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After placing the book on the bed and settling it down, Mu Zhihuan was just about to leave when she felt someone tugging at her clothes.

She turned around and saw, to her surprise, that Jiang Zisu had grabbed her by the sleeve and sighed her third breath of the day.

But who would have thought that right after breaking his hand, Jiang Zisu would flip and grab hold of his hand. "Don't go!"

Mu Zhihuan, who had called out to him, was stunned: "You're drunk, I'll go call someone to cook some wine for you."

However, Jiang Zisu was completely unwilling to let go of her. "No, you always want to leave me.

Hearing Jiang Zisu's coquettish words, Mu Zhihuan felt a headache coming, "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Zisu opened his eyes with much difficulty and said, "I know, you are Mu Zhihuan, my consort … My son's mother... Don't go... Zhihuan... "

The last few words were like a whisper, causing Mu Zhihuan to frown.

She had initially thought that Jiang Zisu had recognized her as Yang Qiuyu, but now it seemed that he wasn't mistaken?

You're not admitting your mistakes and telling me not to leave? How drunk was this Jiang Zisu?

"Then you still have to let me go and get you a basin of water to wash your face."

However, Jiang Zisu did not appreciate it at all. Although he was so drunk that he could not even open his eyes, he could clearly see the logic behind it. "No, once I let go of you, you will leave, and you want to go to that man's side again …"

Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but want to shout at the sky, but he knew that it was useless trying to reason with someone who was drunk, so she could only coax him: "I'm not going, I'm right here in the Palace."

Jiang Zisu scrunched his eyebrows into a frown, "I … No... "Trust you."

Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but roll her eyes: "I'm really not going anywhere, really!"

Having heard so many true words in a row, Jiang Zisu was a little confused. "Are you serious?"

Mu Zhihuan fiercely nodded, and then realized that he could not see it, and so she changed her words. "Really!"

"Then... "Quickly go and return …" After saying this, Jiang Zishu let go of the hand that was grabbing onto Mu Zhihuan's sleeve.

Seeing that he had finally let go of herself, Mu Zhihuan heaved a sigh of relief. She went out and called a servant to bring some water over, then went to the kitchen to instruct the servants to cook some sobering wine.

When she returned to her room after finishing all these, Mu Zhihuan suddenly smelt a familiar smell.

She happily turned around and bumped into a warm embrace. "You're using this move again!"

Although she was complaining, she did not let go of Gu Mingxuan's waist.

Gu Mingxuan hugged her back. "I missed you, I came to see my wife, is that not okay?"

The four short words' I missed you ', however, were like ten thousand tons of candy, causing Mu Zhihuan's heart to instantly feel sweet. Because I've missed you too! "

As she spoke, Mu Zhihuan placed her feet on top of Gu Mingxuan's neck and kissed: "Jiang Zimu came today, and seems to be very happy."

As if he had been swept by a kitten, Gu Mingxuan could not help but squint his eyes, "The news that he obtained from Mo Yi is no longer the emperor's, and he even got Jiang Zimu to organize this time's Qiu Shou. It seems he is prepared to give it up."

No wonder Jiang Zimu was so happy, it was easy to obtain under the heavens. If he was not happy even like this, then what kind of terrifying person was he?

Gu Mingxuan's fingernails cut through Mu Zhihuan's black hair. Feeling the sliver of hair, he said in a deep voice, "It's best if you don't go to this time's Qiu Shou."

Mu Zhihuan was startled. "Why?"

Gu Mingxuan did not hide anything. "If the Emperor is truly prepared to give up the throne, then we only have this one chance to stop Jiang Zimu from ascending the throne. At that time, Qiu Shou and his gang will definitely be in a flurry.

"I don't want to get involved?" Mu Zhihuan looked at Gu Mingxuan: "That means you want to go?"

Gu Mingxuan nodded his head: "This matter is related to whether Jiang Zimu can ascend to the throne or not, whether or not you can obtain your freedom, whether or not my Great Yan can be peaceful, so I must go."

Almost without thinking, Mu Zhihuan spoke up, "Then I want to go too! We can't let you go alone in such a dangerous situation. "

"I'm even more worried if you go." Gu Mingxuan looked at Mu Zhihuan's serious expression and her heart warmed.

Everyone else wanted to avoid this trouble, but this person was willing to shoulder the burden of the trouble with them. He could not help but scratch the tip of Mu Zhihuan's nose, "Only if you are safe will I not be shackled."

Knowing that he would say this, Mu Zhihuan raised her head. "Then wouldn't it be safer for me to be by your side?"

Looking at the serious expression in Mu Zhihuan's eyes, Gu Mingxuan finally let out a soft sigh, "Then if something unexpected happens, you must run to my side as soon as possible."

Mu Zhihuan nodded fiercely: "Alright!"

As a sports specialty, he had never lost just because of this.

Seeing her nod her head like she was pounding garlic, Gu Mingxuan was helpless: "Is it just because Jiang Zimu is here that you have such a strong smell of alcohol?"

Mu Zhihuan shrugged her shoulders, "That's right, Jiang Zimu and Yue Yang were drunk, in the end, I was the one who took it all."

Gu Mingxuan kissed her on the forehead: "It's been hard on you."

"I won't either. Anyway, I didn't do anything. I let the servants do everything."

After being intimate with Gu Mingxuan for a while, Madam Lady knocked on the door. Mu Zhihuan helplessly gave Gu Mingxuan a look, and Gu Mingxuan sensibly flashed out of the window.

"Madam Lady, what's wrong?"

Madam Lady's expression did not look good, "About that … "Esteemed wangfei, something seems to have happened to the crown prince at the main courtyard."

Mu Zhihuan frowned, wasn't the main courtyard Yang Qiuyu? "Come, let's go take a look."

When Mu Zhihuan and Madam Lady arrived at the main courtyard, they only saw Yang Qiuyu using her blade to press against Tuanzi's neck.

Mu Zhihuan was so frightened that her face turned pale white, Madam Lady directly kneeled on the ground, "Your Highness!"

Seeing Mu Zhihuan, Tuanzi cried out. "Mother! Mother! "

The shouts hurt Mu Zhihuan, "Ran'er, don't be afraid, your mother is here."

Yang Qiuyu's face became extremely crazed as she brandished the short blade in her hand. "Heh! Mu Zhihuan, you finally came. "

"What are you doing!" Mu Zhihuan's face darkened, her eyes staring straight at Yang Qiuyu: "If you're not satisfied with anything, just come at me, what are you going to do to a little kid?"

"Heh, to you?" Yang Qiuyu laughed sinisterly, then looked at Mu Zhihuan with a scary look in her eyes: "With so many people by your side protecting you, if I were to go after you, do you think you can still live till now?"

Tuanzi's wail kept on lingering in his ears. Mu Zhihuan took a deep breath, "I'm alone now. You can do whatever you want, but the child is innocent."