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

In the end, Mo Xiao did not let Lu Jiuqing leave, but rather forcefully pulled her onto his bed, made her lie down next to him, and gave half of the quilt on his body to Lu Jiuqing.

Lu Jiuqing pursed her lips, grabbed the quilt with both hands, and still looked at Mo Xiao with some worry: "Are you really okay?"

Mo Xiao reassured her again and again: "I'm really fine. I'm fine. Don't worry."

"If you don't sleep anymore, you will be the one in trouble." Mo Xiao sighed and coaxed softly, "You don't want me to have to face you when I wake up and take care of you when the time comes, right? "

Lu Jiuqing: "You don't need to take care of me."

Mo Xiao said calmly: "You know, if you are sick, I will be the one to take care of you."

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Few people can make her change the things Mo Xiao decided, especially regarding Lu Jiuqing's matter.

Lu Jiuqing didn't argue with him anymore, he closed his eyes obediently and fell asleep.

Her body took a long time to look like a normal person, but in fact it was just a hollow shell, still very weak on the inside. On weekdays, Mo Xiao took special care of her body, fearing that she would get sick from being tired, but now he was making Lu Jiuqing tired.

Lu Jiuqing stayed up for too long, and there was a familiar scent around her. As soon as she closed her eyes, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Xiao waited until Lu Jiuqing had slept for a long time before he stood up carefully. When he got down, the wound on his abdomen was affected, which made him wince in pain, but he soon returned to normal and walked out of the room step by step.

In the Yinghua Hall, after a day, its real owner arrived.

Mo Xiao was sitting on the dragon chair with his clothes on. His face was still a little pale, but he was still in good spirits.

Mr. Mu stood in front of Mo Xiao, carefully observing Mo Xiao's face, and couldn't help but sigh: "If an ordinary person sheds so much blood, he would be in a coma for days and nights, but His Majesty woke up so quickly."

Not only did he wake up, he also walked to the dragon chair and sat down on his own.

Mr. Mu withdrew his hand to check the pulse and whispered: "Your Majesty, don't worry. They are all skin injuries and are not life-threatening. Your Majesty fainted yesterday because of excessive blood loss. I have already prescribed medicine for your Majesty. Just take it and you will be fine." I’ll make it up slowly.”

Mo Xiao was half leaning on the dragon chair, with a casual posture, and said leisurely: "You said that these are just skin injuries and are not life-threatening?"

Mr. Mu: "Yes."

"But that's not what you said yesterday," Mo Xiao said calmly, "How did I hear that you said that the wound on my abdomen almost killed me?"

Mr. Mu's eyes twitched and he knelt down with a plop.

Mo Xiao raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with Mr. Mu? You're so good, why did you kneel down just because you said you did?"

Mr. Mu said bitterly: "Wei Chen said this all because of Your Majesty."

Mo Xiao snorted: "Are you lying for my own good?"

"Yes, Wei Chen is really doing it for Your Majesty," Mr. Mu said seriously, "His Majesty was injured yesterday, and Miss Lu almost burst into tears. Wei Chen looked at her like that, and it didn't seem like he didn't have His Majesty in his heart. I made a plan to say that His Majesty almost died...I don’t want Miss Lu to feel more sorry for Your Majesty, and also to understand my true thoughts."

"So, I really do this for Your Majesty."

Mo Xiao raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "According to what you said, I shouldn't blame you, but I should reward you?"