I’ll Be the Male Lead’s Sister-in-Law

Mu Mingtang did not expect Xie Xuanchen to start suddenly. She was caught off guard and was pulled to his side, she almost jumped into his arms, her face very close to his chin. Mu Mingtang flushed, and hurriedly wanted to back away, but Xie Xuanchen's hand only made a little effort, and she fell back again.

Xie Xuanchen's hands looked slender and fair, but they were tied around her waist and didn't move.

Mu Mingtang struggled for a while, his face getting redder and red: "You let go, there are still people."

Xie Xuanchen raised his eyebrows and deliberately said: "Then no one can do it?"

"I clearly didn't mean it." Seeing that his eyes were getting more and more, Mu Mingtang hurriedly patted Xie Xuanchen's arm, "Quickly let go, many people are watching."

Xie Xuanchen is not a person who is afraid of being looked at. He still clasped Mu Mingtang's waist steadily and said: "If you don't explain what you just said, I won't let go. Anyway, the stigma is already burdened, and I can't lose it for nothing. ."

Both of them were dressed in layers, and Xie Xuanchen wrapped Mu Mingtang's waist with one hand, only to feel that the thin waist under the loose clothes was too full to grasp. Xie Xuanchen finally understood his previous doubts. It turned out that the woman's waist was indeed soft.

It is soft and thin, soft and boneless, and feels great.

Mu Mingtang's waist was buckled, and his upper body uncontrollably fell towards Xie Xuanchen. She accidentally leaned on Xie Xuanchen's chest and quickly stood up again, but she couldn't stand still. In the end, she could only support her waist with difficulty, holding Xie Xuanchen's arm with one hand, and holding his chest with the other.

Mu Mingtang understood that Xie Xuanchen was bound to be reluctant today, so he took a sigh of relief and said: "I just said those words casually. Just to deceive passersby, what do you really do?"

"I have to be true." Where did Xie Xuanchen let go easily, pretending to be a private one, while feeling the feeling of warm fragrant soft jade and slender waist in his arms, he said frankly, "You still said that we are not long? Why not long? "

"I was acting." Mu Mingtang felt speechless. "I also said that I am your sister-in-law. You can't do anything to me. Why do you only listen to half of what you listen to, and only half of the truth?"

Xie Xuanchen sneered, raised his hand and pinched Mu Mingtang’s nose, and said, “Want to be my sister-in-law? I’m afraid this won’t work. My only brother died when he was five or six years old. Even if he was appointed as a baby boy, he should be postponed to me. It's not long. Say that we are not like this for long? As long as I want to, no one dares to stop me, and it won't last long."

Mu Mingtang couldn't bear to hear these words, and see what it was all about. She didn't know if she was annoyed or ashamed, and her cheeks were flushed: "What nonsense, and postpone the marriage contract. This is what the old scholar hears, and I must kill you."

Xie Xuanchen suddenly asked, "What about you?"

Mu Mingtang was speechless and didn't know what he meant for a while. She froze for a moment, and pretended to be annoyed: "I will hit you too."

Xie Xuanchen glanced at Mu Mingtang dissatisfiedly, and let go of his hand reluctantly, seeing that his expression turned out to be aggrieved. After Mu Mingtang regained his freedom, he immediately fled three steps away.

She quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She found that many people were looking at them, so embarrassed that she hurriedly covered her face with a veil, and quickly fled away.

Good-looking people attract attention everywhere, not to mention such two young and beautiful men and women with gorgeous clothes. The handsome men and beautiful women behaved intimately, pulling and pulling, and everyone passing by looked at them. After Mu Mingtang escaped, Xie Xuanchen smiled lightly. He didn't rush to catch up.

Mu Mingtang walked half a street, feeling that there was no strange sight around him, and then stopped in relief. She had just slowed down, and a fortune-telling booth at the intersection immediately recruited her: "Lady, the poor Taoist temple, your brows are blooming, and your fortunes are continuous. You must be a person with noble life and good luck. Let the poor Tao make a fortune to the lady. , Ten cents once, no bargaining."

Mu Mingtang glanced aside in surprise. Since she married Xie Xuanchen, there are only a handful of people who dared to talk to her. Xie Xuanchen used to be by her side, and no one within ten paces would enter, and no one would dare to come up without a long eye. Unexpectedly, she left Xie Xuanchen today, and the first person to strike up a conversation with her turned out to be a fortune teller.

