When I scumbag the prince

Mo Lan's movements were very natural, and she didn't care that there was someone standing beside her, slowly untying her belt.

Although they are both men, Yan Yuan has a good family education, so he turned his head very consciously, until he heard the sound of water entering the barrel, he turned his head to look at Mo Lan.

This time, he was stunned.

Mo Lan leaned against him and sat in the barrel.The wooden barrel is about half the height of a person, and it is flat and long, which can stretch the body well.

Mo Lan's entire body was barely submerged in the water, only a small part of her shoulders were exposed.

His skin was extremely fair, and his long black hair was wetly draped over his shoulders, looking very hazy in the mist from the hot water.

A familiar picture flashed in Yan Yuan's mind until Mo Lan turned his head and asked him strangely: "What's wrong?"

Yan Yuan woke up suddenly, reached out to grab the medicine on the small tea table, and said, "It's nothing, the water splashed into my eyes."

"Oh, it's probably because I moved too much just now." Mo Lan said with a smile.

Yan Yuan responded vaguely, opened the first small medicine packet that needed to be added, and poured it into the bathtub, and the originally clear water immediately turned a thick green.

Mo Lan sank herself further down, picked up the water from the tub and splashed it on the wound on her face.

The weird green color flowed down from the face and hair, which immediately broke the hazy feeling just now, and instead created a terrifying and supernatural atmosphere.

It also washed away the strange feeling in Yan Yuan's heart.

He shook his head, thinking that he really had a hallucination just now, how could he think that Mo Lan was very similar to the female fairy he saw in the mortal world?

After he stopped thinking about it, Yan Yuan sat on the soft chair beside him, picked up the scripture book and read it, counting the time from time to time, and adding a portion of medicinal materials to the tub.

Mo Lan also quietly soaked in the medicated bath, closing her eyes and resting her mind.

Because of the various medicinal materials put in that bathtub, the shade of green is constantly changing, which looks very strange.

And Mo Lan would not be able to use his divine power at this time, and Yan Yuan would carefully check the water temperature when adding medicinal materials, and felt that it was a bit cold, so he used tricks to warm it up.

When it was time to put in the snow spirit grass at the end, Yan Yuan opened the jade box, picked it up with divine power, quickly cut off a tenth of it, quickly put it back into the box and closed it.

And as soon as the snow spirit grass fell into the water, the strangely colored hot water in the tub quickly changed again, and finally returned to its original clear appearance.

Mo Lan, who was already drowsy from the soak, felt refreshed all over, and fell asleep with her head tilted.

After Yan Yuan put down the jade box, he saw Mo Lan stretched his arms on the side of the tub, sleeping soundly with his head tilted.

There is still a quarter of an hour, and the medicine bath is over.

However, he was staring at Mo Lan's outstretched white arm, feeling unable to move his eyes away.

Mo Lan still had burn marks from the Four Elephant Pond on his arm, which was more obvious against the background of his skin color. He rested his head on his arm, and the hot water in the wooden bucket rose and fell with his breathing.

That hazy feeling seemed to come slowly up again.

Yan Yuan forced himself to look away.

However, because he can stand upright, he looked away and saw Mo Lan's two straight and slender legs overlapping each other in the water.

He held his breath subconsciously, feeling as if time had frozen.

After a while, some hot liquid slowly flowed down from the nasal cavity.

Yan Yuan stretched out his hand, it was red, blood.

boom--

Yan Yuan instantly felt that his face was scalded, he tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of the new shirt he had just put on, and wiped away the nosebleed.

He also imagined the spirit mirror and after confirming that it was wiped clean, he ignited the fire with his fingertips and burned the rags to nothing.

Then he opened the door lightly and closed it again, and went to the yard to breathe in the fresh air, only then did he feel a little cooler.

His body cooled down, and he could turn his head soberly. When the heat on his face faded, Yan Yuan was a little dazed.

How could he have a nosebleed?Is it on fire? ?

The innocent Third Prince of the Immortal World has not yet experienced human affairs, and was ruined by someone. He never thought that the culprit of the nosebleed was the good brother he thought he was.

The shock of nosebleed overwhelmed his trance for a while, Yan Yuan wondered if he needed to eat something to relieve the fire, but a figure fell outside Mo Lan's small courtyard.

Qinglong Zun traveled thousands of miles to the extremely cold place, only to find that the Snow Spirit Grass had been taken away, and immediately became angry.

The fairy grass of snow spirit grass is very interesting. Although it is almost everywhere in extremely cold places, as long as one plant matures first, the other fairy grasses will stop growing and fully supply that plant with nutrients.

Until that one plant is taken away or fortunately no one disturbs and cultivates spiritual wisdom, all staff will continue to work hard to grow until the next plant matures.

Therefore, when Qinglong Zun arrived, he saw only a large piece of immature snow spirit grass that was not yet effective enough to absorb nutrients and grow hard, while the place where the original mature plant had turned into a big pit.

Bai Wuxiong, who was guarding the snow spirit grass, was also lying unconscious on the ground.

He didn't know who took the snow spirit grass before him, but thinking about Mo Lan's injuries, he pulled out all the immature snow spirit grass in front of him and put them away.

