The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Jing Muhan looked down at Mu Ziqiao for a moment and said, "You are too injured and need to be recuperated."

Muzi Qiao pursed his lips, "Thank you, Master."

Mo Yulu looked back to Jing Muhan, "Is there any abandoned mansion here that can accommodate these people?"

"Yes, but not many. So many people cannot be accommodated."

"It doesn't need much, it's enough for the seriously injured to go in."

"Have."

Under Moyu's suggestion, the seriously ill and seriously injured patients were arranged in abandoned residences throughout the city.

But Mu Ziqiao was sent to Zhuangzi in Jincheng Jingmuhan to cultivate.

Everything was arranged properly, Mo Yuju looked at Jing Muhan and suddenly said to him: "Thank you."

Jing Muhan frowned, "Xie Ben Wang what?"

"It's nothing." Mo Liuxu's eyes were in a trance, avoiding Jing Muhan's hot eyes.It seems that Jing Muhan's eyes have always been cold, except now.

The heart is like a deer bumping, uncomfortably touching the broken hair near the ear behind the ear.Jing Muhan said, "Don't move!"

Mo Yuli raised his eyes, somehow.I saw Jing Muhan walked in front of her in two steps, raised her hand, and gently removed the broken long hair from Mo Yuju's lips with her fingers.

When the cold fingertips touched Mo Juju's lips, Jing Muhan's heart was stunned, and Mo Juju stood still in silence, silently.

Let Jing Muhan's fingers fall on her soft lips.

However, this beautiful moment was interrupted by the dumbfounded Chu Cheng.

"Yes, urgent letter in the palace."

Jing Mu snorted coldly, gave Chu Cheng a cold eye, and Mo Yulu turned around to diagnose and treat those patients.Chu Cheng knew that he had disturbed the master, and he lowered his head and whispered, "Subordinates are willing to be punished!"

"roll!"

Chu Cheng disappeared.

Jing Muhan looked at the contents of the paper letter, and his deep eyes fell on Mo Yuju. He never doubted her identity, or even thought that he would meet her and fall in love with her in this life.However, the Qi family of Shenzhou, who owes him, will eventually pay back one day.If she is really a royal princess with Qi's blood in her body, what should he do?

Brows pressed tightly together, Mo Luyu turned his back to Jing Muhan, felt a cold light sweep, and Mo Luqi glanced back suddenly at Jing Muhan.He pursed his lips and continued to see those patients.

After being busy for a whole day, Mo Luwei's back pain and pain followed Jing Muhan to an extraordinarily quiet Zhuangzi, looking at the quiet and elegant environment inside.

Don't look at Jing Muhan, "This is your Zhuangzi?"

"Yep."

"Beautiful."

"Yep."

"Jing Muhan?"

"Yep!"

Mo Yu was silent, why did he suddenly become as indifferent as when he first met?

Jing Muhan noticed his attitude and returned to God to Mo Lu said: "This King is a little tired today, you should go to rest earlier."

After talking, he quickly walked to his yard.Mo Liuju glanced at Chu Cheng, "Your master is sick?"

Chu Cheng shook his head, "I don't know."

Mo Yulu coldly said: "Go to a doctor early if you get sick!"

Always show a cold face, to whom to show!

Chu Cheng scratched his head at a loss, whispering: "The master seems to be fine, too~"

Looking at Mo Mou's back, Chu Cheng hurried to Jing Muhan's yard.

In the silent night, the cricket's cries broke the silence, and Mo Liuju was lying on the window sill looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, frowning.

Similarly, in another yard, Jing Muhan stood in front of the window and looked up at the stars in the sky. His indifferent expression was the same as that of the dark night, giving everyone a cool feeling.

Mo Yulu said to himself: "Ye Yunjin, Jing Muhan, Jing Muhan, Ye Yunjin~"

Some irritability grabbed Rouran's long hair, "Ye Yunjin! Jing Muhan!"

"Ye Yunjin!"

Yes, she seems to care more about Ye Yunjin.care?Mo Yulu suddenly recovered, staring at the stars in the sky, "Ye Yunjin, do I care about you?"

But Jing Muhan?Why does the feeling of Jing Muhan seem to be different from ordinary people, obviously he is so indifferent, why she cares about his attitude towards her today?

With a distressed face lying on the window sill for a long time, he has been thinking about this matter of Jing Muhan and Ye Yunjin.

And Jing Muhan didn't seem to be much better.Obviously, he spent so much thought on Mo Yuju. Mingming already suspected that her identity was different, but he was still reluctant to check.Found, but unwilling to accept.

In his mouth he murmured the name of Mo Yuju, and he was extremely blocked.The spine hurt painfully, and he clearly remembered how she personally applied his medicine and how her fingertips touched his back.

Overnight, the two were equally sleepless.At the time of the hour, Mo Yulu couldn't resist the sleepiness, yawned and went to bed.He slept deep.

Jing Muhan sorted out the clothes and came to Mo Yuxu's yard. The next person told Jing Muhan the status of Mo Yuxu last night. Jing Muhan frowned slightly. Was she worried last night?So did you sleep?

What is she thinking about?At the moment, he would like to know.

Some regretted that he did not bring Jing Baguio. If Jing Baguio is here, he may still be able to talk to this little woman.

With a sigh, she ordered the maid, "No one is allowed to wake her up!"

"Yes, Lord."

Jing Muhan left, and the maid looked enviously at the direction of Moyuju's bedroom. They had never seen the prince so interested in which woman.This man in the courtyard was the first when Mo Juju woke up, it was already noon, rubbed his new sleepy eyes, got dressed and went out of the bedroom, looked at the maid standing outside, and looked up at the blazing sun Mo Mo squinted his eyes as if he had overslept.

"Lord?"

"Back to the girl, lord, he has something to go out."

"Oh."

"Girl, the pantry has prepared the meals. The slave-servant brought it over for you?"

"I'll eat it myself. You are busy."

"Yes, girl."

When the maid left, Mo Liu was not hungry, so she was walking around alone in the manor.Walking to the gazebo in the center of the garden, I saw a thin back, standing in a white dress standing by the lake, looking at the lotus in the water, giving a sense of shaky sight.

Mo Yulu slowly stepped forward, "Mu Gongzi."

Mu Ziqiao turned around, his complexion was much better than yesterday, and there was some color on his face. The gentle appearance was quite pleasing.

When he saw Mo Juqiu, Mu Ziqiao's eyes lit up, and the woman in front of him, as he saw yesterday, looked like a fairy with no puffs but fluttering in the air. Today's lazy look like a cat is even more troublesome Favorite.

The corner of his mouth looked at Mo Luhu with a gentle smile, and nodded at her slightly.

Mo Yulu walked to Mu Ziqiao, not looking at Mu Ziqiao, "How do you feel today?"

"A lot better. Girl Mo's medical skills are truly extraordinary."