Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

It was also because the voice was so familiar, Pei Mu frowned, struggling to wake up, his hands frantically trying to grab the person in front of him.

He scratched the air with both hands indiscriminately, murmuring indistinctly all the time.

"Feast... feast..."

After a long while, he finally caught a hand, and immediately grasped the other's hand tightly, and the whole person gradually calmed down.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Mu finally opened his eyes slowly. The lights in the room were flickering, and he stared at the bed curtain a little blankly.

It took a long time before he slowly turned his head to look at the side, still holding a person tightly in his hand, but when he looked over, he found a woman lying beside the bed.

And he held the person tightly in his hands, and the person was lying on the bedside already asleep, but Pei Mu was frightened.

He let go of his hand suddenly, and because of this, the woman was awakened, and the woman opened her eyes sleepily.

Looking at him blankly, it took a while for a gentle smile to rise from the corner of his lips.

This woman is pretty and looks like a lady from a great family, but Pei Mu can be sure that he doesn't know this person.

"The general is awake, I'm going to call the imperial doctor to come in."

Pei Mu froze on the spot, watching people open the door and go out. He looked around the room.

There is no one I want to see, it seems that the sigh and the hand brushing the forehead are all hallucinations.

He barely propped himself up, looked around the room, and finally saw only a pool of wet water stains on the ground on the oil-paper umbrella by the door.

This is enough to prove that someone has been here. He immediately sat up and looked around the room, but saw nothing. He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

At the same time as the quilt was lifted, an oiled paper package fell from the bed to the ground with a crisp sound.

He froze for a moment, then looked down at the long oil-paper bag.

Slowly bending over to pick it up, his fingers could not stop trembling slightly.

Opening it gently, he pursed his lips, his eyes were full of complex expressions, and he frowned fiercely.

His fingers trembled uncontrollably, his eyes trembled violently, and there were two sugar figures lying in the oil paper bag, still looking like foxes like back then.

The banquet is here!

He is now absolutely sure that Xi Yan must have come.

Holding the greased paper bag tightly in his hand, the door was soon pushed open, and a group of people entered one by one.

Pei Mu raised his eyes and looked over, the mistress and the imperial doctor were still cold.

Everyone walked up to him quickly, and the mistress's eyes were filled with tears.

"Mu'er, you are awake."

In a few days, Pei Mu seemed to be a different person, and he lost a lot of weight.

His lips were bloodless, but when the mistress approached, he immediately stretched out his hand, grasping her tightly, and opened his mouth with trembling lips.

"Has your majesty been here?"

The mistress and everyone looked at each other, and finally said only one sentence.

"Quickly ask the imperial doctor to show you."

Pei Mu grabbed her tightly and asked again, "Your Majesty has come! When did you leave?"

The mistress lowered her eyes slightly, and finally let everyone leave with a sigh.

Everyone didn't speak, and retreated to the outer room silently, and the mistress knelt down, "Mu'er, you don't have to be so attached to your majesty, you also met that girl today..."

Pei Mu's eyes were cold, "Who is she?"

"Your Majesty personally brought him here, your betrothed wife."

Pei Mu loosened his strength and smiled miserably, "Your Majesty sent it? He came here to send someone?"

Pei Mu lowered his head and looked at the two sugar figurines he was holding. After a long time, his chest shook and he let out a sad chuckle.

This kind of low laughter gradually became louder, and the mistress frowned and stood beside him, and it was difficult to speak.

Pei Mu raised his hands to cover his eyes, and lay on his back on the bed.

"Mom, I want to be quiet."

His voice was rough and trilled.

Distress flashed across the eyes of the mistress, she opened her mouth a few times, but finally she could only frown and turn to leave.

After everyone left, Pei Mu finally couldn't control the teardrops from the corners of his eyes.

It slipped down the corner of his eyes, he was still holding the sugar figure in his hand, and it took him a long time to pick up one of the sugar figures and stuff it into his mouth.

It's just that it was supposed to be a sweet sugar man, but for some reason, he only tasted bitterness in his mouth, and this bitterness went all the way from his mouth to his heart.

It brought a tingling pain in my heart.

He wants to have a feast, and he has never wanted to see him so much at this moment.

After lying on the bed for an unknown amount of time, he sat up slowly, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and slowly raised a smile at the corners of his mouth.

That's right, he wants to meet Xi Yan, he must!

Xi Yan stood in the dormitory and looked at the courtyard. The pattering rain continued, and it seemed that the rain would never stop.

There was a cool wind blowing into the hall, blowing his thin clothes.

A palace official stood in front of him, lowered his head slightly, and reminded him softly.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

"En." Xi Yan responded softly.

He raised his hand to close the window, walked to the bed, the palace servants extinguished a few candles in the hall, and the hall gradually became dark.

Xi Yan always felt flustered, but she still lay on the bed.

The palace man over there exited the hall, then raised his hand to close the door.

The hall slowly fell into silence, Xi Yan slowly closed his eyes, and soon his face gradually became quiet.

The green smoke in the incense burner is slightly floating, and it seems that the place is so quiet that only the patter of rain outside can be heard.

Everything in the palace seemed to have become quiet. Xi Yan was already asleep, but she didn't want to hear the noise from outside.

He frowned, sat up and was about to yell at him when he heard the voices of everyone outside at the same time.

"His Majesty the General has rested, you cannot go in."

"General, His Majesty has never summoned you. Your trespassing like this is the following offense."

"General, please come back."

Xi Yan lowered his eyes, his fingers subconsciously tightened the corner of the quilt, and he pursed his lips.

Pei Mu woke up. He should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he never thought that he would break into the palace directly in the middle of the night.

"Get out of the way!" Pei Mu growled, and everyone wanted to stop him.

But their strength is no match for Pei Mu, and soon the imperial army arrived, but they didn't want Pei Mu to ignore other people at all.

In addition, His Majesty attached great importance to Pei Mu, so no one dared to touch him for a while.

Pei Mu raised his hand and ruthlessly pushed away the few people in front of him, and kicked open the door of the main hall with his foot.

It was also this loud noise that shocked the palace people, only to see a man in thin white clothes walk out of the inner hall.

Xi Yan's expression was indifferent, and the palace officials lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Pei Mu stared at him closely like a hungry wolf hunting in the dark.

Xi Yan glanced at the people behind him and waved gently.

"Go back..."

The palace servants immediately walked out of the hall as if they had received an amnesty, and took the door behind them.

Xi Yan's face was cold, and there was some distance between the two of them. Pei Mu walked slowly towards him a few steps, but didn't want him to back away when he stepped forward to Xi Yan.

"What do you want to report when you enter the palace late at night?" His voice was full of coldness.

Pei Mu pursed her lips and just looked at him closely.