The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Jing Muhan lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Ziqiao for a moment, then said, "You are too seriously injured and need to rest."

Mu Ziqiao pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, sir."

Mo Youyou looked back at Jing Muhan, "Is there an abandoned mansion here that can accommodate these people?"

"Yes, but not many. It can't accommodate so many people."

"It doesn't take too much. It's enough for the seriously injured and seriously ill to go in."

"have."

At Mo Youyou's suggestion, seriously ill and injured patients were placed in abandoned mansions throughout the city.

But Mu Ziqiao was sent to Jing Muhan's Zhuangzi in Jincheng for training.

After everything was arranged, Mo Youyou looked at Jing Muhan and suddenly said to him: "Thank you."

Jing Muhan frowned, "Thank you for what?"

"It's nothing." Mo Youyou's eyes were in a trance, avoiding Jing Muhan's fiery gaze. It seemed that Jing Muhan's eyes had always been cold, except now.

His heart was pounding like a deer, and he stroked the broken hair behind his ears uncomfortably. Jing Muhan said, "Don't move!"

Mo Youyou raised her eyes, not knowing why. Jing Muhan walked up to her in two steps, raised his hand, and gently picked up the broken long hair from Mo Youyou's lips with his fingers.

When the cold fingertips touched Mo Youyou's lips, Jing Muhan's heart froze, and Mo Youyou just stood there, silent.

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

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

"Your Majesty, an urgent letter from the palace."

Jing Mu Han snorted and gave Chu Cheng a cold look. Mo Youyou turned around to diagnose and treat the patients. Chu Cheng knew that he had disturbed his master's good things, so he lowered his head and whispered: "I am willing to be punished!"

"roll!"

Chu Cheng disappeared.

Jing Muhan looked at the contents of the letter, and his deep eyes fell on Mo Youyou. He had never doubted her identity, and he had never even thought that he would meet her and fall in love with her in this life. However, the Qi clan in China must pay back what they owe him one day. If she is really a royal princess with Qi's blood in her body, what should he do?

With her brows knitted together, Mo Youyou turned her back to Jing Muhan. Feeling a cold light sweep over her, Mo Youyou suddenly turned around and glanced at Jing Muhan, who was in a trance. He pursed his lips and continued to treat those patients.

After a long day of work, Mo Yingxing's back and back were so tired that he followed Jing Muhan to a particularly quiet Zhuangzi. Looking at the quiet and elegant environment inside, his somewhat irritable heart instantly felt much more relaxed.

He turned away and looked at Jing Muhan, "Is this your Zhuangzi?"

"kindness."

"It's beautiful."

"kindness."

"Jing Muhan?"

"kindness!"

Mo Youyou was silent, why did he suddenly become as cold as when they first met?

Jing Muhan noticed his attitude, came to his senses and said to Mo Youyou: "I am a little tired today, you should go and rest early."

After saying that, he walked quickly to his yard. Mo Youyou glanced at Chu Cheng and said, "Is your master sick?"

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

Mo Youyou said coldly: "If you are sick, get treatment as soon as possible!"

He always has a cold face, who can show it to him!

Chu Cheng scratched his head in confusion and muttered: "Master doesn't seem to be ill~"

Watching Mo Youyou leave, Chu Cheng hurried to Jing Muhan's yard.

In the silent night, the chirping of crickets broke the silence. Mo Youyou lay on the window sill and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, frowning.

Similarly, in another courtyard, Jing Muhan stood in front of the window, looking up at the stars in the sky, with an indifferent expression that was as cool as the dark night.

Mo Youyou said to herself: "Ye Yun Jin, Jing Mu Han, Jing Mu Han, Ye Yun Jin~"

She scratched Rouran's long hair a little irritably, "Ye Yunjin! Jing Muhan!"

"Ye Yun Jin!"

Yes, she seems to care more about Ye Yunjin. care? Mo Youyou suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the stars in the sky with wide eyes, "Ye Yunjin, do I care about you?"

But what about Jing Muhan? Why does her feeling towards Jing Muhan seem to be different from ordinary people? He is so cold and unreasonable, so why does she care about his attitude towards her today?

He lay on the window sill with a distressed look on his face, thinking about the matter between Jing Muhan and Ye Yunjin for a long time.

And Jing Muhan didn't seem to be much better. He had obviously put so much thought into Mo Youyou, and had already suspected that she had a different identity, but he was still unwilling to check. I found it, but I was unwilling to accept it.

As he whispered Mo Youyou's name, his heart felt extremely blocked. The injury on his back ached faintly, and he clearly remembered the feeling when she applied the medicine to him with her own hands and her fingertips touched his back.

The night passed, and both of them were sleepless. At midnight, Mo Youyou couldn't resist feeling sleepy, yawned and went to bed. He fell into a deep sleep.

Jing Muhan packed up his clothes and came to Mo Youyou's yard. The servant told Jing Muhan about Mo Youyou's condition last night. Jing Muhan frowned slightly, was she worried last night? Is that why you didn't sleep?

What is going on in her mind? At this moment, he wanted to know.

I regretted not bringing Jing Biyao with me. If Jing Biyao was here, he might be able to talk to this little woman.

He sighed softly and ordered the maid, "No one is allowed to wake her up!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Jing Muhan left, and the maids looked in the direction of Mo Youyou's bedroom with envious expressions. They had never seen the prince pay so much attention to a woman. Mo Youyou was the first one in the courtyard. When she woke up, it was already noon. She rubbed her newly sleepy eyes, got dressed and left the bedroom. She looked at the maid guarding outside, and then looked up at the scorching sun. , Mo Youyou squinted her eyes, as if she had overslept.

"Where is the prince?"

"Go back to my wife, my lord, he has something to do and is out."

"oh."

"Girl, the food has been prepared in the dining room. Can the servant bring it over for you?"

"I'll go eat by myself. You go ahead and get busy."

"Yes, girl."

After the maid left, Mo Youyou was not hungry, so she wandered around the manor alone. Walking to the pavilion in the center of the garden, I saw a thin back figure dressed in white standing by the lake, looking at the lotus flowers in the water, giving people a shaky sense of déjà vu.

Mo Youyou slowly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Mu."

Mu Ziqiao turned around, her complexion was much better than yesterday, her face also had some color, and her gentle and elegant appearance was quite pleasing to the eye.

Mu Ziqiao's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Youyou. The woman in front of him, from what he saw yesterday, looked fairy-like without any makeup. Today, she looked as lazy as a cat, which made her even more irritated. People like it.

He looked at Mo Youyou with a gentle smile on his lips and nodded slightly to her.

Mo Youyou walked to Mu Ziqiao's side, turned away and looked at Mu Ziqiao, "How do you feel today?"

"Much better. Miss Mo's medical skills are indeed extraordinary."