After all, she was a slave, and it was really outrageous to shed tears just after being spoken to a few words like that.
She was only afraid that Mu Yunsang would be even more impatient with her.
But I heard Mu Yunsang sigh deeply: "Hey, do you feel that I am not treating you well, so you are crying?"
To be honest, Mu Yunsang quite likes Haiyuan, except that she can't stand her rules and random thoughts.
Hearing this, Haiyin was horrified: "No, my wife is very kind to my slave. It's not too late for my slave to be grateful."
"Lie!" Haiyuan's dishonesty could never escape Mu Yunsang's eyes.
Seeing Hai You's panic and not knowing what to say, she burst out laughing in a good mood: "Hahaha, hahaha, Hai You, you are so funny. I guess it's that sentence about you being punished. It's none of my business to make you feel uncomfortable.
right?"
She hit the nail on the head, and there is no way to blindly explain the marriage at sea.
When Mu Yunsang saw that she had guessed correctly, she laughed even louder: "You girl, you are too sensitive and sentimental. I just said that, so don't take it to heart."
Hearing this, Hai You was both moved and frightened: "I don't dare, this slave."
"Okay, okay, go back, little girl, don't think too much in the future, it will hurt your brain. Hey, it's really a bit cold. Please put on the cloak for me."
"Master, do you have to call yourself me?"
Mu Yunsang's casual, close, and natural tone soothed Hai You's injured heart. She liked Mu Yunsang's tone very much. Although it was teasing her, she could hear the kindness and approachability in it.
But, this is in the palace.
Hey, Mu Yunsang thought, if she said "Don't worry about me, there's no one else here" now, the sensitive Haiyuan would cry to her death on the spot.
Forget it, let’s not say it anymore.
The little girl is actually very loyal. Mu Yunsang has always liked loyal people the most.