The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Finally, he sighed quietly and gave up the matter of looking for Mo Luju.

Jing Muhan followed the goddess to a hot spring. She glanced back at Jing Muhan, and a light smile appeared in her eyes. She stood barefoot on the shore, slowly taking off her dresses layer by layer, perfect The smooth back fell into Jing Muhan's eyes.

Jing Muhan's face was a little cold, and a deep voice said, "This King has no intention to watch you bath here!"

The goddess looked back and smiled, "Wing, help untie the belt."

Jing Muhan was stunned, his eyes blinked, and there was no movement. The goddess said slowly, "Eternal grass..."

Jing Muhan's figure appeared behind the goddess, his hands fell in midair.If the woman in front of him is his little wild cat, he will directly eat her and wipe it off, but, this woman, he disdains!

The action quickly pulled the goddess' belt away from the waist, like a rope on a wooden pile, without emotion, and there was no trace of gentleness in the movement.

The goddess paused and turned slowly. The vermilion bellyband covered the hidden place. The coat was silky and smooth, sliding directly from the white and smooth incense shoulders.

You and Wu in front of you, if you change to any man, you will take a bath, spurting blood, and can't help it.But falling into Jing Muhan's eyes, it was just a wooden pile.

Seeing Jing Muhan's attitude, the goddess' eyes were full of loss. She turned around, slowly raised her steps, and walked towards the pool.The foot slipped and the whole person accidentally plunged into the pool.

As a result, he fell into a cold embrace.

The goddess's heart tightened, he cared about her... didn't he?

The smooth skin touched Jing Muhan's slightly cool robes, and the goddess couldn't tell the feeling.This is the first time in her life that she has had such close contact with him.And he took the initiative to hug her.Can't help leaning on Jing Muhan's arms, the goddess whispered, "You have mine in your heart, right?"

Jing Muhan pushed the goddess out directly, "This king is just worried that the longevity grass is destroyed by you!" After that, he turned and kept a distance of three feet away from the goddess.

The goddess was disappointed again and jumped directly into the pool. The spring water covered the tears on her face.

At the same time, in the regent's palace, Mo Liu stood at the side of the temporary elevated bed and held a sharp scalpel in his hand to handle the wound for Chu Cheng.

The effect of anesthesia powder is not as good as expected, so during the operation, Chu Cheng was awakened several times by pain, but just snorted and fell asleep.

Mo Yue's sweat on the forehead increased, and the two doctors standing beside her felt that they couldn't help, so they stood beside him and wiped the sweat for Mo Yu, handing her tools.

At noon, two hours later, Mo Yulu retracted the scissors and cut the last thread on Chu Cheng's wound, instantly relieved!

The wounds were all sutured and the blood stopped.What we have to wait for now is what the great doctor said, Changshenghua.

Although Mo Yuju didn't know whether the longevity flower could save her life, she was helpless in Chu Cheng's current situation.

Only before Jing Muhan brought the longevity flower back, could Chu Chu's wounds no longer deteriorate, and he would still hang in one breath.

Mo Yuju also hoped that Jing Muhan would bring back Changsheng flowers!

Collecting all the medical tools, Mo Liu looked at the maid who was staying outside, "Send someone to this place and say, I made some things here a few days ago."

Grandma looked at the name of the blacksmith shop above, nodded, and left in a hurry.

Mo Yulu sat in the yard with a sigh, but I didn’t expect that just a few days, so many unexpected things happened, my heart was inexplicably irritable, and I don’t know what happened to Jing Muhan now, whether I had already got the eternal grass .

Hearing the expressions of horror during the long career of the young ladies, Mo Liu was a little more worried.

Forget it, Chu Cheng survived tonight, she went to Yingzhou to see.

After the decision was made, Mo Lulu went to Chu Cheng's bedroom to remind the maid that if there was something wrong with Chu Cheng at night, she would find her.Then I went to my bedroom and rested. I could not sleep for a night, and the sky was lightening up unconsciously.

Mo Yulu slowly got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, quickly put on his clothes, and picked up his long hair casually. After washing it, he went to Chucheng's bedroom.

"Last night, Chu Cheng had no fever?"

The maid returned respectfully, "Return to Miss Mo, Master Chu was very good last night without high fever."

Mo Jue was relieved, and the dangerous period had passed, then it would be fine for the time being.

Looking at the haggard man on the bed, Mo Luju didn't dare to think about it. This was Chu Cheng, who had a cold face and a cold and martial art on a normal day.

It turned out that he also had a vulnerable side.Chu Cheng was able to survive this, but also took care of him by the maid who took care of him.

Mo Yulu turned his eyes and asked the girl, "What's your name?"

"Slave maid warms your heart."

Mo Yuli pursed her lips, "Like yours, warm heart."

Warmheart lowered his head shyly and didn't dare to raise his eyes to face Mo Yuju.

Upon seeing this, Mo Yulu did not laugh at her heart and reminded her, "I will go to Yingzhou to look for the lord in a while. You should take care of things about Chu Cheng."

"Yes, Miss Mo."

"Well, it's nothing. I'm leaving now."

Warm-hearted, pure and innocent eyes looked at the farther and farther back, and looked envious, "I also want to be like Mo girl, know the medicine, heal your wounds, Master Chu."

He glanced back at the man with his eyes closed on the bed, his warm heart gradually turned crimson.

Jing Muhan spent the night in a long career and was threatened by the goddess with longevity grass. His heart was very irritable, so he took advantage of the rest of the goddess at night and went to the mountain forest alone to find longevity grass.

Perhaps, in addition to the one in the hands of the goddess, there are others.

With hope, the result has passed, and there is still no shadow of eternal grass.

Jing Muhan stood in the forest with his fists clenched, and his whole body exuded a lot of murderous energy.

Suddenly the voice of the goddess came, "Wing, how did you come here early in the morning?"

Jing Muhan looked back at the woman who came by. Today, she is wearing a lilac long veil skirt, and her graceful posture is particularly tempting.

Those three thousand blue silks were picked up at will, but elegant and charming.

Jing Muhan withdrew his eyes and replied coldly, "What does the king want to do, without asking you for instructions."

"It seems that your sincerity to grow longevity is not enough."

"Goddess, you have to be intimate!"

"Wing, do you really want to talk to me like this?"

Damn it, why is there no trace of poisoning?The medicine has already diffused in this thin air, and it has been all night. Why hasn't he responded yet!

Biting his lower lip tightly, I wish Jing Muhan had forgotten everything in this world now.Jing Muhan listened to the goddess and sneered, "This king wants to grow grass!"

"It's not time yet! I said, three days, three days later, you haven't been enamored with me, I will send you Changsheng Grass! And send you to leave here!"