As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

Lobby.

A round bright moon hung in the dark sky, with no shining stars around it.

The banquet in the hall had been removed, and a red sedan chair was placed in the center of the hall. Many people stood around it, all of whom were residents of Wutong Town.

Mr. Wu was looking at the sedan with a haggard face, and at the figure of his daughter that was vaguely visible in the sedan. Mr. Wu seemed to have aged ten years.

The people around were discussing something together. Li Jingjing stood among them without saying a word. It was not until he saw the figures of Yu Mu and Wu Juan that Li Jingjing's eyes lit up.

Li Jingjing hurried over and looked at Yumu excitedly: "Yumu, you finally woke up!"

Yu Mu's expression was cold, "Miss Wu is in the sedan?" She glanced at the sedan in the hall.

Hearing this, Li Jingjing nodded, "Well, I just went up. They said it's only one stick of incense before you can get married. Look, look there, the stick of incense is lit there. Wait until this stick of incense is used. After the burning, they will carry the sedan to Chenjiaguan and send Miss Wu there. "

After listening to Li Jingjing's words, Yumu saw a stick of lit incense. That stick of incense had already burned more than half, and it only took a moment for it to burn out.

"Sister, you just hurriedly drank a bowl of porridge, why don't you eat some pastries to cushion your stomach first?" Wu Juan brought a stack of pastries from nowhere and asked Yumu thoughtfully.

Yu Mu took a look at the pastries brought by Wu Juan. The pastries on them looked exquisite, and he knew at a glance that they should be very delicious.

Before she could speak, Wu Juan had already picked up a piece of snack and brought it to Yu Mu's lips.

Yu Mu moved the tip of his nose and smelled a faint milky fragrance on the pastry, which seemed to be very sweet.

She opened her mouth expressionlessly and took a bite.

Mmm, sweet and delicious!

There was no expression on Yumu's face, no sense of pleasure, and the people next to her didn't know whether she liked eating.

Wu Juan curled his eyes, picked up the piece of pastry and continued to put it to Yumu's mouth until Yumu finished the piece of pastry.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Juan brought a cup of tea from nowhere, and continued to hand it over thoughtfully.

But this time Yumu did not continue to let Wu Juan feed him.

It's not like she has no hands.

Yu Mu took the teacup handed over by Wu Juan and was about to drink it when he suddenly smelled a faint citrus fragrance.

She paused slightly and glanced at Wu Juan casually.

The other party curled his eyes towards her and replied softly: "It's fruit tea. It has a hint of citrus fragrance. I don't think my sister hates citrus, right?"

Yumu pursed his lips: "...it's okay."

"It's okay, don't you hate it?" Wu Juan smiled and leaned closer to ask.

Yumu didn't move, just raised his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

She said a calm "hmm".

Wu Juan's dark eyes were full of smiles, like a pool of spring water, and he asked softly: "What about A Juan's body?"

Yumu paused.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Wu Juan.

When the other party saw her looking at him, he winked at her, "Didn't sister smell the citrus fragrance on Ah Juan's body?"

Wu Juan raised his hand and sniffed it gently as he spoke, "It seems that I really didn't smell it. Is it because A Juan hasn't used citrus in the past few days?"

"Yes." Yumu said coldly.

Hearing this, Wu Juan raised his head, his black eyes bright: "Sister, did you smell it?"