Jing Muhan responded with a deep voice.
Mo Yulu sat by the bed, picked up Jing Muhan's wrist, "Your lord, offended."
Carefully pulsing for Jing Muhan. After a few moments, Mo Liuju frowned slightly. Why did she feel a cold air in Jing Muhan's body swimming around?This feeling is like the silkworm.
After all, the silkworm spent several days in her hands.Therefore, Mo Juwei has a unique feeling about the inexplicableness of the silkworm.
Shaking his head, he felt that this was impossible, after all, she gave Ye Yunjin the cold silkworm.
Going back to God, he said to Jing Muhan, "Have you taken other medicine in the past two days?"
Jing Muhan shook his head, indicating that he had never eaten.
Mo Yuxu checked him again and determined that Jing Muhan did not have much problems. He reopened the pharmacy and went to the pantry to take the medicine.
Watching Mo Yuxu's petite figure running back and forth in the bedroom, Jing Muhan's eyes flickered with an emotional smile.
Mo Yulu only felt that his spine was inexplicably warm, and looked back fiercely towards the bed, only to see Jing Muhan closed his eyes, his indifferent expression was not touched.
Mo Juwei frowned, could it be that she had the illusion?
Self-care, the medicine is well done.Looking at the black lacquer soup in the bowl, Mo Liuju realized that since he came to the regent's palace, he was here to treat Jing Muhan for a long time. It took a few days for Jing Muhan to stay in the palace. So almost all of the medicines were sent into the stomach by Mo Yu.
Mo Yulu came to Jing Muhan's bedside with the medicine and handed him, "Your lord, the medicine is done. Drink it while it's hot."
In Jing Muhan's eyes, there was a clear swipe of disgust. This disgust was an instinctive reaction to the medicine.
I am afraid that only Chu Cheng knows that his master is not afraid of the earth, and he is most afraid of taking medicine!
In order to avoid the soup medicine Mo Moju cooks for him every day, he appears as Ye Yunjin almost every day.After the time to drink the medicine has passed, it will appear in the regent's palace as the regent.
Mo Luju received Jing Muhan's eyes and hesitated for a moment, "Master?"
Jing Muhan recovered, slowly sitting up and a low voice reminding, "Let's put it down first, this king will drink it for a while."
Mo Yu listened, naturally unhappy.Since letting her boil the medicine herself, except for such mistakes today, of course she had to watch Jing Muhan drink the medicine in order to stop.
Staring tightly at Jing Muhan's half profile did not look as ugly as he had imagined, and even Mo Yuju felt that Jing Muhan's side profile was unusually cold and handsome.Similar to Ye Yunjin's.
But when thinking of Ye Yunjin, Mo Yuxu was inexplicably throbbing in her heart. Why did she always want to compare these people with Ye Yunjin?Could it be that Ye Yunjin became her standard for judging handsome guys?
Also, Ye Yunjin, a man like Mojuu idol, would naturally make Mojuu pay more attention.
Hearing Jing Muhan's words, Mo Julu picked up the spoon and scooped it to Jing Muhan's mouth.
Jing Muhan didn't expect this little woman to be like this. He frowned and looked at Mo Luyu, all over his face, refusing to drink medicine.
"The king ordered you to let go!"
"Isn't Lord Wang afraid that the female daughter put poison in it?"
With that, Mo Yuju took a sip, Jing Mu's cold and indifferent eyes flickered, but he took the medicine in Mo Yuju's hand and glanced at it. He swallowed all the medicine in the bowl in one go Go down.
Mo Yuju was very satisfied with Jing Muhan's performance. He took over the already empty bowl and turned to leave, but he heard Jing Muhan's magnetic voice coming, "Come over."
Mo Juzhen was startled, and looked back at the indifferent man on the bed. "Is there anything else to do, please?"
"Come and show Ben Wang his face."
Mo Yulu suddenly froze in place.Look at the face, what does Jing Muhan mean?Out of the gods, an extremely monstrous and strange face appeared, and Mo Yudi's heart twitched. Unexpectedly, Jing Muhan suffered such a miserable encounter.The layers of crumpled scars on his face made me feel a pain in my heart.
Recalling that, Mo Yulu stepped forward and slowly extended his hand, his index finger fell on Jing Muhan's cheek.
This was the first time Jing Muhan had such close contact with a woman. This feeling made his heart suddenly tense.I was afraid that the little woman in front of me was too clever and found that there were problems with the scars on his face.
Fortunately, when he was fascinated, Moyu's fingers had left his cheeks.
Mo Moi turned around and doubled in his medicine box a moment later, found a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Jing Muhan, "This is the best scar treatment medicine that my master sent me. Apply it twice a day, morning and evening. Don’t touch the water, if there is no accident, it will be effective in five days. You are difficult to completely remove the old marks, but I will read more medical books and try my best to treat you.”
Jing Muhan took the medicine bottle that Mo Luju handed over and responded, then put the mask back on again.
Looking at Mo Yuju's expression, he asked in a deep voice: "This is just the king of this, scared you?"
Mo Yuzhen was startled, "No."
"This Wang Fang just saw panic in your eyes."
Mo Julu returned slightly: "It's just a surprise, because you don't have a disfigured face, it's beautiful."
Jing Muhan was very happy, "Really?"
For the first time, Mo Julu felt that Jing Muhan was like Ye Yunjin, so wordy!
"Yes. Seriously." In response to Jing Muhan's words, Mo Yulu didn't want to wait a little longer, and then hurriedly said: "Your lord, please rest, the female daughter retreated first."
Jing Muhan didn't stop it anymore, nodded his head and motioned Mo Moju to retreat.
It was just after Mo Yulu left that Jing Muhan was a little depressed. Looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, this little woman said that it would be effective in five days. Isn't he going to ask someone to fix this man's leather mask again?
But to what extent should it be trimmed?Frowning his brow tightly, I don't know what to do, this is the first time, Jing Muhan frowned because of a human skin mask.
He did not know that the little woman he was thinking of was as clever as he thought!cautious.
Mo Moju found a subtle difference when he touched the scar on Jing Muhan's face.Where are the long scars so tender?Obviously it is uneven wrinkle scar, but the kind of feel is not rough, and it even feels smooth and soft.
After leaving Jing Muhan's dormitory, Mo Julu went to the garden alone.Sitting in the pavilion thinking about the scars on Jing Muhan's face.
Mouth muttered, "If the scar on his face changed after five days, it would only mean that my guess was correct."
A man as shrewd as Jing Muhan, when she heard what she was talking about, would naturally find a way to smooth out the scar in order not to reveal the flaw.If so, then he really wore a human skin mask.
It's just that Mo Yulu couldn't figure out why he wanted to wear this kind of thing on his face and show him so ugly.
Brows pressed tightly together, and Mo Yulu was lying at the table and was distracted. Somehow, she slept with her eyes closed.