.

He looked firmly into God Xiuyan's eyes, "No, I will definitely live a long time."

Then, seeing Di Xiuyan's still worried look, Mu Wanyan felt happy.

She felt that her brother's image must have become even more important in the Regent's heart.

So she raised her little face high and asked him cunningly: "My Lord, my Lord?"

Di Xiuyan: “Hmm?”

Mu Wanyan: "Since I have worked so hard to make pills for you, if someone wants to kill me in the future, will you save me?"

Di Xiuyan: “Yes.”

She: "Thank you, my lord!"

He: "You're welcome. When you die, I will help you get revenge."

Mu Wanyan: “…”

Couldn't you save her first when her life was in danger?

It seems that I still need to work harder.

But what Di Xiuyan was thinking was: If anyone dared to kill such a pure and kind person, he would definitely kill that person's entire family first.

After a while, Di Xiuyan took the booklet and left.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that his sexual orientation would really become a problem.

Gu Yeran, who had been standing at the door for a long time, hurried in as soon as he saw Di Xiuyan leave.

"Wan Yan——"

He saw everything just now. Wan Yan was standing on tiptoe and helping his cousin put on the mask in an ambiguous manner.

He was a little jealous, and Gu Yeran also wanted Wan Yan to help him put on the mask.

"Master Gu, why are you here too?"

"It's been a long time."

"Hurry, put this on. The room is full of poison gas." Mu Wanyan took out a mask, threw it casually into Gu Yeran's hand, and went about her business.

"Hey, Wan Yan, won't you help me put it on?" Gu Yeran dragged out his voice, and the displeasure on his face was obvious.

Mu Wanyan: "I'm busy, it's not like you don't have long arms."

Gu Yeran: "Then why are you helping my cousin wear it?"

Mu Wanyan did not avoid the topic when she heard it, she smiled openly.

"Your cousin is naturally different."

Gu Yeran: "What's the difference?"

Mu Wanyan sat down and said seriously: "He is so handsome, he is the regent, and his martial arts skills are also at the maximum level."

"If I can hold onto his thighs, no one will dare to bully me anymore."

Gu Yeran: "I can protect you too. My martial arts skills are at level eight, and my father is a general. I..."

Mu Wanyan interrupted him and stretched out three slender fingers. "I have already reached the fifth level of martial arts cultivation. I am only three levels behind you."

Gu Yeran: "Then... then my cousin and I are only two levels apart."

After saying this, he no longer had the confidence.

You have to know that in the world of martial arts, it is possible to practice the eighth level, but reaching the ninth level is harder than ascending to heaven.

There are no more than five people in the world who can reach level nine, let alone level ten?

……

Di Xiuyan held the mask and did not walk far. He heard everything that Wan Yan and Gu Yeran said in the alchemy department.

Especially when he heard Wan Yan praising him for being handsome and saying that he wanted to cling to him, the corners of Di Xiuyan's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Wan Yan is so nice, not only is she beautiful inside and out, but even what she says is sweet enough to touch people's hearts.

He's really good at praising people.

But fate plays a trick on him, why did he have to be a man?

-

Tonight, after returning to the Regent's Palace, Di Xiuyan couldn't sleep.

The scene of Wan Yan putting a mask on him at the alchemy studio kept appearing in his mind.

He could not forget Wan Yan's eyes, smile and innocence, nor could he forget Wan Yan's graceful figure.

'His' smile was like a flood that eroded his heart. Di Xiuyan had serious moral concepts and could not accept male homosexuality, but he could not forget Wan Yan.

By the time Di Xiuyan fell into a drowsy sleep, it was already late at night.

All the doubts and mysteries were answered for him in his dreams.

In the dream, Wan Yan turned into the woman who helped him detoxify that night. Wan Yan was a girl, and 'he' and that woman were actually the same person.

Same body odor, same skin, same tranquility.

She stared at him for a long time and asked the same question she had asked during the day.

Di Xiuyan: "Yanyan, I will never let anyone hurt you."

He kept this in mind, so he made the promise again in his dream.

In the dream, Wan Yan felt grateful, and they did the same thing when they first met.

The dream is really beautiful.

The next morning, Di Xiuyan woke up and found himself laughing because of the dream he had last night.

How could he be so unrestrained towards Wan Yan in his dream?