A silly girl is reborn, and a ruthless prince loves her

Mo An silently watched his master's actions, speechless.

Looking at Lan Jinyan who had the same dumbfounded look on his face, and then looking at Xuanyuan Qing who was wiping the corner of his mouth in a noble manner, Mo An looked down at the rabbit body that he had not finished chewing, and gnawed on it harder.

The second prince's mood was uncertain, and his thoughts were even more difficult to guess.

Lan Jinyan stared intently at the shiny rabbit legs in her arms. The tempting smell of meat penetrated her nostrils, making the glutton in her stomach growl.

How long had it been since she had eaten meat?

She doesn't remember, it must have been a long time ago.

After timidly glancing at Xuanyuan Qing and realizing that he wasn't looking at her at all, Lan Jinyan finally mustered up the courage, licked her dry lips, squatted to the side holding the rabbit leg and devoured it.

In a short time, she had gnawed all the rabbit meat cleanly, and still gnawed on the bones in her hand.

The man who seemed to be taking a nap had his mouth slightly raised and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Second Prince, I'll go look for heartworts nearby first. Please be careful."

After packing everything, Mo An found a blanket from the baggage on the horse's back and covered Xuanyuan Qing.

He turned around and looked at the little girl squatting aside with bright eyes. He hesitated for a moment and swallowed the words on his lips.

A fool should not be in danger.

"You're just blind, where are you looking for it?" Xuanyuan Qing opened his sharp eyes, looked at the sky, and said casually: "Let's go at dawn."

It's not that he, the master, is considerate of his subordinates, but that there is really no need to do such useless work.

Fuxinia grows in the dark places of Shiya mountain streams. Not only is the area extremely slippery, but there are also venomous snakes infested.

The darkness of the night makes the search more difficult, and may even lead to death.

"But, you have to take Fuxincao at dawn, otherwise you will be injured internally..." Mo An knew what he meant, but was even more worried about his health.

The internal injuries lasted for a long time, and even if Hua Tuo was reincarnated, there would be no cure.

"Well, Yan Yan goes to help brother find it."

Lan Jinyan, who had been squatting aside silently, finally waited for the opportunity to express herself, raised her hand and spoke cautiously.

But the two men opposite her ignored her at all.

"My body is not as weak as you think. I can just hold on for one more day." Xuanyuan Qing said without caring.

He didn't lie, and the physique he had honed since childhood was not comparable to ordinary people.

This is all thanks to his royal brothers and sisters.

"I am worried that the other princes will lose their patience and take the opportunity to attack you."

Mo An frowned, and there was uneasiness in his eyes.

The second prince is now alone and seriously injured. It is definitely a great opportunity for the princes in the palace who are eyeing him.

"Hmph, if you want to attack me, you also have to see if they can go back alive, ahem..."

After saying a few more words, Xuanyuan Qing clutched her chest in pain, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Within a few breaths, she passed out and fell unconscious.

"Oh no, Second Prince!" Mo An was worried.

He quickly stepped forward to check on his condition and found that he was only weak and fainted. He was temporarily relieved. As long as he took the Fuxincao in time, there would be no big problem.

But another problem came again.

Now that the second prince has fainted and he can't leave, what should he do?

Mo An was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth on the ground.

"Hey, what does the heartwort look like?"

At some point, Lan Jinyan came over, looking at Xuanyuan Qing's almost transparent face, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

Mo An forgot that there was another person here, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he had an idea in his mind.

After a moment, he grimaced again and gave up the idea of ​​asking Lan Jinyan to take care of the second prince.

How could he forget that this girl is a fool?

"Go, go, let's play." Mo An waved his hand irritably.

He was so sick that he sought medical treatment, and he actually had the idea of ​​asking a fool to help him.

"I'm relatively familiar with this place." Lan Jinyan didn't care about Mo An's attitude and continued to add.

This time, Mo An finally looked at her and asked in surprise: "Are you a villager in this area?"

"No."

"You're not just joining in the fun, it's boring." Mo An was disappointed, thinking that this fool could be of some use.

Forget it, let's think of another way.

Seeing that he refused to let her help, Lan Jinyan walked back to the original place and squatted in despair, muttering in her mouth: "I just live nearby and come here to play often."

Mo An's sinking heart was agitated by her words, and he came to her in two steps, squatting down to look at her level.

"You live near here, didn't you say you're not from here?"

"Ah."

"You..." Mo An was left speechless by her answer.

Well, what do you mean?

Not from here, but living here?

"Forget it, forget it, since you said you are familiar with this grove, then please help my master find the heartwort."

Mo An could only place his hope on Lan Jinyan and describe to her the growth environment and appearance of the heartwort in detail.

"Remember?"

"Yes." Lan Jinyan nodded seriously.

When preparing to leave, Lan Jinyan stopped and looked at Mo An before she could speak.

Mo An sensed that she had something to say and thought that she wanted to get some benefits, so he generously promised: "Don't worry, the matter will be done, and the money will be yours."

Nowadays, fools are so philistine. Are they really stupid or fake?

Mo An sneered, shook his head, and turned back to guard Xuanyuan Qing.

Lan Jinyan didn't know what he was thinking. She sighed, swallowed the words in her throat, and trotted deeper into the dense forest.

The night faded quietly, and the eastern sky gradually turned white.

The breeze blew across his face, and Mo An, who was sitting under the tree, felt a hint of coolness and shivered.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes.

When did he fall asleep?

By the way, the second prince!

His eyes quickly moved to the place beside him, and there was nothing there.

"Second prince!"

Mo An looked around uneasily, but fortunately Xuanyuan Qing did not leave. Instead, he stood in the wind and stretched his body in the morning light.

"Second Prince, are you okay?" He ran over in surprise and looked Xuanyuan Qing up and down.

Xuanyuan Qing, who was still breathing weakly last night, is breathing steadily now and his face is not as pale as before.

The second prince was indeed right, this injury was not a problem for him.

It seems that it doesn’t matter whether there is a heartwort or not.

Thinking of Fuxincao, Mo An's heart skipped a beat.

By the way, that silly girl hasn't come back yet, will she encounter any accidents?

Whatever happened to her, she had to go there on her own, and she couldn't blame him if something happened.

Xuanyuan Qing's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he looked firmly at the undulating mountains in the distance. He raised his chin slightly and said casually: "I, Xuanyuan Qing, will not die that easily."

Over the past few years, his health has gotten better and better, and he has escaped unscathed countless times after passing through the gates of hell.

Therefore, he was so confident that he could resist it last night.

——Zhizhi.

A big black mouse quickly ran through a small corner and successfully dragged away the moldy steamed bun on the ground.