The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

The generals' mansion was tightly guarded inside and outside, and even a fly could not get in.

Yun Ziyue asked Mo Jinyao to wait for her in the room, holding the herbal medicines to research and research. These herbal medicines are very precious things in the 24th century and here. Will fail.

After about an hour, the elegant girl let out a long sigh of relief, glanced at the things in her hand, and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"Huh, it's finally done."

Everything was ready, Yun Ziyue returned to the room and said with a chuckle, "We can start now."

"Yeah." Mo Jinyao nodded, completely listening to her.

The two sat face to face, asked the man to take off his shirt, and cut the man’s small arm with a small knife that had been sterilized with fire. Then he took out a small bottle of things that had just been prepared from the side, and took out a small bottle from it. The pinch was sprinkled around the forearm wound.

Yun Ziyue kept moving, and immediately sealed his heart with a silver needle, and at the same time neatly pierced a silver needle on her head. After all, the mother Gu is in her body. After doing all this, Yun Ziyue took out a small bottle, the bottle was very delicate and small, with a thin mouth, which Mo Jinyao had never seen before. Yun Ziyue put the bottle on the wound and held it in his hand. A long, thin silver needle.

Soon I saw Mo Jinyao and I felt something squirming in his body, and right at Mo Jinyao’s heart, something really bulged and squirmed slowly, then Things wriggled very slowly, very slowly, very slowly. Mo Jinyao just felt a little heart palpitations and itching, but there was no pain. Yun Ziyue stared at Mo Jinyao’s chest, watching to take the little things little by little. Slowly moved from his chest to his left arm. After a short while, he was almost at the place of the wound, but at this moment, the little bug stopped moving and seemed to be crawling back again.

Yun Ziyue scolded the **** secretly, and kept moving. He quickly cut a gap on the forearm that he had already exposed, and sprinkled the same thing. Unlike Mo Jinyao's, Yun Ziyue sprinkled it directly. On the wound, soon, I also felt a strange feeling in my body.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Ziyue’s forearm was attached to Mo Jinyao’s, and the wounds of the two people overlapped. Soon, she felt that something had penetrated into her own flesh and blood, and that thing was not honest, like It hurts Yun Ziyue's brows even more to sprinkle Huan'er in his own flesh and blood!

When Mo Jinyao saw such a scene, he couldn't sit still, but was stopped by Yun Ziyue when he wanted to step forward.

"Stay away from me."

Yun Ziyue said these words almost gritted his teeth, pulled out the silver needle on the top of his head, and pierced the position of the heart without hesitation.

The blue veins on Mo Jinyao's forehead jumped fiercely, and then suddenly regretted the Gu. If he knew that she would be so painful, it wouldn't matter if he didn't understand it.

While scolding her mother in her heart, the girl drank a bottle of medicine on the cabinet.

Gradually, the sensation of peeling skin in the body finally disappeared a bit, and the pain in the body was reduced a lot, not because it hurts to curse mother.

Yun Ziyue slowly raised her head and looked at Mo Jinyao. The man’s fascinating red eyes were full of worry and self-blame. Yun Ziyue’s heart was warm, and in the next second, he relentlessly compared his arm to the original. The small wound was opened up.

The original small wound instantly ran with blood, but Yun Ziyue seemed to feel nothing, and buckled the small bottle to his arm. Slowly, slowly, two long transparent insects crawled. Into the bottle.

Yun Ziyue didn't care about the wound, but directly closed the lid of the small bottle and shook it fiercely. The whole person felt more comfortable and even laughed.

But Mo Jinyao didn't have a slight smile on his face, nor did he put on his shirt. He got up and got out of bed, took out the ointment and bandage from the small cabinet, and gave her medicine blankly.

Yun Ziyue's first instinct was that this man was angry and distressed. What can I do? She didn't expect this to happen, but she could only do this at that time, otherwise, Mo Jinyao's heart would probably be gone.

"Hiss~" Yun Ziyue took a sharp breath. Sure enough, the man's hand gestures. Although there was still no expression, the hand gestures were obviously lighter. Mo Jinyao bandaged her wounds, and she was just like that. Keep staring at him, intently.

"Ayao?"

"Humph!"

"..." The man was quite temperamental. She saved him. He didn't thank him, and he played a small temper.

Yun Ziyue didn't want to talk to him anymore, but the next second.

"Ayao~Yue'er was wrong~"

There was a burst of coquettish voice that made people feel all over. Obviously, men are very useful to Yun Ziyue's coquetry. The corner of Mo Jinyao's mouth bends unconsciously. I was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"...I shouldn't make fun of my body."

"Huh! Miss Yun Ziyue, you still know that it is your own body, and you are so cruel to yourself. This king is really willing to betray you."

"..." Mo Jinyao, the two of us are half a catty, let alone anyone. Yun Ziyue thought so in her heart, but she didn't dare to say, she persuaded.

After bandaging the wound on the girl's arm, Mo Jinyao didn't move anymore. His eyes looked at the girl in front of him like this. Just as Yun Ziyue wanted to speak, his eyes widened in the next second.

The man’s handsome face suddenly magnified in front of him, and his long eyelashes were about to meet hers. This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that now the man’s lips are printed on his lips, the cool thin lips , Kissed his lips softly, still tired and gentle.

Yun Ziyue closed his eyes and actively responded to him...

Mo Jinyao couldn't hold back this moment, and a very tight feeling slowly gathered in his lower abdomen. Mo Jinyao's beautiful hands couldn't help but want more.

Just at this time,

"You can't go in... The prince will watch... Arrange for you to stay first."

A faint mess sounded outside the house, and several messy footsteps were slowly approaching.

An irritation flashed in Mo Jinyao's red eyes. Didn't it mean that no one was bothering you? How does Ye Po see the door?

Yun Ziyue pushed him away slightly, her face flushed, and she gasped slightly. Mo Jinyao didn't dare to hold her too tightly, her hand was still hurt.

"Let's go out and have a look."

The two of them tidied them up and pushed open the door, another well-dressed one, the other elegant and beautiful.

"What's the matter?" Mo Jinyao's voice was as indifferent as before, but Ye Po heard a anger.

"The prince, your subordinates pay respects to the prince, this is a handwritten script by the son of Ji, please have a look."