The prosperous age of fast time travel is also tilted

Chapter 787 The Elven King (63)

"Did you really only eat and drink a little?"

Hearing this, Mu Zimei was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, she glanced at everyone at the table, and couldn't help but annoyed Mu Qianlin, "Brother, don't interrupt!"

Seeing this, Mu Qianlin suppressed a smile and nodded, "Yeah, go ahead."

Mu Zimei continued: "After the two of us finished eating, I watched you go out, and then went back to my room."

"As a result, not long after I sat down, I... lost consciousness."

Saying that, Mu Zimei nodded seriously, "Yes, I just passed out!"

Hearing this, Sheng Yiqing asked in surprise, "Oh? Did you faint?"

"Yeah." Mu Zimei nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "It must be so, otherwise why would I lose all this memory later?!"

"Cough." Mu Qianlin raised his hand, clenched it into a fist and coughed lightly, and then asked her tentatively, "Could it be... that you actually fell asleep?"

Mu Zimei shook her head with an inscrutable expression, "No, how can an elf sleep so fast? So... there must be something wrong with it."

As she spoke, she turned her head and stared at Mu Qianlin without blinking.

At this time, An Ye had already lifted up, staring at Mu Zimei's movements.

Seeing this scene, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

When Mu Qianlin saw her like this, she immediately panicked.

It's just that because An Ye is here, he has to hold back no matter what.

Mu Qianlin and Mu Zimei were forced to look at each other, while calmly tensing up, while thinking slightly flustered in her heart.

This girl, doesn't she really know about the fact that she drugged her?If you know it, don't say it here, if An Ye hears it, if you suspect something, it's over!
At this moment, Mu Qianlin couldn't help being puzzled again, he didn't understand why Sheng Yiqing wanted to ask Zimei this question, what should he do now in this situation...

Thinking about it, Mu Qianlin's eyes moved, Wei Wei turned to Sheng Yi for help.

Seeing this, Sheng Yiqing also knew that as an overly naive white elf, his psychological quality was really not good, so he gave him a reassuring look.

Seeing this, Mu Qianlin finally felt relieved and felt less nervous.

"Uh...Zimei, why are you looking at me like that? You're talking like your brother is hurting you."

Hearing this, the Elf King and his wife were shocked, why did this child take the initiative to speak out.

The moment they had just thought about it, they heard Mu Zimei staring at Mu Qianlin and speaking quietly.

"Brother, I don't doubt you..."

Hearing this, Mu Qianlin pretended to be calm and said: "Then you are..."

Suddenly, Mu Zimei patted Mu Qianlin on the shoulder with one hand.

"I suspect those who usually like to play pranks on us!"

Saying that, Mu Zimei let go of Mu Qianlin, turned her head to look at everyone, and said angrily: "Don't think I don't know, they used to like to play all kinds of pranks in my palace, but I'm smart , so there is no way for them.”

"I didn't expect that this time they actually drugged me directly, causing me to sleep for such a long time. It was really... too much! Hmph!"

Hearing what she said, Mu Qianlin breathed a sigh of relief, and then he couldn't help but said: "The inner... may not necessarily be the friends, maybe... it's a misunderstanding?"

For the little friends who were misunderstood, Mu Qianlin could only try to speak well of them.

After all, now, for the sake of the overall situation, they can only be sacrificed.

(End of this chapter)