I am the county magistrate in Daming

Yao Qin's love for Mu Qingtian has not diminished.

In Zimingli and Chongming County, he could stay by Mu Qingtian's side with peace of mind, but in Shuntian Mansion, everything was different.

King Qing is right, even if he likes Mu Qingtian, so what, he has no ability to compete with himself.Power, family, money, he is just the apprentice of the convicted imperial physician, while Zhu Jingshou is the high prince.

How could he be cheeky and rely on his so-called "like" to stay by Mu Qingtian's side.

Just because I like it, I feel inferior.

【...My lord has taught me a lot. Yao Qin feels ashamed and can no longer deceive himself and others.Yao Qin's medical skills are still inexperienced, and he wants to follow the master's words to help the world.The world is so big, maybe one day in the future, my lord and I can meet again. 】

[At that time, please ignore the past, and have a good time with Yao Qin. 】

This farewell letter was written extremely earnestly, and it was also the first time that Yao Qin mustered up the courage to confess his feelings to Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian didn't expect that he would have such a big influence on others.

He carefully refolded the letter and put it in the inner pocket of his clothes.He didn't blame Yao Qin for leaving, but also wished Yao Qin to become a great doctor like his master soon.

Zhu Jingshou drank a whole jar of vinegar.

If you want to leave and leave a letter, do you think Qingqing will go to keep him?dream!If it weren't for this letter, he believed that his Qingqing would have almost forgotten that there was such a person as Yao Qin.

Hurry up and cover up the stamp for Mu Qingtian, lest wave after wave of thieves think about it.

"My lord, when are we going back to our house?" Fu Bao quickly packed up his things, put on clean clothes and came over to ask.

Good question, Mu Qingtian also wants to know when the emperor will assign him a room.

His requirements are not high, he doesn't need to go in and out as much as he needs to live in.

At night, Mu Qingtian and Zhu Jingshou mentioned this matter.

People want to separate before they eat it? !Zhu Jingshou's heart rang alarm bells, he put down the letter in his hand and walked to the bedside.

"This matter involves a lot, and it's not easy for the emperor to decide."

"But I'm just the envoy in charge of the case. If someone finds out that I'm living in Prince Qing's Mansion, it will definitely arouse suspicion."

Mu Qingtian was also very reluctant to part with Zhu Jingshou's big human-shaped pillow, which is warmer in winter and much easier to use than a stove.It's a pity that he is now in Shuntian Mansion, under the feet of the emperor, and his words and deeds are under the surveillance of others.

"Don't worry, even if I live in my own mansion, I will leave a small door for you."

small door? !He celebrates the king dignifiedly, and if he wants to see his concubine, he still has to sneak in through the small door? !

The more Zhu Jingshou thought about it, the more angry he came over with a sullen face, and threw Mu Qingtian onto the bed.

"Qingqing doesn't want to live with me?" He clasped Mu Qingtian's thin wrist and raised it above his head, easily pressing it on the soft and warm brocade quilt.

Mu Qingtian swallowed her saliva, blushing and flustered, and said, "You, calm down first, I didn't say I don't want to... Ah!"

Zhu Jingshou buried his head down, grinding his teeth on his collarbone.

"Qingqing thinks it through." Zhu Jingshou completely tore off the camouflage, his eyes were dimly lit, and he stared at Mu Qingtian like a hunter.

The little fox had nowhere to escape, and was locked in place by the hungry wolf, so he could only cut the /land/compensation/payment, and showed his big soft and furry tail, begging the hungry wolf to let him live.

Zhu Jingshou squinted his eyes and counted Mu Qingtian's tailbone piece by piece, listening to his stuttering explanation.

"So no matter what, it's not suitable for me to live here with you." Mu Qingtian persuaded Zhu Jingshou tremblingly with reason.

"It makes sense." Zhu Jingshou leaned over and kissed Mu Qingtian's lips.

Mu Qingtian jumped up and said, "Then you agree..."

"No." Zhu Jingshou smiled and deepened the kiss while Mu Qingtian was not paying attention.

