After Mu Sheng came back from King Tuli, he was extremely depressed. He stayed alone in the tent without saying a word.
In fact, he could probably guess what the result would be, but when King Tuli said it himself, the spark of hope in his heart was instantly extinguished.
As expected by Old Wu, it was impossible for the old cunning King Tuli to marry Ruimuyi to him. Unless he could become the crown prince, there was no way he could even think about it...
Mu Sheng lay down for a long time, then got up and ordered the kitchen to prepare the hot pot and prepare to get drunk before resting.
At this time, Yun'er resumed her men's clothing. She opened the tent and brought out a few wild animals. It seemed that she had slipped out to hunt again.
Yun'er saw Mu Sheng drinking alone and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you drinking alone?"
Seeing that she was dressed in men's clothing, Mu Sheng raised his glass and toasted to Yun'er, "Brother Yun, you're here at the right time. Come on, let's go."
Hearing this, Yun'er took a symbolic sip from the wine glass angrily.
Seeing this, Mu Sheng frowned and said, "Brother Yun, since you are wearing men's clothing, you should show some manliness. Come on, let's do it."
Seeing that she couldn't resist Mu Sheng, Yun'er had no choice but to drink the glass of wine in one gulp.
Mu Sheng and Yun'er drank until midnight.
Mu Sheng thought that in a few days, Ruimu Yi would return to the grassland after the conference. This time he was really drunk. This was the first time since he came to this world that he felt very lost, and it was also the first time that he felt disappointed for a person. The girl was thinking about it, but she couldn't get it.
Mu Sheng shook his head and hugged Yun'er's shoulders, telling him about the past few days of getting along with Ruimu Yi, and asked, "Yun'er, do you think there is still hope for Princess Yi and me?"
Yun'er seemed to be drunk too. She pointed at Mu Sheng's forehead and said, "Young Master, I really didn't realize that after all these years, you, a little devil, are actually still a love interest. You took down Sister Yi in just a few days." , I don’t know if there is any hope, I also hope that lovers will eventually get married..."
Yun'er's tone seemed a little sour, and she also said this to herself.
At this moment, Mu Sheng was so drunk that he didn't notice it at all. He stared at Yun'er's almost perfect profile and said with such a big tongue, "Yun... Yun'er, it's a shame that you are a woman, tell the truth... you Wearing men's clothes really has a unique flavor. No wonder... no wonder Sister Yi fell in love with you at first sight. You... if you go out to blow up the streets, then... that guy, good guy, all the little girls and wives in the whole capital will let you do it. Already?"
Upon hearing this, Yun'er punched Mu Sheng lightly and spat, "Sir, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Mu Sheng continued with a big tongue, "Yun'er? No, it should be called Brother Yun. To be honest, I would like to call you Brother...Brother, your men's style is no exaggeration...it looks better than that Pan...Pan...Pan Jinlian ~Ah~Bah! Wrong... looks better than Pan An~ah..."
"Sister Yun... you... you are such a pity. If you were born in my era, just because of your appearance, no matter if you become... an... actress, or... a male star, a famous... star, a Mars, Venus, it doesn’t matter what kind of star you are. You can become famous no matter what star you are. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it. If you are an idol, you will be at your peak when you debut. When you debut, you will reach your peak. Let me tell you... little by little. There’s nothing wrong with it…”
"Sister Yun, when the time comes, I...I'm telling you, the whole world...the earth will be crazy for you...star, do you understand? Do you...you...know what a star is? It's...the sky...of the entire earth... Superstars, Ronaldo... Erdo, do you know? Cristiano Ronaldo, Messi, you... you... do you know who they are? People... all serious people are football... stars, yes, football stars... you know people How much do you earn in a year? Yun...Sister Yun, let me tell you, you...you...you can't forget your brother...brother me when you become famous?"
"Old...as the old saying goes, eat...and never forget...this...well digger, for us...the friendship we have shared over the years, our...relationship cannot be in vain, brother, I...ah...I will I am reluctant to be a sister... this... this... go through... my agent! Sister eats meat, brother... brother, I can follow my sister's butt, rub... rub the mouth and drink soup... that's it~~ Okay! I'm satisfied, that's it. Ah!...Come on...come and go, drink? Why are you standing there in a daze?"
Speaking of excitement, Mu Sheng picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.
