On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Chapter 137 I Love You, But I Can’t Say It

When the exquisite side dishes were brought out, she started crying again.

"Your Highness's body is precious, and he has never been without servants since he was a child. Chunmei loves her, so let Chunmei serve you in Songshan Pavilion for the next few days?"

Pei Mochen was touched but also a little guilty. He took out four ingots of gold from the box and handed them to Chunmei. "I was sorry for Madam Gui's matter. You should accept these as my compensation to you."

Chunmei sneered in her heart. Haha, it's too late to give her money now, isn't it? How can she have time to spend it? How can she still be alive to spend it?

He was a hypocritical hypocrite. When her mother was alive, he was very stingy with them. When she was beaten to death, he didn't care. Now that no one is willing to serve him, he took out these four ingots of gold to disgust her.

Chunmei despised him in her heart, but she still pretended to be grateful. She took the gold gratefully. "Thank you for the reward, Master."

Pei Mochen said gently: "Don't be polite to me. When the ten-day period is up, if I find that you are not sick, I will definitely increase your and Cheng Liu's monthly salary."

Chunmei's eyes welled up with tears again, and she pretended to sob and said, "My Lord, my mother is no longer alive. Now you are my only support."

Pei Mochen: "Don't you still have Cheng Liu?"

Chunmei knelt down and hugged his legs, "Master, Cheng Liu always beats and scolds Chunmei, this is really not a good ending."

She lifted her sleeves, revealing her arms covered in scars, and cried, "My Lord, Chunmei's life is really not a human life."

Pei Mochen felt even more guilty and wanted to help her up. "You get up first. If I am fine, I will definitely find you a good husband."

Chunmei was reluctant to get up, instead she kept her head pressed tightly against his trouser leg.

"Your Majesty, you are the only one who cares about Mei'er."

Hearing Chunmei calling herself "Mei'er", Pei Mochen felt physiologically uncomfortable and instinctively wanted to push her away, but Chunmei held her too tightly.

Moreover, in such a tragic scene, he was too embarrassed to push people away, so he could only let Chunmei cry beside him.

I thought: This is so disgusting, why haven’t I stopped crying yet? My nose is running.

The official's boots moved, wanting to move away. Then he thought, he might have syphilis, and the little girl didn't despise him, so how could he despise her in return?

Forget it, just let her stay next to me. At worst I won’t wear this robe anymore.

Chunmei pretended to cry for a long time, and wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and wanted to stand up and quickly get into his arms. But she was afraid of alerting Pei Mochen.

So, I resisted the urge, quietly stepped aside, and watched him paint.

Throughout the afternoon, Pei Mochen painted several landscapes, each of which was a vast grassland. In each painting, there was always a pair of young boys and girls, full of vigor and affection.

Sometimes they galloped on horseback, sometimes they drank water together, or rested under trees, and there were also scenes of them playing chess in the pavilion.

The man could be seen to be Pei Mochen, but the woman's features could not be clearly seen.

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Chunmei's eyes. Oh, the noble Third Prince was daydreaming about his Miss Lolo again.

She reached into her sleeve and found a packet of medicine powder. She thought: It doesn't matter. As long as the prince drinks the medicine I carefully prepared for him, I guarantee that he will fulfill his wish tonight.

The poison is colorless and tasteless. Once taken, if Momu and Yaksha come, Pei Mochen will mistake them for the Lolo he has been obsessed with.

Chunmei was just about to cover her face to laugh when she heard the voices of the kitchen maids delivering food outside the house.

"My Lord, Miss Chunmei, please open the door. I am here to bring you food."

Chunmei opened the door enthusiastically, took the food box obediently, and thanked them politely.

A maid said with emotion: "What a good girl! The prince has you to take care of him, and we old slaves are relieved."

Another maid quickly agreed: "Who says it's not true? In my opinion, it is Miss Chunmei who understands the prince's temper. The prince should be taken care of by you."

Chunmei smiled and said nothing much. She knew what the maids were thinking better than anyone else.

After the two maids exchanged greetings, they didn't dare to say much to Chunmei and ran away quickly.

After running a long way, he said in fear: "What a sin! When will this kind of life end?"

At the same time, Chunmei blatantly opened the food box in the yard, then took out the packet of medicine powder and sprinkled it into the soup bowl.

Oh, it's really easier to poison in this deserted place.

Chunmei added the medicinal powder into the soup and stirred it roughly with her fingers.

"I won't wash my hands. He doesn't deserve to drink the clean drink."

After stirring, she picked up the soup bowl again, tasted a few mouthfuls herself, and her body began to feel slightly warm.

"Well, after all, I have loved the prince for so many years. After I get him, I will let him go to hell with me."

This drug is extremely powerful. Once taken, the person will become confused and have hallucinations, and everyone he sees will be his or her beloved.

There are only two ways to detoxify, either go to Wushan with your loved one, or bear the pain and give up one level of your power.

Chunmei covered her lips and laughed, "Hmph, let's see if the prince can tell who is coming, or resist the bone-eroding desire."

Phew, it’s so hot. I have to quickly give the soup to Pei Mochen.

But in just a moment, Pei Mochen had finished the meal with relish, and he even praised the soup with the charm poison added to it.

"Today's soup is delicious. The kitchen maids put a lot of effort into it."

Chunmei poured him another bowl and said with a charming smile: "Since Your Majesty likes it, why not drink a few more bowls——"

Her voice was charming and seductive, and after serving the soup to him, she couldn't help but lean on Pei Mochen.

It was obvious that Chunmei's poison had already taken effect prematurely.

If Pei Mochen had followed his usual habits, he would have definitely noticed something was wrong with Chunmei. However, the poison was too strong, and he actually felt that Chunmei was emitting a charming fragrance tonight.

I was reluctant to even push her away.

The handsome man with the almond-shaped eyes looked at Chunmei and gasped: her skin was as white as jade, her eyes were full of affection, and her voice was even more gentle and moving.

Why does Chunmei tonight look so much like my Yanyan?

My body was getting hotter and my mouth was dry, so I drank a few more bowls of soup.

Pei Mochen: "Chunmei, I need to rest now. Please come and serve me tomorrow."

Chunmei looked at Pei Mochen's rolling Adam's apple, and a strong impulse surged in her heart. She wished she could stand on tiptoes and kiss his sexy thin lips immediately.

But she knew very well that the time was not right and now was not the time to eat hot tofu, so she could only endure it again and again and suppress her desire.

She bowed to Pei Mochen obediently and said, "My Lord, I will be waiting in the outer hall. If you are thirsty, hot, or tired at night, just call me and Chunmei will come to serve you."

Pei Mochen was about to refuse, but when he saw Chunmei's face today, he felt that she was exactly like his lovely princess.

He nodded slightly, his eyes also began to become gentle, "Thank you for your hard work, then you can go to the outer hall to rest."

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Soon, it was midnight.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan, this king's Yan Yan."

"I'm sorry, I miss you so much."

"Yan Yan, I love you, but I can't say it."

"My Yanyan——"

Chunmei, who was dozing off in the outer hall, was startled. What happened? After the prince was poisoned, shouldn't he call his beloved?

Miss Luo Luo should be the woman he loves the most. It's strange, why does he call Mu Wanyan that bitch?

Humph, a fickle man is really not a good thing.

Chunmei stood up, twisted her waist, and walked slowly towards her former lover like a ghost.

Lifting the gauze curtains on Pei Mochen's bed, she opened her red lips and said, "My Lord, Yanyan is here."