Jing Muhan looked down at Mu Ziqiao for a moment, and said, "You are too injured and need to rest."

Mu Ziqiao pursed his lips. "Thank you, son."

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

"Yes, but not many. So many people."

"It doesn't take much, it's enough to get in the seriously injured."

"Have."

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

But Mu Ziqiao was sent to Zhuangzi in Jincheng Jing Muhan to cultivate.

Everything was arranged properly. Mo Yan looked at Jing Muhan and suddenly said to him, "Thank you."

Jing Muhan frowned. "What is Xie Benwang?"

"Nothing." Mo Yan's eyes narrowed, avoiding Jing Muhan's hot eyes. It seems that Jing Muhan's eyes have always been cold, except now.

The heart is like a little deer ramming, and he caresses the broken hair at his ears behind his ears. Jing Muhan said, "Don't move!"

Mo Yan raised his eyes, somehow. I saw Jing Muhan walk to her in two steps, raised her hand, and gently removed the long hair that was cut off from Mo Yan's lips with her fingers.

When the cold fingertips touched Mo Yan's lips, Jing Muhan's heart froze, and Mo Yan stood still, so silent.

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

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

"Master, the urgent letter in the palace."

Jing Mu snorted coldly, gave Chu Cheng a cold eye, and Mo Yan turned to diagnose and treat those patients. Chu Cheng knew that he had disturbed his master's good deeds, bowed his head, and whispered, "My subordinate is willing to be punished!"

"Go!" Chu Cheng disappeared.

Jing Muhan looked at the contents of the paper letter, and his deep eyes fell on Mo Yan. He never doubted her identity, and never even thought that she would meet her in her life and fall in love with her. However, the Qi family of Shenzhou owes him something that they will eventually return. If she is really a royal princess, and Qi's blood is in her body, what should he do?

Brows were tight together, Mo Yan turned his back on Jing Muhan, felt a cold light sweeping, Mo Yi turned his head and glanced at Jing Muhan who was fascinated. He pursed his lips and continued to see the patients.

After a busy day, Mo Yan tired of back pain, followed Jing Muhan to a particularly quiet Zhuangzi, looking at the quiet and elegant environment inside, that a little irritable heart, instantly relaxed a lot.

Don't look at Jing Muhan, "This is your Zhuangzi?"

"Well." "It's beautiful."

"Yep."

"Jing Muhan?"

"Yep!"

Mo Yan said nothing, why did he suddenly become as indifferent as when he first wanted to see him?

Jing Muhan noticed his own attitude, and then returned to God and said to Mo Yan: "My King is a bit tired today, so you should go to rest earlier."

After speaking, he quickly walked to his yard. Mo Yan glanced at Chu Cheng, "Is your owner sick?"

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

Mo Yan said coldly, "Go to cure early if you are sick!"

Let's show everyone a cold face at every turn!

Chu Cheng's head nostalgic, muttering, "The master seems to be fine."

Looking at the back of Mo Yan's departure, Chu Cheng hurried to the courtyard of Jing Muhan.

In the silent night, the cry of crickets broke the silence, and Mo Qi lay on the windowsill and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, his brows froze.

Similarly, in another yard, Jing Muhan stood in front of the window and looked up at the stars in the sky. His indifferent expression was the same as the dark night, giving people all the coolness.

Mo Yan said to himself: "Ye Yunjin, Jing Muhan, Jing Muhan, Ye Yunjin ~"

Some fretfully grabbed Rouran's long hair, "Ye Yunjin! Jing Muhan!"

"Yunyunjin!"

Yes, she seems to care more about Ye Yunjin. care? Mo Yan suddenly looked back, staring at the stars in the sky, "Yu Yunjin, do I care about you?"

But what about Jing Muhan? Why does Jing Muhan feel different from ordinary people? He is so indifferent and unreasonable. Why does she care about his attitude towards her today?

Lying on the windowsill with a distressed face, for a long time, I have been pondering this Jing Muhan and Ye Yunjin.

And Jing Muhan seemed to be much better. Obviously so much thought on Mo Yan, it was already suspected that her identity was different, but he was still reluctant to investigate. Found it, but was unwilling to accept it.

Mo Yan's name murmured in his mouth, and his heart was particularly blocked. The back injury was faint and painful. He clearly remembered how she felt when she touched his back with her fingertips.

Overnight, the two were sleepless. At Chen Shi, Mo Yan couldn't help feeling sleepy, yawned, and went to bed. He slept heavily.

Jing Muhan finished his clothes and came to Mo Yi's yard. The man told Jing Mu Han's condition last night. Jing Mu Han frowned slightly. She had a mind last night? So didn't you sleep?

What was she thinking? At the moment, he wanted to know.

Some regret that they did not bring Jing Baguio. If Jing Baguio was there, they might be able to accompany this little woman to talk.

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

"Yes, Lord."

Jing Muhan left, and the girl looked enviously at the direction of Mo Yan's bedroom, and they had never seen a woman who was so enthusiastic about Wang Ye. This one in the courtyard is the first ~

When Mo Yan woke up, he had arrived at noon, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got dressed and left the bedroom, looked at the girl who was outside, and looked up at the scorching sun. Seems overslept.

"Where is the king?"

"Back to girl, Lord Wang, he's out for business."

"Oh."

"Girl, the dining room is ready for meals. Will slavery bring it for you?"

"I'll eat it myself. You guys go."

"Yes, girl."

The girl left, Mo Yan was not hungry, so she walked around the manor alone. Walking to the gazebo in the center of the garden, I saw a thin back, standing in white clothes standing by the lake, looking at the lotus in the water, giving people a shaky sense of sight.

Mo Yan slowly stepped forward, "Mu son."

Mu Ziqiao turned around, his color was much better than yesterday, and his face also had some color. His graceful appearance was quite pleasing to the eye.

When Mo Ziqiao was seen, Mu Ziqiao's eyes brightened. The woman in front of him saw from yesterday that she looked like a fairy without flirting with daisies. Today, she is as lazy as a cat. Loved.

The corner of his mouth looked at Mo Yan with a gentle smile and nodded her slightly.

Mo Yan walked to Mu Ziqiao, don't look away and fell on Mu Ziqiao, "How do you feel today?"

"A lot better. Girl Mo's medical skills are extraordinary."