Chapter 1039: The Strong and Twisted Melon Is Not Sweet

"I won't do it if it doesn't taste sweet. Prince, just give me some money and I'll pack up my things and disappear immediately." Irene smiled at Mu Jin, smiling.

She knew clearly that the more she tried to leave, Mu Jin would not let her go.

"Even if I let you go, I should send you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Mu Jin walked towards Irene step by step, with majestic momentum in every step, and revealed in a low and hoarse voice There was a hint of chill.

Irene looked at Mu Jin walking towards her, and she repeatedly told herself that this was the first time Mu Jin had met her, so naturally he would not be as tolerant and gentle to her as he was in the dream.

You can't irritate him, you can't provoke him, and you can't provoke him. After all, he is currently playing the role of Yun Xie.

"Then am I not the first princess whose engagement was canceled by the evil king?" Irene said, blinking her eyes as she suppressed the smile on her face.

While speaking, Mu Jin had already walked up to Irene, and the faint fragrance of ink from his body surrounded Irene, and he looked at Irene with a pair of dark and distant eyes.

The powerful aura emanating from Mu Jin's bones made Irene's breathing become suppressed.

That feeling was not scary, but it made Erin feel like the senior she had always secretly had a crush on came to her, making her blush and heartbeat.

Suddenly, Mu Jin's clean, jade-like fingers gently lifted Irene's cheek, forcing Irene to raise her head and look at him. Those dark, moist eyes were really similar to Zhu Er's.

Every time he saw these eyes, he couldn't help but think of Zhu Er, but the owner of these eyes was not Zhu Er.

Although these eyes are clear and clean, there is a story in them at first glance.

Mu Jin gently pinched Irene's face with her hands. The delicate snow-like skin felt in her hands, and it was indeed very real. It didn't look like she was wearing a disguise mask.

This woman was indeed saved by him last night.

My mind fell into a contradiction. I wanted to believe it, but I couldn't believe it.

"Your Majesty, you won't send me back, right?" Irene rolled her eyes, with a touch of beauty and cuteness, and cautiously reached out to hold Mu Jin's hand that was holding her face. She looked enchanting at the moment she closed her eyes. Twinkling in the eyes.

This made Mu Jin's heart tremble violently, as if Irene's look back had evoked a long-standing heartstring in his heart, touching his heart for a long time.

Irene's little hands are soft and soft, but due to years of bullying, there are small wounds on them. They are still a bit rough to the touch, and there is a thin layer of calluses on the belly of the hands, although they are not as good as those of the previous princesses. The hands are delicate and smooth.

But he liked these slightly rough but small and cute hands even more.

He felt so real.

The small wounds and calluses on the hands were not formed overnight, and Wei Yuanwei's thin, chronically malnourished body was not formed within a month.

So she is really her, no one is pretending to be Wei Iris, but her eyes don't look like those who have been bullied for a long time, but are full of spirituality.

"You want to be my fifth and last concubine. Do you have the confidence?" Mu Jin's dark eyes fell faintly on the hand that Irene was holding, her eyes were a little hot. But the tone was still infinitely cold.

Irene looked at Mu Jin seriously. In her dream, she knew Mu Jin so well. She knew what Mu Jin wanted to express with one look in his eyes and one tone of his voice.

So when Mu Jin asked, her tone seemed cold and scary, but she was already giving her a chance to prove it.

Erin once again raised an absolutely confident and charming smile: "Yes, I will definitely be your last princess, and from now on..."

Irene deliberately let it slip, and then said a little shyly: "I dreamed that we would have three children, two boys and one girl!"

What Erin said was true, and her expression was very serious. If someone didn't know better, they would think she was just an innocent girl.

Mu Jin also thought this way. He simply thought that maybe it was because of the dream that Irene had inadvertently that led Irene to do what she did.

But why did Irene dream about him for no reason?

Is this too much of a coincidence? Could it be that Zhu'er, who has been dead for many years, couldn't bear to see him alone down there, so she deliberately found such a girl with eyes similar to hers and came to him?

Protect him for her? accompany him?

"What else did you dream about?" Mu Jin's arm suddenly touched Irene's waist, making the distance between the two even wider.

It seemed that as long as Mu Jin lowered his head, he could kiss Irene's red lips.

Irene's breath blew softly on Mu Jin's face, and her breath was like an orchid.

"Be careful of your wounds..." The moment she was suddenly hugged by Mu Jin, Irene's first reaction was still Mu Jin's injury, and she seemed not to care at all about Mu Jin's closeness.

Mu Jin thought that Zhu'er was like this back then. Even though she couldn't speak, she still cared about his palm that was accidentally scratched by the knife edge. Although only a layer of skin was broken, Zhu'er still pointed at his palm, as if Are you asking him how he did it? Does it hurt?