"No, no, no!" You are lying!

Zhu Jingshou still didn't make it to the end, firstly, it was just right to take care of Mu Qingtian's illness, and secondly, the timing was wrong.

Mu Qingtian was almost hoarse from crying, it was useless to resist and pretend to be pitiful, the more he cried, the more Zhu Jingshou bullied him.

"Good boy." Zhu Jingshou, who was [-]% full after eating, was refreshed, and comforted the aggrieved Mu Qingtian, "If the emperor grants the house, I will definitely not stop it."

"Really?" Mu Qingtian sniffed and raised his head.

"Really." Zhu Jingshou smiled brightly, "Your Majesty keeps his word."

"But Qingqing has to promise me, if the emperor doesn't tell me, then Qingqing can't ask either."

Mu Qingtian was still in a daze, thought about it for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he nodded.

Zhu Jingshou showed an expression that his "trick" had succeeded.

When the emperor grants the house, Mu Qingtian will become Princess Qing, so where will she live if she doesn't live in the palace?Of course, although I can't live there, I still need the house I want.I'm tired of living in Wang's Mansion, so I can go to Mu's Mansion to unlock some new tricks.

"Qingqing." Zhu Jingshou deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a sexy and magnetic tone: "Did you feel comfortable just now?"

"Ah."

So comfortable that the fireworks in his mind haven't finished yet.

Zhu Jingshou hugged him tightly, feeling that no amount of closeness was enough.How can there be such a lovely person as Qingqing in the world, so cute that people can't help pampering him.

"Let me see if I'm hurt." Zhu Jingshou kissed the forehead of the person in his arms lightly, and helped him to lie back on the bed slowly.

The originally fair skin was reddened in a large area, and it was still slightly broken.

Zhu Jingshou looked distressed and wished he could slap himself twice.

Mu Qingtian woke up, pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, and looked at Zhu Jingshou who was still upset.

"It doesn't hurt, I'll be happy if you're happy." Mu Qingtian blinked, but the red corners of his eyes, which were still full of tears, betrayed him.

Zhu Jingshou felt even more guilty.

"I'm going to get the medicine, it's my fault." Zhu Jingshou pitifully kissed Mu Qingtian's hair.

Mu Qingtian turned around and covered his face with a snicker, and put the "White Lotus Quotations" in his mind back into the warehouse.

That day he was fainted by the emperor, and immediately after waking up, he spent [-] points to buy a copy of "White Lotus Quotations" from the mall to deal with various emergencies.

In fact, Mu Qingtian wanted a more practical book like "Modern Workplace Talking Skills", but there was no such book in the mall, so he had to settle for the second best and choose Bailianhua.

Looking at it now, it works—at least for Zhu Jingshou.

Zhu Jingshou is different from other princes, he often leads troops to fight outside, so the wound medicine in the mansion is very complete.Matched by the imperial hospital, gifted by the emperor, and searched by the people, everything is available.

Mu Qingtian watched Zhu Jingshou return with a pile of bottles and cans with a blank face, lifted the quilt and sat up and said.

"Are you going to test me for medicine?"

……

In the end, Mu Qingtian ordered a bottle of green medicine with the "little rooster", spread his legs and asked Zhu Jingshou to give him the medicine.He took Zhu Jingshou's hand and smelled it, and then observed the crystal clear ointment on it.It feels good and smells good.

"Hiss—" The moment the ointment touched the skin, Mu Qingtian almost couldn't hold back his cry.

"Does it hurt?" Zhu Jingshou asked nervously, and immediately stopped what he was doing.

What Mu Qingtian chose was the secret medicine from the north, it hurts a bit when applied, but it is very effective in stopping bleeding.Zhu Jingshou applied it himself, but it just felt a little tingling, but he didn't expect Mu Qingtian to react so much.

"very painful!"

Mu Qingtian's current posture is very indecent, her two slender and well-proportioned legs are trying to move outwards, but she still feels the cool wind coming between her legs.

