Can Haruki rely on it?

Looking at the Wanling Emperor lying on the bed, Jiang Muyuan was in a trance for a moment. In his impression, the Wanling Emperor will always be superior and mighty.And lying on the bed so drunk like now, I have never even imagined it.

Lifting off the quilt, he gently took off his coat. As expected, he smelled of alcohol, and Jiang Muyuan suddenly felt amused.Unexpectedly, one day the Emperor Wan Ling, who is as tall as a god's mansion, will be stripped of his clothes.Jiang Muyuan suddenly wanted to play a prank, anyway, Emperor Wan Ling was drunk, and he would not know.

Suddenly his nose was pinched, and Emperor Wan Ling's cheeks were reddish due to his difficulty in breathing, and he shook his head trying to break away from the evil hand.

Jiang Muyuan's eyes suddenly felt a little sore, Wuqing always liked this when he fell asleep, but with his always calm face, he couldn't get angry no matter what.

Leaning down slightly, she pressed her lips on his lips, and a salty liquid flowed into the gap between the two lips.

Maybe that's enough.

Just as Jiang Muyuan was about to leave quietly, Emperor Wanling suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at him.

In a panic, Jiang Muyuan hadn't had time to react in the future.For a while, Jiang Muyuan was pinned down by the Wanling Emperor, unable to move.

This frightened him so much that his heart was pounding.The person who wanted to push away was hugged, Jiang Muyuan heard the person muttering: "Don't leave, don't be with others, stay with me."

Jiang Muyuan pushed him helplessly, "But I can't, besides, you are not Wuqing."

"I am, I can be him, as long as you wish." The Great Emperor Wan Ling was a little anxious, "So, don't leave me." He tightened his arms and hugged Jiang Muyuan tightly.

"Dijun, you are drunk."

"I don't have one." Wan Ling said hurriedly, his tone full of childish coquettishness.Jiang Muyuan pushed him helplessly, "Dijun, you get up first."

"I do not!"

"..." It seems that the drunk Wan Ling Emperor is really difficult to serve.

Jiang Muyuan originally wanted to wait for the Great Wan Ling to fall asleep before getting up, but after a long time, the Great Wan Ling still had no intention of falling asleep, his eyes were bright, and he stared straight at Jiang Muyuan.

Knowing that Jiang Muyuan was being stared at, he raised his arm to cover his eyes, and his arm was taken away in a second. After taking it away, Emperor Wanling did nothing wrong, and continued to stare into Jiang Muyuan's eyes.

Jiang Muyuan finally couldn't take it anymore, "Dijun, I know you may have misunderstood me, I'm sorry that I took you as Wuqing, and I always thought you were him. But that's not the case. If it continues, I won't I know if I can control myself, so I don't want to go on...well..."

His chattering lips were blocked, Jiang Muyuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Well... Dijun..."

"Hush... don't talk, just this time, okay?" Emperor Wan Ling put his index finger on Jiang Muyuan's lips, begging in his eyes.

Jiang Muyuan couldn't refuse such a Great Emperor of All Souls, how much he looked like Wuqing at the moment.

Close your eyes and don't think about anything, only this person can really feel it at this moment.

The clothes were stripped off, and the naked bodies were intertwined, burning the most passionate flame in the night.

Both of them are very selfless, sometimes tender and sometimes rough, like completing a sculpture together, the tacit cooperation is unparalleled.

Depressed □□ overflowed from the mouth, and the sweaty skin was exposed to the air and became sticky. Emperor Wan Ling took a hard bite on Jiang Muyuan's protruding collarbone, as if to punish him.

"Ah..." Jiang Muyuan exclaimed uncontrollably, but when he got into the ears of the Great Wan Ling, he became enchanting and charming.

Following Jiang Muyuan's exclamation, He Feng who was standing outside the window also trembled, tears fell silently from her eyes, and she covered her mouth with her hand to prevent crying.

I wanted to come here to ask if I needed hot water, but as soon as I got to the door, I heard the Emperor Wan Ling say don't go.

Hefeng stopped in his tracks until just now.

Hearing the seductive sex and heavy breathing in the room, Hefeng's tears could no longer be restrained, and his heart ached like a knife.Although he had faintly realized that something was wrong between Wan Ling Dadi and Jiang Muyuan before, he originally thought it was just Jiang Muyuan's wishful thinking, and now he didn't want to hear with his own ears that they were warming up during the spring night.No one would probably be able to accept it, let alone He Feng who only expressed his heart to Jiang Muyuan today.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Muyuan woke up leisurely, and suddenly realized that he was still lying on the bed of Emperor Wanling, and it was really crazy to think about everything last night.

Fortunately, the Great Emperor Wan Ling was not there, if he was, it would be embarrassing.But Jiang Muyuan was a little bit disappointed again. If this is the case, will there be no relationship anymore?

As the dawn was fading, Jiang Muyuan glanced at the window, got up and dressed, and was surprised to find that there was no trace of marks on his body, even the sheets were flat, as if nothing had happened.

If it wasn't for the discomfort coming from his body and the bruises on his collarbone, he would definitely think that he was just having a dream last night.

