my princess boy

The next day, Mu Xianyi moved out from Zhen Guogong's mansion and moved to the newly built Jincheng Princess' mansion.

Yu Wanyan came to help him move, thinking that he had a lot of things to move, but who knew that he only brought a few clothes, a few important items, and nothing else.

"Don't you want all these things?"

But Mu Xianyi just turned around and looked around the room, and said to himself: "Let them stay here, as long as my son-in-law and I have never left, and we are still in love and harmonious."

After Yu Wanyan heard this, she stopped talking.

Mu Xianyi took the Luan Mirror and Nuanyu to the gate of the other courtyard, and finally looked back at the place where he had lived for a year - the house, the flowers and trees, the lotus vat, the stone tables and chairs... He could see Very slowly, as if examining inch by inch, wanting to imprint all these deeply in my heart.

"Princess..." Luan Jing spoke, hesitantly trying to persuade him to stay, but she didn't say it after all.

"Let's go." Mu Xianyi turned her head back, and walked forward as if she had no attachment.

Yu Wanyan looked at him from the sidelines, with pity in his eyes, and sighed slightly.

The newly built princess mansion is located in the east of the city, where many princess mansions and prince mansions are located, so it is not deserted.

Mu Xianyi is the emperor's favorite princess. When he was going to descend, the emperor naturally ordered people to build the most luxurious mansion - just the gate is imposing and magnificent, not to mention the courtyards, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions inside. How gorgeous and complicated, even Luan Jing, who has always followed Mu Xianyi in the palace, was dazzled by it, and could only sigh repeatedly:

"This is really as magnificent as a palace, but even more gorgeous than a palace."

Moving to a new house, of course they have to entertain guests, but Mu Xianyi is not in the mood for the new funeral, so he only invited Ling Yutang, Yu Wanyan, husband and wife, two brothers from the Lou family, and Li Yanguan to have dinner together.

Everyone tried their best to avoid talking about Ling Xuetang, and kept talking about other things, such as the recent interesting and new things in Kyoto, or praised the beauty and elegance of the newly built Princess Mansion, or what festivals they can go out to play in a few days .

Mu Xianyi also seemed to be very cooperative, with a smile on his face, he didn't mention Ling Xuetang's matter, and drank alone while listening to them.

"Xianyi, don't drink, you've drunk too much." Yu Wanyan knew that he was using alcohol to relieve his sorrow, so he took his glass and refused to let him drink any more.

Mu Xianyi wasn't angry either, her little face was flushed with pink wine, her black eyes seemed to have been soaked with water, and there was a smile on her lips, but that smile didn't show any warmth: "Brothers, I have something to do." I want to talk to you guys."

Everyone suddenly stopped their cups and chopsticks, looked at him, and waited for him to continue.

"I'm a man, you...you all know that, right?" He said, smiling, as if he was drunk, and his speech was a little sluggish, "I originally wanted to be a woman for the rest of my life..."

Everyone heard the words, you look at me, I look at you, and they couldn't help showing puzzled expressions on their faces.

"However, it won't happen now." He smiled hazyly, hiccupped, and said, "So I don't want to be a woman anymore, I'm going to fight for the throne."

"Xianyi!" Yu Wan said the words to stop him, frowning, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Lou Yuxing who was on the side also disagreed: "If someone finds out about your male identity and stabs it to His Majesty, do you know what the consequences will be?!"

Ling Yutang looked at Mu Xianyi, thought for a while, and persuaded them both: "Forget it, the princess is drunk, don't bother with him..."

"I'm not drunk, I'm very sober." Mu Xianyi put his hands on the table and stood up. Although he seemed a little unsteady, he still stood there and said to everyone while he was drunk, " I will not take the initiative to reveal my identity as a man, I will find the most appropriate time...not only that, but I will also support my eighth emperor brother to become the prince..."

"What do you want to do, Xianyi?" Lou Yuxing also stood up suddenly, looking at him solemnly.

He always felt that Mu Xianyi was going to do something dangerous.

"What am I going to do?" Mu Xianyi repeated, then raised his lips and smiled, "You will know in the future, I hope you can support me, this is the only motivation for me to live..."

Having said that, the smile on his lips faded, and the light in his eyes turned into sadness.

Yes, he thought about it for two full days after Ling Xuetang was buried. In the end, he decided to avenge Ling Xuetang first, and then go to accompany Ling Xuetang—otherwise, what's the point of letting him stay in this world alone, living like a walking corpse? ?

"Xianyi..." Lou Yuxing wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yu Wanyan's eyes——

Now, as long as he is willing to live, he will be fine. As for the future, after a period of time, the wound in his heart will gradually heal, and his infatuation with Ling Xuetang will also be diluted, so he must be able to figure it out slowly.

So everyone was silent, and it was acquiesced.

It was Ling Yutang who said gently: "You can do whatever you want. As friends, we will naturally support you."

"Thank you." Mu Xianyi said, smiling again on his lips, picked up the wine bottle on the wine table, and signaled to everyone, "I toast everyone, from now on, I will be the new Mu Xianyi."

Everyone slowly stood up and clinked glasses with him, but the smiles on their faces were a little forced.

There is no more Ling Xuetang in this world. I am afraid that Mu Xianyi has died together with him, leaving only a body to walk in the world, euphemistically called "the new Mu Xianyi".

It was late at night, and everyone dispersed.

Mu Xianyi was so drunk that he was lightheaded, blushing and hot, and was served by the maids to bed and rest.

This is a new room and new bedding, but Mu Xianyi was so drunk that he suddenly had the illusion that he was still in Zhen Guogong's mansion.

The surroundings were silent, not a single sound could be heard, his mind was chaotic, many vague thoughts flashed through, but he couldn't grasp anything, for a long time, he even fell asleep and fell asleep.

The wind blows the tile eaves, and the bells hanging on the veranda eaves make a crisp sound.

A black figure slowly floated into the room like a ghost, and approached the bed silently with soft footsteps.

The black figure was tall and straight, the ink was scattered on his back, and his eyes looked down at the person on the bed with fiery eyes.

The person on the bed was sleeping on his back with a straight posture, his little face was flushed, his eyelashes fell like a dark line, and his lips were pursed lightly, which aroused pity.

Hei Ying stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Mu Xianyi's face, but he reached halfway, but stopped in mid-air.

Just as he was hesitating, Mu Xianyi suddenly opened his eyes——

He stared sleepily at the black figure in front of him, seemed to see Ling Xuetang's delicate face, couldn't help laughing, and said:

"It's good to be drunk, I can see you, son-in-law, are you coming back to see me?"

Hei Ying didn't answer, but just looked at him fixedly, with affection in his eyes.