Only those who truly care about themselves will care about him so much!

"Last night, I killed the assassin with my sword. What's the harm in giving you a hug today?" Mu Jin's low and hoarse voice whispered in Irene's ears, as if it had some kind of magic power, making Ai Lin Lin's body was numb from head to toe.

"No, your wound has just been treated. You need to rest well and cannot move, otherwise it will affect the healing of the wound. Fortunately, the wound did not hurt the muscles and bones, otherwise..." Irene explained to Mu Jin, but Mu Jin hadn't finished speaking yet. He continued in a long voice.

"My king cannot hold a sword with this hand."

"So, you should take good care of your rest, and it's best not to move this hand!" Irene lowered her eyes, and Mu Jin's deep eyes fell straight on Irene's face, and she didn't know what was happening. The effect of the wine, or the reason for her thin skin, made her face unconsciously stained with layers of blush.

The bigger one is more charming and cute, and the red wedding robe has more charm under the reflection of the lights.

"Don't move? How can I hold you?" Mu Jin's words made Irene's face turn even redder.

The shyness that flashed quickly in her eyes was completely caught by Mu Jin.

Some feelings are revealed naturally, but those naturally revealed feelings cannot be faked.

"Can you change your hand?" If it were any other girl, she would have buried her head shyly, her face as bright as the sun, unable to say a word, but Irene was different.

When Mu Jin, who was under the silver mask, heard these words, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. It was very gentle, and a touch of warmth slowly floated in her eyes, which were as unfathomable as a deep pool.

Then, he bent down slightly, picked up Irene by the waist, and said teasingly: "This is the kind of hug I'm talking about."

"Hey..." Irene immediately put her hands around Mu Jin's neck, trying to reduce the strength on Mu Jin's hands and prevent the weight from affecting the wound on his shoulder, and almost called out Mu Jin's name.

Irene didn't know how Mu Jin would react if she called out the word Mu Jin.

Mu Jin carried Irene to the bed, lifted up the hair that had fallen down, and was about to press it down, but Irene immediately stopped Mu Jin's movements, with worry on her face: "Let me see the bleeding from your wound. No."

Mu Jin is serious, why don’t you listen? If the wound becomes infected, it will be a big trouble. In ancient times, there were no antibiotics or anti-inflammatory drugs.

Fortunately, Mu Jin had a zodiac spirit bead on his body, which also played a certain role in healing his injuries.

However, she had to find a way to take out the zodiac spirit bead from Mu Jin. Otherwise, one day he fell into the water and accidentally opened the whirlpool door, and he returned to the hidden family. What would she do? ?

Eileen's worried words sounded much better than the sweet words of some women.

The simpler these words were, the more it made Mu Jin's heart soften.

He held Erin's hand regardless and pushed her body down onto the bed.

"We've had a glass of wine, it's time for us to get married, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!" Mu Jin smiled evilly.

With a gentle wave of his big hand, the red bed curtains slid down from both sides, covering Mu Jin's palm that had penetrated Irene's clothes.

It's not that Eileen is unwilling, it's just that Mu Jin's wound is really unsuitable.

"My lord... you can't... do this now. Can I help you change clothes and wash up?" Irene frowned slightly.

In fact, she knew in her heart that Mu Jin would not listen to such persuasion.

Now that he is interested in her, he will definitely not let her go easily.

"After the bridal chamber is over, you will wait for me to change clothes and wash up." Mu Jin's body was resting on Irene's body, and she spoke in an ambiguous tone in Irene's ears. The warm air coming out of her mouth spread on Irene's body. On Irene's face, the fresh aroma of wine mixed with ambiguous factors penetrated directly into Irene's nose.

Immediately afterwards, Irene felt an electric current penetrate into her body, making all the hairs on her body stand up in excitement, and her waist arched unconsciously. This movement made it easier for Mu Jin to do anything. Invasion.

When Irene felt a chill in front of her, she suddenly woke up from her drunken state. She quickly grabbed Mu Jin's hand and looked at Mu Jin with pleading and caring eyes.

However, Mu Jin only raised her head slightly, her lips as pale as water reflected a blush, tearing at Irene's delicate earlobes: "Xi Po will come in the next day to see if there is any redness on the bed. If not, you know the consequences. What?"

Irene was stunned. Yes, in the dream, she was sick. Xuanli also called the imperial doctor in the middle of the night. She couldn't have sex. Naturally, Xipo couldn't get the Luohong.

But Xipo is probably still guarding outside now. She and Mu Jin are staying in the same room. If Luo Hong doesn't fall in love the next day, she will be in trouble.