Mu Yao was in high spirits and had several jars of wine brought over.
Mu Yao had never been drunk; his alcohol tolerance was astonishing.
He drank several large jars of liquor but wasn't drunk yet.
Nanzhi exchanged for a cup-pouring potion and secretly added it to his wine.
Mu Yao, who was initially full of energy, suddenly became naive after drinking it.
"Madam." He hugged Nanzhi like a wolfhound, resting his chin on her shoulder and licking her all over. "You smell so good."
The intoxicating smell of alcohol wafted over, and Nanzhi almost got drunk after smelling it.
She pushed Mu Yao away, reached out and wrote on his hand. She had just written the word "you" when Mu Yao tilted his head and collapsed into Nan Zhi's arms, completely drunk.
Nanzhi shook him, but he didn't wake up.
She punched him a few more times, but he still didn't react at all.
She helped Mu Yao to lie down on the bed.
Luckily, she exchanged for a strength potion; otherwise, she really wouldn't have been able to lift Mu Yao, who is so tall.
After doing all this, she went to Madam Mu's place that very night and invited her over.
Madam Mu looked at Mu Yao, who was drunk and passed out on the bed, completely puzzled.
"Yao'er is drunk, just let him sleep. Why did you invite me over?"
[Mother, try and see if the general is still responding?]
Although Madam Mu was puzzled, seeing Nan Zhi acting mysteriously, she still called out to Mu Yao, but Mu Yao did not move or react at all.
The mother could try other methods to stimulate him.
Mrs. Mu was baffled. "What exactly do you want?"
Seeing that she refused, Nanzhi smiled and took a feather to tickle Mu Yao.
Mu Yao remained completely still throughout.
Madam Mu gradually understood something.
At this moment, Nanzhi also reminded her: "Mother, I read a book that said a truly drunk man would never have anything with another woman. Those who act recklessly while drunk are just using alcohol as an excuse to be lewd. But Father is fair and just; how could he possibly be drunk..."
She stopped at the right time.
Madam Mu suddenly realized what was going on.
"Oh, she dared to fool me!"
Once Madam Mu understood, the resentment she felt towards the old general vanished instantly.
She went to confront the second wife in a fit of rage.
Nanzhi couldn't help but smile when she saw her like that.
Madam Mu was actually a straightforward person.
Turning back, she looked at Mu Yao on the bed.
With reddened eyes and crimson lips, the drunk Mu Yao was quiet, like a cold and profound handsome man.
Recalling his silly look from before, Nan Zhi couldn't help but smile.
She lay down on the bed, a tiny ball of her body, nestled in his arms, and drifted off to sleep feeling safe and secure.
Nanzhi is actually someone who is very particular about her bed. She has a hard time falling asleep in unfamiliar environments, and she also wakes up easily once she falls asleep.
But for some reason, as she explored more and more dimensions, she noticed a significant improvement in her sleep.
That night, she slept soundly through the night without any dreams until dawn.
The next morning, Mu Yao woke her up.
He buried his face in her neck and sniffed like a big dog. When he saw her eyelids flutter, he bit her neck and nibbled gently.
Nanzhi fully regained consciousness.
She opened her eyes and saw Mu Yao, who was pressing down on her, with a dangerous look in his eyes.
She reached out to push him away, but he grabbed her finger and bit it.
Nanzhi felt itchy and laughed as she scratched his newly grown beard.
Mu Yao cupped her small, delicate face in his hands, staring intently at her. "Did you get me drunk last night?"
Nanzhi nodded.
"That's strange, I've never been drunk before. Tell me, did you drug me?"
Mu Yao's joking remark hit the nail on the head.
Nanzhi blinked innocently at him.
Mu Yao did not suspect Nan Zhi, but only felt that there was something wrong with the wine.
With his sweet and soft wife right in front of him, he couldn't think of anything else.
He finally understood why even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.
With a wife like that, he had absolutely no desire to get out of bed.
He kissed her sweet lips, moving downwards to cover her snow-white, rounded lips...
His hands were busy too...
She was made entirely of water; a light touch made her moist and sweet, like honey.
Despite being so thin, she has curves in all the right places, and her skin feels soft and supple to the touch.
Her body welcomed him.
Overwhelmed by passion, he bit her earlobe, noticing her slight trembling. He deliberately increased the pressure, burying himself deeper...
"Madam, you like me like this... and like this... don't you?"
He relentlessly pursued her, forcing her to bite her lip and admit it with tears in her eyes before he finally let her go.
His voice was hoarse and warm: "I like it this way too..."
Mu Yao got up before dawn the day before yesterday to do his morning exercise.
These past few days, he hasn't gotten up until it's already broad daylight.
Unlike others who are still sleepy when they wake up, he was full of energy and looked very different, as if he had secretly done some morning exercises.
But his wife was different; she always looked exhausted when she got up and needed help to walk.
I don't know if Mu Yao thought Nan Zhi had difficulty getting pregnant, so he stopped making her take birth control pills.
Nam Chi was naturally happy to be spared the bitter medicine.
The two enjoyed a period of happiness together, and Mu Yang's punishment was also determined.
Although Mu Yao repeatedly emphasized the need for fair and strict punishment, Mu Yang was not sentenced to death. The royal family, mindful of Mu Yao's outstanding military achievements and fearing that it would discourage the soldiers, decided to exile Mu Yang to a remote and desolate region.
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