The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Jing Muhan responded in a deep voice.

Mo Youyou sat by the bed and picked up Jing Muhan's wrist, "My lord, I'm offended."

She felt Jing Muhan's pulse carefully. After a moment, Mo Youyou frowned slightly. Why did she feel a cold air moving around in Jing Muhan's body? This feeling is very much like that cold silkworm.

After all, Hancan had been in her hands for a few days. So Mo Youyou had an inexplicable and unique feeling for Hancan.

Shaking his head, he felt that this was impossible. After all, Hancan gave it to Ye Yunjin.

After coming back to his senses, he said to Jing Muhan, "Has the prince taken any other medicine in the past two days?"

Jing Muhan shook his head and said he had never eaten it.

Mo Youyou checked him again and determined that Jing Muhan didn't have any serious problems. She reopened the pharmacy and went to the dining room to boil the medicine herself.

Seeing Mo Youyou's petite figure running back and forth in the dormitory, an emotional smile flashed across Jing Muhan's eyes.

Mo Youyou felt an inexplicable warmth on her spine. She turned around and looked at the bed, only to see Jing Muhan's eyes closed, his indifferent expression without any emotion.

Mo Youyou frowned. Could it be that she had an illusion just now?

I was busy minding my own business, and the medicine was ready. Looking at the dark soup in the bowl, Mo Youyou realized that since she came to the Regent's Mansion, she was here to treat Jing Muhan's illness. In the past few days, Jing Muhan had hardly stayed in the manor. So almost all of those medicines were put into Mo Youyou's stomach.

Mo Youyou came to Jing Muhan's bedside with the medicine and handed it to him, "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready. Drink it while it's hot."

There was an obvious trace of disgust in Jing Muhan's eyes. This disgust was an instinctive reaction to the medicine.

I'm afraid only Chu Cheng knows that his master is not afraid of anything, but he is most afraid of drinking medicine!

In order to avoid the soup that Mo Youyou cooked for him every day, he appeared as Ye Yunjin almost every day. After the time for drinking the medicine has passed, he will appear as the regent in the regent's palace again.

Mo Youyou was stunned for a moment when she received Jing Muhan's look, "Your Majesty?"

Jing Muhan came back to his senses, sat up slowly and reminded in a low voice, "Put it down first, I will drink it later."

After hearing this, Mo Youyou was naturally unhappy. Since she was asked to prepare the medicine herself, and there was such a mistake today, of course she had to watch Jing Muhan drink the medicine with her own eyes before she would give up.

Staring closely at Jing Muhan's side face, it didn't look as ugly as she imagined. Mo Youyou even felt that Jing Muhan's side face was unusually cold and handsome. It's somewhat similar to Ye Yunjin's.

But thinking of Ye Yunjin, Mo Youyou's heart palpitated inexplicably. Why did she always want to compare these people with Ye Yunjin? Could it be that Ye Yunjin has become her standard for judging handsome guys?

Also, a man like Ye Yunjin who looked so much like Mo Youyou's idol would naturally make Mo Youyou pay more attention to him.

Hearing Jing Muhan's words, Mo Youyou picked up the spoon, took a spoonful and handed it to Jing Muhan's mouth, "Your Majesty, the daughter of the people will feed you."

Jing Muhan didn't expect this little woman to be like this. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Youyou, with his refusal to drink medicine written all over his face.

"I order you to put it down!"

"Is the prince afraid that the daughter of the people has put poison in it?"

With that said, Mo Youyou took a sip. Jing Muhan's cold eyes flashed slightly. He reluctantly took the medicine in Mo Youyou's hand, glanced at it, endured the discomfort in his heart, and drank all the medicine in the bowl in one breath. Go down.

Mo Youyou was very satisfied with Jing Muhan's performance. She took the empty bowl and turned around to leave, but she heard Jing Muhan's magnetic voice, "Come here."

Mo Youyou was startled, then turned around and glanced at the indifferent man on the bed, "My lord, do you have anything else to ask me?"

"Come here and show me your face."

Mo Youyou suddenly froze on the spot. Look at Jing Muhan's face, what does this mean? While in trance, an extremely ferocious and strange face appeared, and Mo Youyou's heart twitched violently. She never expected that Jing Muhan had suffered such a miserable experience. The layers of wrinkled scars on her face made Mo Youyou's heart throb inexplicably.

After regaining consciousness, Mo Youyou stepped forward and slowly stretched out her hand, placing the pad of her index finger 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. He was afraid that the little woman in front of him would be too smart and find something wrong with the scar on her face.

Fortunately, when he was lost in thought, Mo Youyou's fingers had already left his cheek.

After a while, Mo Youyou turned around and rummaged through her medicine box, found a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Jing Muhan, "This is the best medicine for treating scars given to me by my master. Apply it twice every morning and evening. Don't touch the water. If nothing else happens, it will take effect in five days. It is difficult to completely remove the old scars, but I will read more medical books and try my best to treat you. "

Jing Muhan took the medicine bottle handed over by Mo Youyou, acknowledged it, and put the mask back on again.

Looking at Mo Youyou's expression, he asked in a deep voice: "Did I scare you just now by being like this?"

Mo Youyou was startled, "No."

"I just saw the fear in your eyes."

Mo Youyou replied calmly: "I'm just surprised, because the half of your face that's not disfigured is very beautiful."

Jing Muhan felt happy, "Seriously?"

For the first time, Mo Youyou felt that Jing Muhan looked very much like Ye Yunjin, too wordy!

"Yes. Seriously." After answering Jing Muhan's words, Mo Youyou didn't want to stay any longer, so she hurriedly continued: "Your Majesty, please rest. The daughter of the people has to leave first."

Jing Muhan did not stop him anymore and nodded to signal Mo Youyou to retreat.

But after Mo Youyou left, Jing Muhan felt a little depressed. Looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, this little woman had just said that it would be effective in five days. Doesn't that mean that he wanted to have the human skin mask trimmed again?

But to what extent should it be trimmed? He frowned, not knowing what to do. This was the first time that Jing Muhan frowned because of a human skin mask.

Little did he know that the little woman he was thinking about was indeed as smart as he thought! cautious.

When Mo Youyou touched the scars on Jing Muhan's face, she noticed a subtle difference. Where are the long-lasting scars so delicate? It's obviously a bumpy wrinkle scar, but the feel is not rough, it even feels smooth and soft.

After leaving Jing Muhan's palace, Mo Youyou went to the garden alone. Sitting in the pavilion thinking about the scars on Jing Muhan's face.

He muttered, "If the scar on his face changes after five days, it only means that my guess is correct."

A shrewd man like Jing Muhan, after hearing what she just said, would naturally find a way to smooth out the scars in order not to expose any flaws. If this is true, then he is really wearing a human skin mask.

But Mo Youyou couldn't figure out why he would wear something like this on his face and show off such an ugly look.

With her brows knitted together, Mo Youyou was lying in front of the table, distracted, and at some point, she fell asleep with her eyes closed.