The fortune-teller was supporting a simple small table with Dao hexagrams hanging behind him, wearing a blue Dao robe, young and white, with a round face and peasy eyes, and he looked very amiable.

Mu Mingtang couldn't laugh or cry. She looked like this and found that this person was a little familiar: "Aren't you the one who performed the dry tree on the roadside on the day of Shangyuan and then sold plasters? So you are fortune-telling!"

The little fortune-teller glanced at Mu Mingtang in surprise, and his tone became more enthusiastic: "Yes, it's a trail! The lady is predestined with the little Taoist, so I will count it for you. The lady is a predestined person, at the price of an acquaintance. Money will do."

Still thinking about fortune-telling, Mu Mingtang laughed: "Didn't you say, don't you bargain?"

"Of course the destined person is the price of the destined person. Lady, please stretch out your hand."

Before Mu Mingtang refused to say it, Xie Xuanchen's voice came from behind: "Dare to let her reach out, you might as well calculate your own life first and how long you can live."

Mu Mingtang turned around and saw that Xie Xuanchen was indeed here. The young Taoist priest saw Xie Xuanchen, obviously weakened, but still tried to solicit business for himself: "This Langjun looks very murderous, I am afraid that he has more than one life in his hands, but also cut the dragon energy. Killing the dragon veins is a bad cause. , The return is also heavy. Lang Jun's life style is very hard, if he can meet the bad and turn a good fortune, if he can go through the fate of the catastrophe, he will not be able to advance in the future. It is better for him to count with me, and the poor way will help you see how to get through the fate The catastrophe."

These words naturally sneered Xie Xuanchen. He didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, or demons, but only himself. The path of life is one's own. It is up to you to reach a height. It is a fortune teller who can help you arrange the future with just a touch.

Mu Mingtang didn't intend to delay too much, and after a polite smile, he turned and left with Xie Xuanchen. The little Taoist saw that he had recruited for a long time, and he didn’t have a single copper. He was immediately anxious: "Two people together can be considered half price! It's really not good, you can also buy a trail plaster. You smoked Wuyufei, mandala, I This plaster will keep you refreshed and clear and bright!"

After Xie Xuanchen's footsteps, Mu Mingtang's expression also changed. He turned around and asked, "What did you say?"

Xie Xuanchen turned around slowly, although he didn't say a word, his eyes were full of murderous expression. The little Taoist priest was frightened by the two of them, mainly because of Xie Xuanchen's eyes, and his voice became weaker unconsciously: "I said my plaster is a panacea..."

"Not these." Mu Mingtang was anxious and asked quickly, "It's the ones in front."

"Before? You smoked Wuyufei and Mandala? Don't you know the spices on your own?"

Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen looked at each other, and both put away their jokes. Mu Mingtang walked back to the little Taoist’s fortune-telling booth and directly placed the silver ingot on it: "Tell us the two spices just now, this silver ingot is yours. If you know what these spices are, how to use them, and how to relieve them. , There is money waiting for you in the back."

"Okay!" The little Taoist was so excited, he responded, "I didn't read the trail wrong, I know you two are rich! Don't worry, I'll take a closer look."

The little Taoist watched with his own eyes the corner of his fortune-telling table being broken alive, his tone getting lower and lower. He didn't dare to talk any more nonsense, he hurriedly sniffed, and after a moment of discrimination, he said: "Madam, can you give me your sleeves? There are several kinds of things I need to get closer to distinguish."

Xie Xuanchen raised his eyebrows as he listened: "What did you say? You say it again?"

The morale of the trail is weak: "It's not that I don't dare to be with you. Anything will do. It is best to stay with you for a longer time."

Finally, Xie Xuanchen handed a piece of his pure white Jinpa over. The little Taoist approached and smelled it, and slowly said, "What I just smelled is correct. The main ingredient is Wuyufei, supplemented by mandala, and the others are also added with morning face, wormwood, and agarwood and musk. I can't tell more of them after the heavy spices cover up the taste. But it's the same, mainly these."

Mu Mingtang looked solemn and asked, "What is this?"

"Chaoyan, Mandala, etc. are all hallucinogenic herbs. Among them, Wuyufei is the most rare. This exotic herb is produced in southern Xinjiang and can only be picked up in Dali, and its effect is also the best. After being dried and burned, Fei has a light and faint scent. It is fine at first, but it will take a long time to smell it for a little effect."

