Chapter 18 Truth Revealed After Drinking
The drunken man, still not quenched his thirst after downing a bowl of wine, simply grabbed the wine jar and picked it up.
"Ah, hahaha..." Qi Erniang seemed to be laughing even more heartily than the Laughing Buddha, "Hahaha, how dare I, how dare I... Who would dare impersonate the heir of the Jun family?"
How can one not have doubts?
The reason it took so long to collect ice was because they went to inquire about this matter.
Yesterday during the day, the news of the death of the Crown Prince of Jin Fangjun's son not only reached the royal palace but also spread throughout the entire city of Moyang.
At that time, Qi Erniang also overheard it.
Unexpectedly, that evening, a living Crown Prince Kim Fang-jun came to her place.
At this point, anyone who dares to flaunt the name of the Jin Fang family is either the heir of the Jin Fang family or one of the other young masters of the Jin Fang family. Which family doesn't have a "good descendant" who is vying for status and family property and hoping for "succession by younger brother"?
In either case, it's like welcoming a money tree.
Upon receiving the report from the shopkeeper, Qi Erniang immediately sent someone out to investigate.
In order not to miss the distinguished guest, they spared no effort in entertaining Mu Xi while anxiously awaiting news.
Unexpectedly, the news that arrived was even more explosive than I had imagined.
Mu Xi is not only the Crown Prince of Jinfang, but also a newly minted Crown Prince of Jinfang, who has just crawled out of his coffin.
Hearing such a perfunctory response, the drunkard downed half a jar of wine, his voice becoming increasingly seductive and languid: "Perhaps no one dares to impersonate Prince Jin Fang, but some dare to dress as men, pretending to be men, pretending to be Prince Jin Fang, do you believe it or not?"
Mu Xi, who was watching in a daze, was startled: "Are you stupid? If you're going to spread the news that Prince Jin Fang is alive, you can't reveal the secret that she's disguised as a man!"
Mu Xun, who was standing to the side, also sensed something was wrong: "Your Highness, you're drunk."
The drunken man tilted his head back, ignoring Mu Xun, and said only to Qi Erniang: "Don't believe me? Then can't you see that I am a woman disguised as a man? I am the Jin Fang Prince disguised as a woman?"
"..." Qi Erniang thought she had misheard, and even forgot to say "hahaha".
"Baofan" just ate his fill, seemingly oblivious to everything else.
Only Mu Xun spoke up, shouting, "Young Master, don't talk nonsense while drunk."
"Hey, stop him!" Mu Xi wanted to pay attention to Mu Xun now, but struggling was useless, and she couldn't make a sound. All the words were stuck in her throat.
My body no longer felt like my own, and my consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. If I couldn't hold on any longer, I would drift off to sleep.
"Don't believe me?" The drunken man completely ignored Mu Xun. "You don't believe me, huh... then do you want to see what's under my clothes?"
No one responded.
The drunken man started tearing open his clothes: "Have you ever seen a man without an Adam's apple? What's so great about an Adam's apple? Why should I wear such a narrow-necked shirt in this hot weather?"
"Your Highness, you mustn't..." Mu Xun seemed lost in thought for a moment before stopping him.
The drunken man, whose personality was neither male nor female, possessed considerable strength. He shoved Mu Xun aside and forcefully ripped open his shirt: "Have you ever seen a man with a chest binder? Why can men go bare-chested while women can't? I refuse to believe it..."
This could be considered another instance of someone speaking the truth while drunk, right?
"You're drunk and confused." Mu Xun could only shield his vision with his own body.
The drunken man was already on guard, and when Mu Xun tried to block him, he quickly got up and dodged.
Not only did she dodge away, but she also began to take off her clothes one by one: "It's so hot... So what if I'm a woman? Who says women are inferior to men? Do women have to hide their heads and tails and dare not be open and honest? Today, I'm going to be open and honest and show myself to everyone..."
Hmm? Is this drunken personality male or female?
Mu Xi was confused and increasingly anxious, but she just couldn't regain control of her body.
Worse still, her consciousness grew increasingly heavy, while her drunken personality seemed completely unaffected by intoxication.
If things continue like this, and she falls into a deep sleep, who knows what her drunken personality might do.
All previous efforts have been wasted, all previous efforts have been wasted...
The drunken man controlled his body, making it fly and spin wildly around the room. Mu Xi, who was watching from the side, was already blurry-eyed from drunkenness, and now she could only make out dozens of figures, unable to distinguish one from another.
The more he turned, the more confused he became, and his consciousness grew heavy, as if he were sinking into a dense chaos. He couldn't even muster the thought of shouting "Stop!"
"You are the Soul Master. You can regain control of your body whenever you want." At this moment, an exceptionally calm female voice rose from the depths of my heart.
Just as Mu Xi's consciousness was about to sink into darkness, she was jolted back to reality: "Soul Master? You mean the main personality?"
There was no reply.
All that could be heard was Mu Xun calling out again and again: "Young Master, Young Master... Brother, Brother..."
Outside, the drunken man was still acting crazy. Summer clothes were few to begin with, but thankfully the prince's funeral clothes were luxurious and elaborate. He had already taken off his outer robe and outer garment, and now he was playing hide-and-seek with Mu Xun, unbuttoning his inner garment: "Hahaha... This is much cooler... If I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
After removing the inner garment, all that remained was the moon-white sash wrapped around her body.
He's gone mad, he's gone mad...
A drunkard is a drunkard, why is he acting like an exhibitionist?
The description of a volatile personality is correct; this is someone who acts out when drunk.
In her anxiety, Mu Xi regained some clarity and tried to exert effort to control her body.
But even though he had already taken off all his clothes, it still didn't work.
At this moment, the calm female voice spoke again: "You are the Soul Master, and he is the Spirit. The Spirit depends on the Soul for its life. When the Soul is gone, the Spirit will dissipate. As long as you want, you can regain control of your body. They can't stop you."
"What do I do? What do I do?" Mu Xi was going crazy with anxiety.
After a long while, there was still no reply.
The man in a drunken stupor was letting his hair down, his seductive voice swirling in the air: "Do you think I'm beautiful? Am I more beautiful as a man or as a woman? I'm beautiful both, aren't I..."
Mu Xi's consciousness began to fade and dissipate again, her vision gradually darkening. In desperation, she made one last desperate attempt to rush forward...
"Ah..." Suddenly, he bumped into someone.
The world is quiet.
Mu Xi felt her body sinking.
Has this meant they've regained control?
When I opened my eyes to take another look, I suddenly felt light.
It felt like someone picked me up, spun me around, and then gently put me down, and something was gently placed over my body.
Mu Xi suddenly felt relieved, and in her dazed state, she wanted to find out more, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter what she did.
With only a sliver of consciousness remaining, Mu Xi seemed to hear Mu Xun's voice coming from above her head.
Mu Xun's voice was no longer gentle, but instead carried a chilling intensity: "You should know that whatever you see or hear tonight, you should pretend you didn't see or hear it."
"Yes, yes, yes... Hahaha..." Qi Erniang's "hahaha" was trembling.
"Someone come here..." Finally, it was unclear to whom Mu Xun gave the order.
Mu Xi's consciousness could no longer hold on, and she fell into darkness.
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