Chapter 287 Will You Leave Me?
Mu Huaian had never thought of provoking the relationship between Yu Qinghuan and Xie Zhiwen in front of her, so he changed into a mask that covered his entire face before coming. Now that the mask was taken off, he subconsciously turned his head to avoid Yu Qinghuan's gaze, trying to cover the scars.
He explained, "I didn't sleep well last night. I accidentally fell when I got off the bed. It's nothing serious."
Yu Qinghuan's forehead twitched. Did he think he was a fool? This injury was not caused by a fall, it was clearly caused by a beating.
Her fingertips trembled as she touched the bruises on Mu Huaian's face. Originally, only half of his face was intact, and now he was beaten like this. How could there be such a cruel person who could do such a thing to him?
Under the candlelight, Yu Qinghuan's eyes were filled with anger and heartache, "Who hit you?"
Mu Huaian held her wrist, his palm warm, "It's really okay."
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yu Qinghuan immediately thought of someone. Perhaps only this person would make him hide something from her like this.
"Is it Xie Zhiwen?"
Hearing her say this name, Mu Huaian's body instantly tensed up.
Seeing his reaction, Yu Qinghuan immediately confirmed that it was Xie Zhiwen who beat Mu Huaian.
It was probably because Xie Zhiwen saw himself and Cheng Gongjin together tonight, so he went out to drink and then took his anger out on Mu Huaian.
Yu Qinghuan blamed herself: "It's my fault. I've implicated you. I'm sorry."
Mu Huaian raised his hand to hold her tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice deep, "It's not your fault, it's me... He deserves to hit me."
It's heartbreaking to hear this.
Yu Qinghuan broke free from his embrace and pulled him into the inner room. "I have some medicine in my room. I'll put it on your face."
Mu Huaian: "No, it will be fine in two days."
Yu Qinghuan pushed him down to sit on the couch, and took out a bottle of ointment from the bottom of the dressing table beside her.
Her fingertips were dipped in the cool ointment, but when they touched the corner of Mu Huaian's mouth, she trembled from the heat of his breath.
Their eyes met, and Mu Huaian's heart was distracted. He leaned forward slightly, wanting to kiss her.
"Don't move." Yu Qinghuan pretended to be calm and ordered, but her knee accidentally hit the outside of his thigh. She could feel the tense body through the clothes, and her face turned red.
I just wanted to give him some medicine.
At this time, Mu Huaian could only be forced to lean back on the edge of the couch, his Adam's apple rolling, and let her fingertips dipped in ointment wipe the corners of his mouth and cheeks.
The faint aroma of medicine, mixed with the fragrance of her body, lingered between her breaths.
Yu Qinghuan was very serious. She dipped the ointment little by little, not daring to use too much force. She blew on it gently from time to time, for fear of hurting him.
Mu Huaian just looked at her like this. Even though he didn't drink any alcohol, he was a little drunk at the moment.
Just as his fingertips were stroking the bruise on his cheekbone, he suddenly groaned. Yu Qinghuan hurriedly tried to retract her strength, but her wrist was caught.
Yu Qinghuan: "Did it hurt you?"
"Well, give me a blowjob, okay?"
...
The bronze mirror reflected the overlapping figures of the two people - kissing passionately.
The ointment smelled cool but tasted a bit bitter, but no one let go. It was not until she tasted a faint sweet and fishy smell that Yu Qinghuan thought of pushing him away and getting up.
But the next moment, Mu Huaian hugged her and lay down on the couch.
The world was spinning around, and Yu Qinghuan was about to speak when she saw Mu Huaian approaching her.
Mu Huaian's voice was hoarse: "So sweet... Even if he beats me to death, I won't regret it."
"Wait—" Yu Qinghuan pushed his shoulder.
...
Mu Huaian suddenly wanted to take a look at the person in front of him. He reached out and pulled Yu Qinghuan up, holding her face with both hands. He looked at her sparkling eyes and her slightly flushed cheeks. She was so beautiful that he suddenly felt a little inferior.
"Will you leave me?"
His voice was low and hoarse with a hint of emotion.
Yu Qinghuan shook her head and hugged him, putting herself in his arms, "I love you the most."
Listening to her words, Mu Huaian thought that Xie Zhiwen was right when he called him a villain.
I really am a complete villain.
...
The next day, Mu Huaian quietly left Yu Qinghuan's house before dawn. When he left the house, he happened to meet Cheng Gongjin who was about to go to the palace to attend court.
He followed behind Cheng Gongjin, looking at the purple official robe, and couldn't help but wonder how his teacher had risen to this position step by step, to be able to wear this robe and be admired by thousands of people...
He is now also an official, so he naturally knows how difficult all this is. While he respects them, he also feels very guilty about what happened last night.
"Thank you for last night, teacher."
Cheng Gongjin responded indifferently.
Mu Huaian added, "Actually, you don't have to cover up for me. They will know the child is mine sooner or later. What you said last night... really damaged your reputation."
Hearing this, Cheng Gongjin stopped and turned to look at him, "I don't need a good reputation, I just need a child."
Mu Huaian was stunned. What did the teacher mean by this?
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