"What did His Majesty want to talk to you about?" (cascoo.net)

A sudden voice made Gesang freeze for a moment, but when she remembered who the speaker was, she relaxed and turned around to see the person in the corner.

"It's nothing, that woman probably just wanted to badmouth me and was deliberately picking a fight."

"That woman?" The person standing in the corner was slightly taken aback, not knowing who the other person was referring to.

"It's that female slave in the kitchen. I don't know what His Majesty sees in her. Aren't there enough beauties on the grasslands for him to see?"

Now the other person recognized who Gesang was talking about, and chuckled, "What slanderous things did she accuse you of, that she was forcing her to die?"

“No, that’s not it. His Majesty asked me why the banquet was brought forward.” As Gesang said this, the other party added, “But if she wanted to complain, why didn’t she just accuse you of forcing her to die while His Majesty was unconscious?”

"She wouldn't dare. Wouldn't saying that be admitting she doesn't want to go down and accompany His Majesty?" Gesang was quite clear-headed. Even if Mingmei hadn't thought it through, if he was summoned to argue, he would steer the conversation toward that point.

Since the other party didn't say it, it means they also know.

It has to be said that this was a "beautiful" misunderstanding.

“If the banquet is held earlier, His Majesty can get a good rest tonight, just as you said,” Gesang said, but with an incredulous look on his face. “However, His Majesty was so badly injured that he was almost dying, but when he woke up, he looked like he had only suffered a minor injury.”

"Yeah?"

The man was very surprised to hear that.

"Of course, I saw it clearly today. When His Majesty asked me, his tone was not much different from usual. He did not appear weak or short-voiced. If it weren't for the bandage on his chest and the lack of color on his lips, I would have suspected that His Majesty had only suffered some minor injury."

"Your Majesty is in excellent health!"

"really."

...

"Be extra careful tonight, and have more people around you to protect you. After all, you're injured, and it's best to eat less."

Now Mingmei felt that they were surrounded by enemies on all sides. Hua Liang's people wanted to kill him, and it seemed that some people on their side also wanted to take advantage of the situation and pin the blame on Hua Liang.

Even if the players weren't the main force behind the assassination this time, it doesn't mean Mu Chen can let his guard down.

Seeing Mingmei straightening his clothes, Mu Chen smiled and nodded slowly to indicate that he knew everything.

"Don't nod so fast, it's like you really know!" Noticing that Mu Chen was just staring at her blankly, Mingmei glanced at him and told him to listen carefully.

"Yes, I know, I understand your concerns, I will be fine."

As Mu Chen spoke, he grabbed Mingmei's hand and lightly patted his chest, startling Mingmei so much that she almost screamed.

"Are you trying to die? Your wound is still there!"

"It's gone, you see."

From the moment Mu Chen went online until he took over this body, the system had been repairing it. Now he could clearly feel that the fatal wound on his chest had disappeared.

"That's good."

Mingmei, who had almost been terrified by Mu Chen's actions, breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I'll need your help to do my makeup later."

"Huh?"

Mingmei tilted her head and looked at Mu Chen, "Shall I do your makeup?"

"Hmm, put on makeup that won't be noticeable."

Mingmei: "...A natural, subtly sophisticated makeup look?"

"He looks a bit weak."

Mingmei: "..."

Seeing Mingmei's troubled expression, Mu Chen was somewhat at a loss.

"I...I'm not very good at makeup. If you count applying lipstick and foundation, then maybe I'm good at it?"

When Mingmei was little, she saw that her mother's cosmetics filled almost the entire room. Her mother had an entire cabinet full of lipsticks alone. Although she had seen Mei Shi do countless makeup looks, Mingmei had to admit that it required talent.

Just like her dad, even after studying for hundreds of years, all he can do is draw eyebrows for his mom.

And it seems that all she's learned over the years is how to apply lipstick.

Mu Chen: "..."

Mu Chen looked at the silent and embarrassed Mingmei and revealed a playful smile that said, "Just as I thought." He then comforted her, "It's okay, I will."

Bright and beautiful: ? ? ?

What new technology has Mu Chen unlocked this time?

So, after Mu Chen dismissed everyone, Mingmei could only stare in disbelief as Mu Chen gradually applied a battle-damaged, beautiful and strong makeup to her.

Mingmei: "..."

So, can she let Mu Chen do her makeup from now on?

...

"What's going on with the timing of this banquet?"

Holding her last meal before death, Lu Xiaoyao practically brought out all the snacks that were in front of the dancers in the room and placed them in front of her.

Everyone else was probably worried about what would happen that night, so they had no appetite at all. As a result, Lu Xiaoyao ate quite lavishly by herself.

"Anyway, it won't make you fat, and even if it's sweet, it won't cause any other diseases!"

As Lu Xiaoyao ate, she talked and turned to look at Lu Gui. It seemed wrong to leave such delicious food unshared.

However, just as she finished eating the last piece of pastry, Mu Chen returned from outside and saw Lu Xiaoyao waiting for him with a pastry in her hand.

"hiss--"

Suddenly, Lu Xiaoyao's hand holding the pastry trembled, and her face contorted in pain!

"What's wrong!"

Startled by Lu Xiaoyao's change, Lu Gui rushed to her side and caught her as she was about to collapse.

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