"Ahem..." Listening to Su Ruotang's straightforward words, Mu Chen choked on his saliva.
"Sister, you are a girl, you can't speak so directly."
Su Ruotang rolled his eyes: "pedantic."
Mu Chen approached Su Ruotang mysteriously: "Sister, please guess again, why Mr. Yang has been married for so long without any children."
"Mrs. Yang is a man." A clear voice sounded as he finished speaking.
Mu Chen looked up.
The man with a graceful figure came walking in the sunlight that was all over the ground.
Her facial features are so beautiful that she looks like a banished immortal who fell into the mortal world by mistake.
Mu Chen curled his lips and said, "Oh my God, it's not fair. You were carefully crafted by Nuwa, but I was just a rough idea."
She is beautiful and has a good brain.
Su Ruotang was shocked: "A man disguised as a woman?"
Mo Ronyan sat next to her and handed her the chestnuts in his hand, "The ones at the top of the city have been shelled."
While training soldiers at the Gyeonggi Camp, His Royal Highness sent him a message to queue for two hours to buy chestnuts. After peeling the chestnuts, Shen Shi stopped outside the hall.
He looked at his Highness, and then at his own hands, which were so black from peeling chestnuts that he hadn't even had time to wash them.
Choosing silence is golden.
The alluring fragrance of chestnuts hit his nose, and Mu Chen took a breath.
Just as he was about to beg for a chestnut to satisfy his craving, he saw Mo Ronyan's hand reaching out to Gu Butterfly, who was lying on the table after eating.
He quickly reminded: "Don't touch it, you will..." die.
The word "death" was not uttered in the end, but his eyes suddenly widened.
Mo Ronyan's long fingers with clear joints were seen gently landing on the Gu butterfly's wings.
Gu Butterfly raised its head and rubbed his fingers affectionately with its tentacles.
Mu Chen: "!!!"
"Butterfly eyes look down upon others!"
It was agreed that only the master would touch it!
It’s such a thing to look down upon others with butterfly eyes!
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He also really wanted to touch the Gu butterfly.
Meeting the ancestors of the Mu family after death would be something to brag about.
Seeing Mu Chen's instantly wilted look, Su Ruotang smiled softly, poured a few chestnuts into a porcelain plate, pushed it in front of him, and gave perfunctory comfort:
"Brother, try the chestnuts His Highness bought."
After finishing speaking, she stared at Mo Ronyan with bright eyes, "Ayan, is Mrs. Yang really a man? How do you know?"
"Is he the kind of man who is so beautiful that you can't tell the difference between male and female?"
In her previous life, she always felt extremely inconsistent when she saw men pretending to be women on Douyin.
Just look at the face. With beauty and the five thousand years of makeup skills of a great country, she is a woman as beautiful as a fairy.
But a mouth, a movement...
Gee, that's a weird violation.
At this moment, she suddenly learned that a real ancient man dressed as a woman, and she couldn't suppress her curiosity.
Mo Rongyan teased Gu Butterfly with his fingertips, and when he saw the third prince's bright eyes, he felt a little unhappy.
He narrowed his eyes and unconsciously put some force on his fingertips.
The Gu butterfly's newly grown wings cannot withstand such strength.
It immediately raised its head, and its soft tentacles instantly became as hard as steel needles.
The next moment, Mo Rongyan's clear voice came, "Madam, is it because my husband's appearance is not top-notch?"
The man's voice was as cold as cold jade.
Gu Die's heart skipped a beat and she lay down again.
Well.
It's not cowardly.
This is called knowing the current affairs of the butterfly and turning it into a handsome butterfly.
Mu Chen looked at Gu Die and his forehead twitched.
He took a hard bite of the chestnut.
The stinking butterfly that bullies and fears evil!
"Huh?" Su Ruotang's eyes were filled with questions.
There was a hint of grievance in Mo Rongyan's voice, "Madam actually misses other men in front of my husband."
Su Ruotang blinked and burst into laughter.
She held her chin up and arched her eyebrows, "My husband's beauty is unparalleled..."
"But I can hide it from everyone. The beauty of a woman who has been pretending to be a man for several years should be comparable to her husband's beauty."
"I'm definitely going to meet that beauty."
Mo Ronyan narrowed his eyes and said in a cool tone, "It seems that the husband must be married as soon as possible. The father is more important than the son."
Su Ruotang's scalp suddenly went numb.
She immediately sat upright and spoke righteously, "My husband is incomparable in beauty, so Mrs. Yang is definitely not half as beautiful as your husband."
Mo Ronyan raised his eyebrows: "But as a husband, I think it's better to have a father than a son."
Mu Chen: "Cough cough cough..."
Instantly I felt that the chestnuts were no longer fragrant.
This wave of dog food is filling me up.
He silently poured the chestnuts from the porcelain plate into the bag.
Then--
Carrying the bag, he grinned at Mo Ronyan: "Brother-in-law, I won't bother you because your father is more valuable than his son."
Before the last note finished, his figure had already disappeared into the courtyard.
Su Ruotang's eyes widened.
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Her chestnuts!
Mo Rongyan picked up the Gu butterfly's wings and threw them out of the window in disgust.
Then he took Su Ruotang's little hand and said in a low and seductive voice, "Chestnuts are not delicious. Please treat my wife to something more delicious for my husband."
Su Ruotang:! ! !
Ahhhh! ! !
She refused!
However.
Not only did she refuse to fail.
Also missed dinner.
Just when she was forced to take precedence over her father and son, the lights of Yang Mansion were brightly lit all night.
Yang Ming's eyes were cold: "Mu Mu, Mu Chen should not have discovered your secret."
Dai Yunmu was dressed in white single clothes and leaned lazily on the low couch by the window.
Her dark hair was disheveled, with a few naughty strands falling down her shoulders.
Looking along the hair, there is no curvature on the chest.
