It turned out that she had misunderstood.
But it’s okay, just hug me, it’s not that you can’t hug me.
Ying Xixi hugged Wen Muchen and patted his back, "No need to apologize, I know you always say one thing and mean another, no matter what, I will stay tonight.
Sun Lin, go tell the kitchen to prepare dinner almost time."
"yes."
Sun Lin agreed and gave a look to Lin Lang who was still kneeling on the ground. The two of them left the room, giving the space to Ying Xixi and Wen Muchen.
Ying Xixi let go of Wen Muchen, but her arms were still around his lower back.
I haven't heard Wen Muchen's inner mumbling for a few days, and it's quite interesting to listen to it now.
"Your Majesty, I heard that the Sixth Prince came to the palace today."
Wen Muchen tried to find a topic to talk about.
Ying Xixi nodded, put her arm around Wen Muchen and walked him to the couch and sat down together.
"Are you afraid that I will give you to the Sixth Princess?"
Ying Xixi asked directly.
Wen Muchen nodded hesitantly, "That day, I heard what you and the Sixth Prince said."
"So you left sadly? The cakes you made yourself fell to the ground."
Ying Xixi sighed as she spoke, raised her hand and pinched Wen Muchen's cheek, which felt nice to the touch.
"Didn't I make it very clear to the Sixth Princess when you left in a rage that day?
You should have heard it by now. It's a pity to waste such a box of cakes. I have tried them and they are delicious."
Wen Muchen's eyes flashed with surprise, "Wang, did you eat that box of cakes? But it has fallen to the ground and is dirty."
“It’s not dirty. Of course I want to eat the cakes you made with your own hands.
The Sixth Princess did come again today, and she also mentioned that she wanted to use you in exchange to tell me something.
Don't worry, I have clearly rejected her. You are my husband, and I can't give you away as an object.
Moreover, I have already gotten the Sixth Princess to tell me what she is saying. She has even less reason to come to me and ask me to take you away.
Today, I came to see you, not only to see you, but also to explain this matter to you."
Ying Xixi rubbed Wen Muchen's hair and explained softly.
There are some unnecessary misunderstandings, so she should open her mouth and explain.
Wen Muchen's lips trembled, and there was a light flickering in his narrow eyes.
"king......"
[Wang actually ate the pastries I made that had fallen to the ground, and Wang actually explained it to me!
Wang explained it so gently, so could I make a wild guess?
Is Wang thinking of me?
But can we really believe what the royal family says?
Indeed, if the king has me in his heart, it will be beneficial to me.
But once I knew Wang had developed feelings for me, I couldn't bear to do anything to her...
I would rather she still ignore me like before, then I can hypnotize myself and attack her without hesitation...
Ying Xixi could hear the extent of Wen Muchen's inner conflict.
If Wen Muchen continues to be so entangled, there is a chance that one day he will really attack her.
Before he attacks her, she might have to find an opportunity to tell him straight out what happened.
"Are you very touched? Look, you are almost crying.
Could it be that you really have been hiding under the covers crying alone these past few nights, as Lin Lang said?"
Ying Xixi raised her eyebrows, deliberately teasing Wen Muchen.
Wen Muchen looked away with a smile, "I'm not crying!"
"Okay, okay, come here and let me see how the wound on your back has healed."
Ying Xixi said as she reached out to pull at Wen Muchen's collar.
This made him grab his collar more tightly than usual.
"Wang, you, please wait, I will do it myself."
Wen Muchen plucked and plucked, revealing only a tiny bit of her shoulders. "King, can you see it?"
“I can’t see.”
Ying Xixi directly pulled down Wen Muchen's clothes, exposing his back.
It’s no wonder that Wen Muchen looks thin when he’s dressed, but has muscles when he’s undressed.
The thriving muscles made her doubt whether she could beat Wen Muchen in a bare-handed fight.
The wound on Wen Muchen's back has begun to scab over, and the recovery speed is quite fast.
"You've recovered well, but you still need to get more rest every day, okay?"
Ying Xixi touched the muscles on Wen Muchen's arm and pulled his clothes up.
Wen Muchen's ears flushed as he fastened his belt. "Okay, I'll take note."
When the two of them were sitting face to face having dinner together, the Sixth Princess also ran over.
However, Ying Xixi insisted that Sun Lin drive her away before she even entered the house.
She had finally managed to coax Wen Muchen into submission, but she couldn't let the Sixth Princess come over and talk nonsense, making Wen Muchen angry and crying again.
After Ying Xixi had eaten and drunk her fill, she planned to rest for a while while hugging her husband.
But just as she finished eating, Sun Lin came in to report.
"Your Majesty, Young Master Zhao is ill, and his attendants have come to inform you that you would like to go and see him.
The court doctor is already with Young Master Zhao. I heard that Young Master Zhao's condition is a bit tricky."
Ying Xixi was stunned for a moment.
Master Zhao?
Who is it?
As Ying Xixi's attendant, Sun Lin could understand some of her expressions.
Looking at his master's expression, Sun Lin explained helplessly.
"Your Majesty, Young Master Zhao is your Minister, the one who is more beautiful than a flower, with a delicate body and a love for wearing pink clothes."
Look, there are so many ministers in the queen's court that the king can't even remember who is who.
It seems that Wang is really concerned about Wang Fu.
The king, who had not cared about his husband before, now remembered clearly the situations of more than 20 ministers in the backyard!
After Sun Lin said this, Ying Xixi had a vague impression.
"If he's sick, can't we just ask the court doctor to take a look? I'm not a doctor, so it would be useless if I went."
Ying Xixi said this with such confidence.
Sun Lin: “…”
"Your Majesty is right. Did your servant go and reject Mr. Zhao's attendant?"
"Well, go ahead."
Ying Xixi waved her hand.
Wen Muchen, who was sitting next to Ying Xixi, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.
"Your Majesty, are you really not going to go and see him? What if Young Master Zhao's illness is very serious?"
"Even if he is really seriously ill, I am not a doctor and I cannot cure him."
Ying Xixi said this while looking at Wen Muchen.
"Wen Muchen, do you smell vinegar? It smells so strong, I wonder who's jealous."
Wen Muchen turned his face away with red ears.
"I didn't smell it."
"Alright, you're really awkward. Tell me honestly, do you want me to go see Young Master Zhao?"
Ying Xixi held Wen Muchen's shoulders, turned him around to face her, and asked him seriously.
[Of course I don’t want to, not at all!]
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