When Yun'er heard this, she looked shocked and said, "Sir, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
After all, Yun'er was a little more sober than Mu Sheng. At first, she was quite happy to hear him praise her beauty. But as she went on, she became more and more out of tune. She used a bunch of words that she didn't understand at all. She didn't know where the young master learned them. Come.
Yun'er sighed inwardly, it seemed that the young master had really lost his temper since he recovered from his illness, and talked nonsense when he was drunk.
Mu Sheng blushed and grabbed her hand, looked at it again and again, touched it again, and said, "Yun'er, your hands are so beautiful! The skin is like cream, and the white jade is like green onions. Hey! I really don't know which one will be cheaper in the future... You bastard, I really don’t want you to get married. If you go...if you leave, I will be left alone. How will I live in the future..."
Mu Sheng hugged Yun'er's waist and cried and laughed.
Yun'er patted Mu Sheng's shoulder gently and comforted, "Sir, Yun'er will never leave you, never..."
Zeng Yun recalled that when she first entered the palace, the young master was just a little kid who could only play in the mud. The madam was still alive at that time. In her memory, the madam sat quietly in the courtyard, holding a fan in her hand and looking at the young master and the maid with a smile. They play.
Time passed by, Yun'er lowered her head and glanced at the drunkard holding her waist and talking nonsense. Unexpectedly, he had grown from the little brat back then to a handsome young man, and her heart had long been concerned about him. . It's a pity that Luohua has intentions and flowing water is ruthless. The young master has always wanted to marry her off, and today he hugged her waist and shouted that he didn't want her to get married. Alas!
Yun'er came back to her senses from the memories, as if she had made a lot of determination in her heart. She knew that as a survivor of the Yue Kingdom, it was impossible for her to become the first wife.
Yun'er said with determination, "Young Master, I want to stay by your side for the rest of my life, and I can't bear to leave you. If you don't abandon me, I would rather commit myself to being my concubine."
After saying these words, Yun'er seemed nervous and her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She was afraid that the young master would reject her and was thinking about how to marry her off...
But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the young master. She only heard a faint snore. She looked down and saw that Mu Sheng was already lying on her lap, drunk and unconscious.
Yun'er smiled bitterly, and finally managed to say what she wanted to say from the bottom of her heart with the help of alcohol. Unexpectedly, the person she was confiding to had already slept like a dead pig, so she had to help Mu Sheng up and drag him to the The man beside the bed helped him take off his shoes and helped him get out of bed.
At this time, Yun'er was sitting next to Mu Sheng and looking at him blankly. She stroked his face slowly and carefully. Suddenly she bent down and stared at Mu Sheng who was very close. Her heartbeat was like a thunder drum. After a moment of hesitation, Yun'er came forward and kissed his lips gently. Then she took off her shoes and lay beside him. She just looked at his side face and slowly fell asleep...
When Mu Sheng woke up in the morning, he had a splitting headache. He couldn't even remember what happened yesterday. He probably drank too much.
Why! He drank too much yesterday, and the conference will officially end tomorrow, which means that Ruimui will also go back to the grassland. He has to get up to see him off. Just as he was about to get up, he felt something was pressing on his right leg and chest. .
His eyes dimly saw someone lying next to him. Mu Sheng took a closer look and laughed. It turned out that Yun'er was sleeping next to him with her arms and legs stretched out like an octopus...
Mu Sheng looked at her sleeping face, patted his forehead repeatedly, and secretly blamed him. He really shouldn't have dragged her to drink. If Yun'er had to hang out with him every day, she would become a problem girl sooner or later. How dare her husband's family want her in the future?
Mu Sheng stood up slowly, gently pushed her hands and feet away, covered her with a quilt, and went out.
Tomorrow the kings of the grassland will return north. In the morning, all the tribes and clan members gathered around the emperor's golden tent to eat barbecue. After the shamans finished performing rituals, the kings of the grassland came in batches to pay homage to the emperor again.
After Long Live Shanhu, he was paying tribute to some grassland local products, and the court also routinely awarded rewards...
Mu Sheng looked in the direction of Dong Yueshi again. As expected, he could not find any trace of Ruimu Yi except Ruimu Qiu and his son. He was probably still banned by his father.
After the ceremony, the emperor drove back to the palace first, while the important officials of the Jin court and the descendants of the clan were responsible for the aftermath...
As soon as Mu Sheng returned to the camp, he unexpectedly received a letter from Ruimui. It was probably sent secretly. After reading the letter, he seemed a little hesitant.