Mu Mingtang felt cold, and his hands and feet were also cold. Instead, Xie Xuanchen remained motionless and asked, "What effect?"

The little Taoist scratched his head and said, "I don't know. Wu Yufei is very rare. There are few people in the Central Plains. It is my master who has studied it specifically. I only know a little bit. But my master didn't study it back then. It doesn’t work. I heard from my master that it’s probably a long time, it will make people confused and aggressive. Just use the medicine made of black feather flying root to stimulate it, and you will fall into mania and attack the surrounding area. And tirelessly."

All the symptoms were similar, Mu Mingtang immediately thought of the fragrance ball that appeared suddenly and disappeared for no reason.

Wuyu Feigen, medicine cited!

Mu Mingtang recalled what happened that day. At that time, Xie Xuanchen was standing by the window, the door was wide open, the autumn wind was rustling, and the smell of medicine was weakened by the wind, so Xie Xuanchen suddenly felt a headache after they talked.

Everything is right.

In this way, Wu Yufei is divided into two parts. One part is eroding Xie Xuanchen's spirit year after year, and the other part is medicine introduction. At a suitable time, it suddenly aroused hidden dangers of consciousness and caused Xie Xuanchen to lose control.

His strength is terrifying, and he can pinch purple and blue with just a pinch, let alone run out of control.

Mu Mingtang couldn't help but look down at his clothes, so the first part of the phantom medicine smoked on their clothes? Yes, princes and nobles are used to incense, and every household has a special incense maid. After the clothes are washed, only the incense can be considered clean, otherwise they will be regarded as shameless and rude. The Royal Palace’s pomp was even greater, only Mu Mingtang knew that the clothes she and Xie Xuanchen wore on a daily basis would not be brought in front of them at least overnight.

Since Mu Mingtang knew that there might be a problem with the spice, he no longer burned the incense in the house, and even paid attention to his diet. Who would have thought that the other party's starting point was actually on the incense of the clothes.

The lavender smell is light and long. The most important thing is that Xie Xuanchen has been used to the incense on his clothes since he was a child, so he doesn't pay attention at all. Drugs in this place are both tricky and vicious.

The drug introduction is mostly the spice in the aroma ball.

Mu Mingtang felt complicated for a while. She didn't expect at all that the things she had visited for a long time had never broken through. Instead, when she was shopping at random, she hit the answer by mistake.

Xie Xuanchen listened, but gradually became serious. He looked down at Mu Mingtang, his eyes suppressed and angry. Mu Mingtang has always stayed with him, so now, Mu Mingtang has also been drugged.

Xie Xuanchen just thought about it and wanted to break the necks of those people. He reluctantly suppressed the violence in his heart and said to the little Taoist: "There is one more thing. If you can distinguish its main ingredients and ingredients, whatever it is, you just speak up."

Xie Xuanchen said, whispering to Mu Mingtang: "Mingtang, Jing Erdan."

Only then did Mu Mingtang remembered it, and quickly took it out of the embroidery pouch. Since Xie Xuanchen's accident last time, Mu Mingtang has been carrying Jing Erdan with him for fear of another accident. She didn't know that Jing Erdan itself had a problem. Until Xie Xuanchen said today, she didn't realize that this medicine could not be taken.

But they ran out to go shopping shortly thereafter, so Jing Erdan Mu Mingtang still took them with them. After Mu Mingtang turned out the pill, he immediately handed it to the little Taoist priest. The little Taoist had always been talking about him, his face suddenly became serious after opening the brocade box.

Mu Mingtang looked at him expectantly, hoping that he would say something good. However, the little Taoist took a closer look and even scraped off a small piece and squeezed it in his mouth. Finally, he shook his head: "No, I can't see this medicine.

Mu Mingtang couldn't hide his disappointment. However, the little Taoist changed his voice and started to discuss with them: "However, can you buy me this pill? I will exchange the plaster I made with you."

After the little Taoist said, the faces of the two people on the other side were wrong, and his tone became weak: "It's also OK to use fortune-telling. It really doesn't work, you take this ingot back?"

After the little Taoist said, it was as if he had come down after a piece of meat, and his painful eyes were invisible. Mu Mingtang was so angry that he couldn't speak. Xie Xuanchen didn't hesitate and asked, "Why are you buying?"

After finishing speaking, seeing the little Taoist hesitating, he himself helped the little Taoist say the answer: "Because this is the relic of your dead teacher."