The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

Mo Jinyao's warm fragrant nephrite is in her arms, how dare she hide anything,

"How is it possible that the little girl is so smart, how can something go bad? It's the king who is wrong, okay?"

Mo Jinyao's voice is very gentle, if usual, Yun Ziyue would have stopped asking, but today it was overturned online.

"Huh, Jin Yao, do people outside know what you are like now? Come on, otherwise, the prince should go to the guest room."

Even though Yun Ziyue said so on her lips, she was not so peaceful in her actions. With just one or two sentences, Mo Jinyao only felt that he was about to catch fire.

The apple jelly rolls a bit, and the fragrance of the little girl is between the breath. If you go to the study to sleep, it will not be a big loss.

"Okay, I surrender, I will tell you all..."

Mo Jinyao told Yun Ziyue all the ins and outs of the matter, including his own plan.

"Are Nan Ting and Mu Fan in danger?"

"Don’t worry, I’ll send someone to guard them, and their goal is me. As long as the defense here is tight enough, we can pretend to be slack, they will definitely I did it."

Yun Ziyue didn’t feel so happy when he heard these words. The two children are fine, but Mo Jinyao can’t have any accidents himself.

No matter how powerful he is, he is still a mortal. If these people have been studying how to deal with Mo Jinyao for so many years, what should he do if he is really injured?

"The kids are all right, how about you? What should I do?"

"Don’t worry, nothing will happen. There are so many guards in the palace, so don’t worry, but since you already know about Yue'er, then I’ll just say it directly. On that day, The falling star and the secret guards by my side will be by your side. You will wait for me with peace of mind and nothing will happen."

"..."

Sure enough, the man arranged everything without telling her, but she didn't want this.

"No, it's okay for your guard to be by your side to protect you. As for me, Jin Yao, I am a modern person. These people can't hurt me."

What else did Mo Jinyao say, Yun Ziyue continued.

"The Li family is united with these people, and you will definitely notice that something is wrong at that time. Your secret guard will be by your side to protect it. As for me, tomorrow I will go to Pudu Temple, Qin Xiang will not fail to come, she will be enough by my side."

"But..."

"Jin Yao, I’m really fine. You take care of yourself and don’t get hurt. Do you know if your eyes are red again today? Want to make me fall short."

"No, that's it."

Mo Jinyao sighed, and brushed his sleeves to put out the candlestick in the room.

The bed curtain was lowered, and the two figures on the big bed also slowly fell down.

"Yueer..."

...

The next day, the study.

Ye Po stood beside Mo Jinyao, his tone a little surprised.

"My lord, the owner of Shangfangzhai is really capable. He actually found the same gold thread as the horse we bought."

You must know that these gold threads are extremely rare. Even a family of people may not be able to find them in such a short period of time. It seems that this lady's path is really broad. of.

In this regard, Mo Jinyao was not too surprised. Shang Fangzhai can not be said to be completely organized under the management of this woman for so many years, but it can definitely be said to be thriving.

Behind this, if it is really all because of the excellent technology of the embroiderer, then it is really partial.

Without this woman's business turnover, how could Shang Fangzhai be so big just because she was a yellow merchant.

Moreover, there was such a flaw in Fengpao, and Mo Jinyao himself was very worried. If he was not sure, he would definitely not be able to let them find the gold thread.

Ye Po felt a little strange after seeing his prince’s face calmly resembling the expression he had expected for a long time, how did he think that the prince already knew?

"Are you not surprised, Lord?"

"What's so surprising about this, a woman who can run Shangfangzhai well, do you really think she is a waiter?"

"The prince is right, his subordinates are dull."

Mo Jinyao did not continue this topic, but said,

"The princess is going to Pudu Temple today. You must send someone to follow. You must not make a mistake."

"Yes!"

When Yun Ziyue came out of the room, she saw Mingxia waiting at the door. The girl was still wearing a white veil and waited quietly at the door.

Under the tree not far away are three people who have been waiting for the falling star.

"The Queen."

"Well, let's go."

"Why don't the princess have breakfast?"

"No, I have no appetite."

Everyone looked at Yun Ziyue's face after hearing the words, the princess's face was still white and tender with pink, and she looked very healthy.

But how could the princess have no appetite? This is a very important thing, and you must tell the prince.

The few people who fell the star secretly wrote down in their hearts, even Yun Ziyue herself didn't even think of it, she just said casually, and when she came back, dinner changed a different look.

"Let's go to Pudu Temple."

"Yes, Princess."

Several people drove a horse-drawn carriage to Pudu Temple at a slow or slow speed. The journey was very peaceful and nothing happened.

Under the steps of the temple, the sedan chair stopped.

"Wang Hao, here we are."

Yun Ziyue opened the sedan curtain and glanced at the solemn temple in front of him.

On the steps in twos and threes, there are ladies and wives of officialdom as well as ordinary people in coarse cloth clothes.

Everyone has an expression of surprise or sadness on their faces. In front of the Buddha, all beings are really equal.

Mingxia got off the carriage first, Yun Ziyue also got off the carriage.

"Just wait outside and stay with my concubine tomorrow."

"But the princess..."

The falling star is still not at ease. Although it is a Buddhism, it is not allowed to kill, but how can a frenzied person care if it is a Buddhism.

"It doesn't matter, Master Kongjing is inside, nothing will happen."

"...Yes, Princess."

Speaking of this, a few people also remembered that Master Kongjing is inside. This master is not very old, but martial arts is unfathomable. If you think about it this way, nothing will happen. NS.

"Tomorrow, let's go."

Mingxia took Yun Ziyue's hand, and the two went up the steps.

The little monk who was cleaning on the steps had obviously seen Yun Ziyue. When Yun Ziyue came over, he took the broom and folded his hands together.

"Amitabha, the donor."

Yun Ziyue also replied, and then moved on.

When the two people arrived in the courtyard, they did not go directly to Qin Xiang, but went to the temple of the Buddha.

The inside of the Buddha Hall is more quiet than the outside. On the futon is kneeling a young lady who doesn't know where she is, her eyes closed and her hands clasped together, looking very religious.