After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

Chapter 169 I'm Drunk

"Is there such a good thing? There is no need to consider the etiquette between the emperor and his subjects? What would happen if someone said something that displeased the emperor or did something treasonous?"

Rong Yan's face turned pale, and the image of Tang Mumu holding a sword in front of his father suddenly appeared in his mind. He shuddered in an instant.

After a while, Tang Mumu chuckled, "Just kidding, even if the emperor and his subjects are having fun together, no one would be brave enough to do something treasonous in front of the emperor. Everyone knows that it is more important to save your head.

Rong Yan pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, not knowing how to react.

Tang Mumu bent over and laughed even more happily, saying, "I didn't expect you to be so easy to deceive. Is it because you have been too busy lately that your brain is having problems? You should eat more delicious food to replenish your body at night. I don't want a stupid husband."

Seeing her laughing so happily, Rong Yan's heart finally settled down. As long as it was a real joke, it was fine.

As soon as the night fell, Tang Mumu couldn't wait to pull Rong Yan to find Song Jinyu, Achu and others. When they arrived at the camp, they saw Tang Qingzhi and Linlang, and called them to his side. There were beauties all around him, and Tang Mumu couldn't even hold them all with one hand.

"If I had known that one day I would be surrounded by beautiful girls and couldn't hug them all, I would have laughed in my dreams, right?"

"When I used to read storybooks, I often wondered what the girls in the storybooks looked like to have such a thrilling love story. But since I met you, I think the beautiful girls in the storybooks should look like you."

Tang Mumu's mouth opened and closed, and Rong Yan's eyes never left her face. Hearing her say that, he just found it funny. He felt that she seemed to have become the Tang Mumu that he first met.

After three rounds of drinks, most of the people outside had left. Rong Yan helped Tang Mumu back to the tent. When he was helping her hang up her outer coat, Tang Mumu had already taken off her coat. Rong Yan hurriedly put it on for her.

"It's cold in the woods at night, so you should wear more clothes. You feel hot now because you drank. It will be fine in a while. Be obedient."

Tang Mumu pursed her lips, a little unhappy, but when she saw Rong Yan's concerned expression, she smiled happily again.

"What's wrong? Are you drunk?"

Rong Yan's voice was very soft, as if he was coaxing a child. He helped Tang Mumu sit down on the bed, and then he moved a low stool and sat down in front of her.

Tang Mumu sat on the bed like a well-behaved child, motionless, her watery eyes fixed on Rong Yan, as if afraid that he would run away. Rong Yan could not help laughing at her cuteness, and the next moment Tang Mumu's face fell.

"You're laughing at me?"

Rong Yan's smile had not yet disappeared, and he quickly tried to comfort her: "No, no, you are so well behaved, how could I laugh at you."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Of course I'm smiling because I think our Mu Mu is well-behaved and cute. I'm praising you."

When the other party heard this, his eyes lit up. He held his face with both hands, tilted his head and closed his eyes, saying, "I know you are praising me. In the past, my master would praise me even when I was drunk, otherwise I would not sleep all night. Now my master is dead, and I only have one husband. You have to praise me."

Tang Mumu frowned as she spoke, and even her voice became tearful, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. Rong Yan subconsciously raised his hand to wipe them away for her. His heart tightened, as if a sharp knife had pierced his heart. It hurt a lot, but he couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Moqing was her teacher who had grown up with her since she was a child. He was her closest teacher. How could she let go of his death so easily? Only when she was drunk did she have the courage to mention it again.

"What are you doing?" Feeling the warmth of Rong Yan's palm, Tang Mumu quickly opened his eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Rong Yan held her face with his backhand, raised the corners of his lips, and said softly: "Of course I want to touch our Mu Mu's face. You only have me as your husband, can't you touch Mu Mu's face?"

Tang Mumu actually thought about it seriously, and after a moment, he said with a smile: "You are my husband, I will only let you touch me."

"Mumu is so good."

"Ayan, I can't open my eyes. I want to sleep."

I didn't expect that she would be so easy to coax when she was drunk. Rong Yan thought that she would not sleep unless he tossed her until midnight.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Tang Mumu rubbed her eyes, Rong Yan helped her lie down, and pulled the quilt to cover him. After waiting for a while, the moment Rong Yan stood up, she pulled him back. Her eyes, which were originally closed, were now looking at him brightly.

"Are you leaving?"

Rong Yan originally thought that she was asleep, and was almost hit by Tang Mumu's strong pull. Although he supported his body weight with his hands in time to avoid hitting her, they were both stunned when their noses touched.

Tang Mumu almost jumped up and sat up, and Rong Yan also quickly stood up and sat up straight.

Rong Yan kept staring at Tang Mumu while talking, and after waiting for a long time she still didn't speak. He thought he had hurt her, so he quickly turned around to look at her.

"Does it hurt? Why don't you say anything?"

Rong Yan raised his hand to check Tang Mumu's nose, but when he looked up, he saw that her eyes were wet. When she saw him looking up, she quickly blinked her eyes. She was in a daze, but also looked naive. Rong Yan couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I'm not laughing at you. I'm just laughing because I think Mu Mu is cute." This time, Rong Yan explained himself before Tang Mu Mu got angry.

"Are you leaving?"

Suddenly remembering that he hadn't answered her question, Tang Mumu quickly grabbed Rong Yan's arm, her little face pulled up, her eyes full of grievance, which made Rong Yan feel very distressed. He quickly patted her shoulder and coaxed her softly: "No, no, just go to sleep obediently, okay? I won't leave."

Unexpectedly, Tang Mumu not only did not let go, but held him even tighter.

"No, you will leave as soon as I close my eyes. Even if my master leaves, you will not want me. I won't let you leave. You are not allowed to leave."

Rong Yan was stunned. He didn't expect her to say that. After a moment, he sighed, took off his shoes and socks, and lay down with her. He took her hand and held it in his palm.

"Do you believe this? As long as you still need me, I will always be here."

Tang Mumu looked at his movements, hesitated for a moment, then lay down again obediently, reaching out her other hand and holding his hand tightly.

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Tang Mumu said again, but his eyes remained open and refused to close.

Rong Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and covered her eyes. The warmth of his palm made her feel very comfortable. Tang Mumu rubbed her face in his palm.

"I won't leave, I won't lie to Mu Mu, close your eyes and go to sleep, I promise that the first person you see when you open your eyes tomorrow morning will still be me, okay?"

"it is good."

Rong Yan didn't let go of his hand until he heard the shallow breathing of the person next to him. He bent down softly, lay on his side and looked at Tang Mumu. This moment was happy, but Rong Yan couldn't smile.

This silly girl has never let it go, but she just doesn't want to show her pain in front of others and doesn't want others to suffer with her.

She has always been so nice.