One plant is not enough, so let's make up a hundred plants!

Bai Wuxiong woke up Youyou, saw the green dragon who seemed to be pulling out all the snow spirit grass, and immediately went up with a "owoo" and desperately.

Qinglong snorted coldly, raised his hand lightly, and Bai Wuxiong, who was already injured all over his body, was hit hard and flew out, falling to the ground without a sound.

"Overestimate one's ability." Qinglong took nearly a hundred plants of Snow Spirit Grass and other medicinal materials, and rushed to Xiaoyao Palace.

"Third Prince?" Qinglong landed outside Mo Lan's small courtyard, before stepping into the courtyard gate, he saw Yan Yuan standing in the courtyard in a daze.

Yan Yuan frowned without showing any trace, and said politely: "My lord Qinglong."

He saw the medicine bag in Qinglong's hand with keen eyes, and suddenly understood, did he take the medicine to make amends after injuring someone?

Qinglong was also looking at the prince of the fairy world, wondering why he appeared in Mo Lan's yard.

However, immediately after he noticed the familiar aura on Yan Yuan, his face froze, his eyes pierced Yan Yuan sharply, and his tone became unfriendly: "The third prince also went to the extremely cold place today?"

and also?

Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that this person must have traveled to that extremely cold place specially for the Snow Spirit Grass.It's a pity that he was a step behind, and when he went, it was already empty.

The third prince, who realized this, felt inexplicably proud, and said very restrainedly: "No, my Highness went yesterday."

As for why he only came back this morning, apart from the fact that it took some time to find the extremely cold place at the beginning, the third prince became addicted to the white mist bear, and forcibly exhausted the poor bear until he fainted. give up.

"It's really you."

Qinglong's body was full of breath, and he no longer had the politeness before, and asked, "Where's the snow spirit grass!"

Yan Yuan was puzzled: "It's for Mo Lan's medicinal bath, didn't Master Qinglong also know that he needs this fairy herb as medicine?"

Qinglong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, of course he knew that he was the one who caused the injury.

Like Bai Ze, he immediately visited Taishang Laojun, but Laojun was in retreat.

So he told Laojun's fairy boy to tell him as soon as Laojun left the customs. Originally, he wanted to get the snow spirit grass and made a special trip to give it to Mo Lan. At least he could restore some of his image in his heart.

Who would have thought that someone would take the lead.

However, this person is the prince of the fairy world, and Qinglong is somewhat rational, trying to suppress his anger, and said: "Where is Mo Lan?"

He knew that Yan Yuan would never know Mo Lan's identity, so he didn't call him Suzaku.Since the snow spirit grass is gone, that's fine, but he has to let Suzaku see his sincerity when he comes here.

Yan Yuan counted the time and found that it was time for Mo Lan to get up, so he said: "He is taking a medicinal bath in his room."

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to go back to the room to wake up the sleeping Mo Lan.

Before he put his hand on the door, he suddenly sensed the danger, and subconsciously dodged to the side, avoiding Qinglong's powerful blow.

Yan Yuan was stunned, and then said angrily, "What does your lord mean?"

He hadn't found this person to settle for hurting Mo Lan, yet he dared to attack him without saying a word.

So what if he has a high status as Azure Dragon Venerable?The Third Prince of the Immortal World was not spoiled and raised.

There seemed to be a storm in Qinglong's eyes, and he said word by word: "He is taking a medicinal bath in the house, is it your help?!"

Apparently, Qinglong Zun also carefully checked the usage of this medicine.Perhaps he could accept the presence of attendants and the like to add medicinal materials to Mo Lan, but originally he thought more about taking the snow spirit grass, apologizing and helping.

No matter how bad it is, it can be Bai Ze or Mo Lan's nominal senior brother, but he can't accept that this third prince, who has been courting Mo Lan for some reason, is in the same room with Mo Lan when Mo Lan is gone!

No matter how dull Yan Yuan was, he could feel that Qinglong's mood was not right at this moment.

He lowered his face, he didn't expect that Qinglong Zun, who has always been aloof, would have such thoughts for Mo Lan, a small disciple of Xiaoyao Palace.And Mo Lan just told him that she is not broken sleeves, so naturally she will never be in love with him.

Thinking of this, he sneered and said: "It's not His Highness who is helping, could it be His Majesty?"

This provocative sentence simply added fuel to Qinglong's fire.

The two instantly exchanged hands in the yard, and the two figures, one green and one golden, collided with each other with divine power, and sand and stones flew in the simple small courtyard for a while.

The stone tables and benches were shattered in the blink of an eye, and the planted flowers and plants could not escape their deaths, but the jasmine plant on the windowsill hid itself in a corner and shivered.

Mo Lan, who finally woke up after soaking for a long time, vaguely heard movement outside the door.

He couldn't see Yan Yuan in all directions, so he hurried out of the water and changed into a clean middle coat, casually put on a coat with wet hair loose and opened the door——

a mess.

He was dumbfounded, watching his elegant small courtyard being tossed into disarray, his voice was trembling with anger: "Stop it!"