The letter said that she was leaving tomorrow and wanted to see him one last time. Mu Sheng actually wanted to see her too, but the two of them were destined to miss each other. Wouldn't seeing him only increase his worries?
Mu Shengsi thought about it and finally rode his horse to the place where they had agreed to have a private meeting in advance.
The morning mist was thick in the woods beside the hunting ground, but within a moment of burning the incense, Mu Sheng heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance, and a red figure flashed outside the forest and rushed into the place on horseback.
Mu Sheng asked with a hint of excitement in his tone, "Are you here?"
Ruimu Yi turned over and dismounted, stared at Mu Sheng with burning eyes and said, "Master, it's me."
Mu Sheng was stunned for a moment when he looked at her amorous face. The two of them couldn't help but hugged each other tightly. At this moment, he knew in his heart that he had to persuade Ruimui. They were doomed to have no results, so they simply had to give up. We are still just young people, and we still have the chance to start over.
Ruimu Yi raised her concubine, looked deeply at Mu Sheng, and said with a slightly trembling tone, "Sir, I will return to the grassland tomorrow. You won't forget me, right?"
Mu Sheng held her tightly in his arms and didn't reply for a long time. He seemed to be comforting her, but in fact he was also saying to himself, "Yier, go back, forget about me. We both know in our hearts that we can't be together." together."
Ruimui's eyes were filled with tears and she said in a trembling voice, "Take me away. Let's fly far away together, okay?"
At that moment, Mu Sheng felt like something was stuck in his throat and was about to agree to her, but he finally forced himself to hold it back. At this moment, he remembered that there were many people around him, including the emperor, uncle Zhao, Xixue, Yun'er, etc. If he How do they feel about giving up everything and running away? This is no longer his alone. His true age is that although he is only a teenager, his mind is still that of an adult. He knows the responsibilities that his status brings to him, and he is not qualified to act willfully.
Ruimui waited for a long time but saw no response from Mu Sheng. She knew that it was impossible between them.
Ruimui looked disappointed, and said with a choked voice, "I understand."
Ruimui broke away from Mu Sheng's arms and was about to turn around and leave.
Mu Sheng couldn't help but said, "Yier...I..."
Ruimu Yi looked back at him. She saw the reluctance for her in Mu Sheng's eyes. She was relieved for a moment. She only needed to know that Mu Sheng had her in his heart. It was enough.
With their eyes facing each other, Ruimui suddenly threw herself into Mu Sheng's arms. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's fly, but it still reached Mu Sheng's ears clearly.
"Master, take my body. No matter whether I can marry you or not, my heart will always belong to you."
Mu Sheng's heart ached when he heard this. He held Ruimu Yi's face and said in a sincere tone, "I can't break your body. If you get pregnant, how will you see anyone in the future? Where will your father's face be put?" ? Be good! Be obedient and go back."
Ruimui nodded obediently, and the two sat together and chatted for a long time.
Seeing that it was getting late, Mu Sheng turned to Ruimu Yi, who was clinging to him and said, "Princess Yi, it's getting late. Your father should be anxious."
Ruimu Yi glanced at Mu Sheng reluctantly and hummed.
The two of them led the horses to the edge of the grove. She got on the horse first to avoid others being suspicious. Mu Sheng waited for a stick of incense before leaving the woods and returning to the station.
Mu Sheng thought of Ruimu Yi's idea of dedicating himself, and shook his head with a wry smile. Although people in this similar pre-Qin era did not value chastity. Even Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty married second-married women into the palace, which was not like the feudal ethics of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Society is so oppressive to human nature. If he really wants to take her body regardless of his own concerns, it doesn't matter to him as a man. He won't give away the cabbage delivered to her door, but in general, she will still suffer some losses.
Mu Sheng didn't want to hurt her anymore, so he might as well cut the mess with a ruthless knife and stop getting involved together. This would not be good for anyone. It was better to forget each other than to live together. No matter who Ruimui married in the future, as long as she was happy, that would be fine. .
The next day, the conference officially ended, and all the grassland tribes set off to return north. Mu Sheng rode his horse to a hill, and looked at the Dongyue clan's team drifting away. He knew there were people he cared about there.
He muttered silently, "The flowers are green and the white dew is frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. I follow it when I follow it. The road is blocked and long. When I follow it, I wander in the middle of the water... Princess Yi, we will see you in the future..."