Enduring the discomfort, he got up, put on his clothes and adjusted the bed curtains, got up and went out, but bumped into the breeze carrying the water basin.

"Are you okay?" Hefeng couldn't help worrying as he looked at his staggering figure.

Jiang Muyuan was a little guilty, his face turned red all of a sudden, "It's okay, Hefeng, why are you so early?"

Seeing the shy look on his face, Hefeng drooped his eyelashes, "Thinking that Dijun might use it."

The simplest sentence in his daily life, but it has a special meaning to Jiang Muyuan's ears now.The redness on his face became deeper and deeper, Jiang Muyuan clenched his fist and put it under his nose, "Oh, then I'll go first."

When passing by, He Feng suddenly said: "What I said yesterday, I didn't say it."

Jiang Muyuan was stunned for a moment, then understood what she meant, turned around and said sincerely to her back: "Thank you, Hefeng."

Jiang Muyuan admires Hefeng very much, she is such a majestic woman, she can pick it up and put it down, without pretentiousness or entanglement.If he was as courageous as her, perhaps, it would be another normal situation now.

At noon, Xiao Yu told Jiang Muyuan that Emperor Wan Ling was looking for him in the main hall of Wuqing Hall.

Jiang Muyuan was puzzled, but didn't ask any further questions, and followed Xiao Yu away.

When they arrived, there were not only Wan Ling Great Emperor, but also two other people in the main hall.

One greeted with a smile, "Hi, Xiaomumu."

"So it's Mr. Wen." Jiang Muyuan secretly glanced at the Emperor Wan Ling who was sitting next to him, lowered his head, pursed his lips together, and couldn't see the expression clearly.

Wen You stared at Jiang Muyuan for a while, then put his arm on Emperor Wan Ling's shoulder, "Hey, I said Wan Ling, why did you become more and more handsome as a little guard, I really want to ask you to go back and be my princess."

Jiang Muyuan couldn't help being a little angry when he heard such frivolous words, especially in front of Emperor Wanling, he glared at Wen You and didn't speak.

The Great Emperor Wan Ling frowned, raised his head to face Jiang Muyuan, "Sit down."

Jiang Muyuan heaved a sigh of relief, his legs were still a little weak due to his madness last night, he was extremely moved by the words of Emperor Wanling to sit down, and secretly sighed that he still had a trace of conscience.

He lifted up his robe and sat down on the stool, just opposite to the Great Emperor Wan Ling, and accidentally met his half-smile expression, Jiang Muyuan's eyes dodged a little uncomfortably.Her cheeks turned red again uncontrollably, making her look even brighter and more charming.

The sudden words next to "You're not feeling well" startled Jiang Muyuan, and turned his head to realize that it was an acquaintance.

"Ah, it's you."

Wen Yan smiled, "I thought you didn't remember me."

Jiang Muyuan smiled apologetically, "I just turned my back to me, I really didn't recognize it."

"Mortal, how are you doing?"

"Ah, very good."

The two of them seemed like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, chatting as if no one else was there, and it was a joy to talk to each other.

"Shut up!" The Great Emperor Wan Ling coughed suddenly, interrupting the conversation between the two, and slammed a knife like Wen Yan.

Wen Yan smiled, "The emperor is still so domineering. For thousands of years, this temperament has not changed at all."

"It's a temperament that has been cultivated for thousands of years, and you can change it wherever you can. Besides..." Emperor Wanling paused, staring at Jiang Muyuan, "My things don't need others to make irresponsible remarks."

Jiang Muyuan felt an invisible pressure. Looking at Wen You, who was watching the show, he smiled and said, "Dijun, I heard Xiaoyu say you are looking for me."

"It's nothing." The Great Emperor Wan Ling looked away from the confrontation with Wen Yan, "I just want to break some people's minds in front of you."

"Mortal, do you know what your emperor thinks about you?" Wen Yan ignored Emperor Wan Ling's sarcasm, and turned his gaze to Jiang Muyuan with gentle eyes.

"No... I don't know." Facing such eyes, Jiang Muyuan was a little at a loss, and even stuttered.

The Great Emperor Wan Ling sneered, "I need you, an outsider, to point out what I think about him."

"Oh, oh, don't argue. If you want me to say it, give Xiaomumu to Wen Yan. Although I like him very much, for the sake of my brother's happiness, Wan Ling, you should condescend to me."

"Not good." Emperor Wanling and Jiang Muyuan said together, Emperor Wanling said it very calmly, but Jiang Muyuan was a little anxious, for fear that if he spoke slowly, he would really give it to Wen Yan.

"Why not?" Wen Yan still looked at him with a smile.

"Because I said, because it was the emperor who took me in at the beginning, I decided that I will live as a member of the Palace of Wuqing and die as a ghost of the Palace of Wuqing, so I cannot go with you."

"Oh, I really envy you, Wan Ling. You have such a loyal servant."

"No matter how envious I am, I won't let it to you. He is mine." The Great Emperor Wan Ling said slowly.

It attracted Wen Yan's slightly contemptuous eyes.

When Jiang Muyuan heard this domineering declaration, his heart beat faster and his cheeks flushed slightly. Sure enough, he still had expectations for him. Otherwise, why would he be so eager to hear this sentence?