The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao was scolded by Mr. Mu, but he still couldn't find the words to refute. He felt so aggrieved that he finally had to ask with a dark face: "I asked you to take someone's pulse, and I didn't ask you to talk so much nonsense."

Mr. Mu twitched the corner of his mouth and retracted his hand: "It's not a big problem. It's just that her mind was shaken. She was too stimulated for a while and fainted. It will be fine after she wakes up after taking a rest."

After a pause, he added: "In the final analysis, I am still too weak."

Mo Xiao took advantage of Lu Jiuqing's unconsciousness and boldly touched Lu Jiuqing's cheek, and couldn't help but said: "It's been so long, why is her body still so bad? Give her all the tonics I sent from the capital. Is it done?"

"Don't you understand, after reading so many medical books, that your majesty cannot make up for your weakness?" Mr. Mu glanced at him and said leisurely, "Although your majesty's medicinal materials are precious, today's girls cannot bear it."

Mo Xiao pursed his lips and remained silent.

How could he not understand? He was just too worried and couldn't find an outlet for his emotions.

Mr. Mu looked at the unconscious Lu Jiuqing: "Speaking of which, it was also because the girl once blocked a knife for the deposed prince, and that knife hurt her to the core. If it hadn't been for that injury, giving birth this time would not have been so dangerous."

Speaking of this matter, Mo Xiao's face suddenly darkened.

To this day, he still doesn't understand why Lu Jiuqing blocked Mo Chen's knife in the first place.

He was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he glared at Mr. Mu and said, "How long will she have to take care of this body?"

Mr. Mu was also yelled at incomprehensibly, and he was angry: "The girl is suffering from a disease that will last her whole life. Your Majesty is impatient now?"

Mo Xiao: "...I didn't."

How could he be impatient.

He just felt angry, distressed and anxious.

After a while, Mo Xiao calmed down, sat down in front of Lu Jiuqing, and said to Mr. Mu, "I am too impatient. Mr. Mu, please don't argue with me."

Mr. Mu raised his eyebrows, feeling a little embarrassed at first.

Is this His Majesty, who takes the initiative to apologize, really the tyrant who scares all the civil and military officials of the court? In this small courtyard, Mo Xiao didn't have the slightest trace of a tyrant, on the contrary, he was extremely humble.

Mr. Mu is also aware of current affairs. Seeing that Mo Xiao was like this, he immediately walked down the steps and comforted softly: "The girl is doing very well now. Given time, she will definitely return to the way she was before the injury. Your Majesty, don't worry too much." ."

Mo Xiao didn't say a word, and his eyes scanned back and forth on Lu Jiuqing's face, his eyes full of heartache.

Mr. Mu said no more and carefully stepped back.

Mo Xiao took a thin blanket from the room and covered it with Lu Jiuqing, while he sat on the chair next to the imperial concubine's bed. As soon as I sat down, I fell asleep unconsciously.

He had traveled a long way here, and his nerves had been tense for such a long time. Now he suddenly relaxed in front of Lu Jiuqing, and fell asleep leaning against the imperial concubine's bed, so that he didn't wake up even when Lu Jiuqing woke up.

Lu Jiuqing only fainted temporarily. She woke up very quickly. She opened her eyes and was about to get up. However, when she raised her head, she almost hit Mo Xiao's chin. She was so frightened that Lu Jiuqing immediately lay back down and looked at Mo Xiao with wide eyes. Xiao.

She looked at His Majesty the Emperor sleeping unpreparedly right here, and she couldn't help but mutter in her heart: Aren't all emperors suspicious? Why was he so soundly asleep?