"You're still laughing!!" Mu Qingtian glared at Zhu Jingshou angrily.

His Royal Highness Prince Qing, who doted on his wife, immediately suppressed his smile, and said solemnly: "We don't need this, change to another."

The medicine contained in the red box is a milky white paste-like solid with a lot of surplus, it seems that Zhu Jingshou doesn't use it often.

Zhu Jingshou picked a piece off, put it in the palm of his hand, warmed it slowly, and waited until the temperature of the ointment was about the same as his body temperature before applying it on Mu Qingtian's thigh.

The ointment relieved the pain, Mu Qingtian relaxed his body, looked up at Zhu Jingshou who was applying the medicine seriously.

"Why don't you use this medicine?" He asked suspiciously.

Zhu Jingshou was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Nothing can be hidden from Qingqing's eyes."

As he spoke, Zhu Jingshou suddenly put down the medicine box in his hand and began to untie his belt.

"Speak as you speak! Don't take off your clothes!!!" Mu Qingtian covered his eyes.

Zhu Jingshou was amused by Mu Qingtian's reaction, and teased, "I've seen Qingqing, and Qingqing should also look at me, it's only fair."

"No, no, no, no!" Mu Qingtian was so frightened that he waved his hands again and again, completely forgetting the pain in his leg.

"I don't think it's unfair, you put on your clothes quickly."

"This king doesn't." Zhu Jingshou raised his eyebrows.

The lean body is gradually revealed, and every muscle is just right, with beauty and strength.

Mu Qingtian could feel Zhu Jingshou's breath coming towards him, and couldn't help but close his eyes tightly.

Come on!He went all out! ! 800 years later, he is still a good man!

"Ok?"

Zhu Jingshou grabbed Mu Qingtian's wrist, placed it on his heart, and slid it down little by little.

Mu Qingtian cautiously opened his eyes, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Large and small scars were displayed on Zhu Jingshou's body, some scars have faded, but some are still horrifying.Especially the one he is touching now, which winds from a little below the heart to the abdomen.

"Is Qingqing afraid?" Zhu Jingshou noticed that Mu Qingtian's hands were shaking slightly.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have scared you."

Zhu Jingshou regretted that he seemed to be in a hurry, so he took the clothes next to him and prepared to put them on.

"I'm afraid." Mu Qingtian rarely pushed Zhu Jingshou's hand away forcefully, and moved closer to touch the scar.

"If it goes a little higher, it will be impossible to live."

Zhu Jingshou smiled and said: "When I was born, my mother and concubine asked someone to do a fortune telling for me, saying that I was a fate."

Mu Qingtian only heard Zhu Jingshou tell the story on the battlefield, and Zhu Jingshou said it very easily, as if he could defeat the little prince's army without much effort.

But swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and Zhu Jingshou is the commander-in-chief, how could he not be injured after beheading the enemy generals many times.

"Does it hurt?" Mu Qingtian stared at the scar under Zhu Jingshou's chest in a daze.

"I don't remember." Zhu Jingshou shook his head.

He was facing the most elite fighters of the little prince, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest. After being hit by the knife, he had no time to react, and slashed an arrow with his backhand, winning the battle.

Mu Qingtian imprinted a pious kiss on the starting point of the scar.

"Kiss, it won't hurt anymore."

Zhu Jingshou's heart was numb, he touched Mu Qingtian's wet hair and said, "At that time, the wound was too deep and too long. Although this medicine can relieve the pain, it can't stop the bleeding, and the effect is very slow."

That's why there is almost no shortage of ointments in the red box.Zhu Jingshou bears the lives of thousands of soldiers, how can he lie on the hospital bed.

The author has something to say: Why is the update earlier today, because my happy Christmas holiday is over_(:D)∠)_

small theater:

Zhu Jingshou: Qingqing, what book are you reading recently?

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"Self-Cultivation of Internet Celebrities", "How to Persuade Others", "Breaks in the Chest"

Zhu Jingshou: I won't be a performer!I will die!Jump from here!I won't go to showbiz either!