The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

After hearing Jing Tianjue's words, Jing Muhan's face was covered with dark lines.

This little guy, Mo Youyou, also stared at Jing Tianjue with a black line on his face, and looked at the little head looking up at them. She opened her mouth and said to Jing Tianjue: Jue'er, you are not allowed to mention these things in the future. Hurry up and go back to sleep, mother and concubine have a conversation with your father and king.

Although Jing Tianjue looked unhappy, he finally left the study after listening to Mo Youyou's words.

When only Jing Muhan and Mo Youyou were left in the study, Mo Youyou closed the door, made sure that Jing Tianjue had left, turned around to look at Jing Muhan, and asked with a serious face, Jin, what are you doing? What's wrong with your body? Don't tell me nothing happened, I don't believe it.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to feel Jing Muhan's pulse.

Mo Youyou's action frightened Jing Muhan, he hastily pulled his hand away, but was grabbed by Mo Youyou again, holding on tightly without intending to let go.

Seeing Mo Youyou's brows frowning together, Jing Muhan's heart fluttered. If this little woman knew that there was something wrong with him, she would definitely be sad.

Looking at Mo Youyou worriedly, after a while, Mo Youyou stared at Jing Muhan curiously, and said, It's strange...

Jing Muhan was a little nervous, with panic flashing across his eyes, he asked, What's wrong?

It's nothing, obviously everything is normal, why do you see your complexion getting worse day by day~

After hearing Mo Youyou's words, Jing Muhan breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't check out his condition, or rather, she couldn't check it out.

After all, he entered the cold pool and forcibly inhaled the divine power, so ordinary imperial physicians may not be able to find out.

Instantly relieved, he hugged Mo Youyou into her arms and said softly in her ear, Don't think too much, I'm fine.

Mo Youyou looked up at Jing Muhan, still a little uneasy, Really?

Well, really. This king hugs you to sleep.

As he said that, he suddenly picked up Mo Youyou, clenched his teeth, obviously in pain, but in order not to make Mo Youyou suspicious, he carried her into the dormitory.

Lying peacefully on the bed, Jing Muhan hugged Mo Youyou's waist tightly, closed his eyes, and frowned. After a long time, he slowly fell asleep.

Mo Youyou heard the sound of even breathing, looked at the familiar Leng Jun's face, and carefully pulled Jing Muhan's hand out again.

As soon as her heart tightened, there must be something wrong with his body. Otherwise, as usual, if she moved a little, the man would be keenly aware of it, and then opened his eyes, but now, she grabbed his arm , he didn't respond at all.

In a trance, a strange thing suddenly fell into Mo Youyou's eyes on Jing Muhan's wrist.

Mo Youyou rubbed her eyes, and carefully watched a thin silver thread wandering around Jing Muhan's wrist.

Her heart tightened, and her other hand tried to hold the silver thread.

But as soon as it landed on the silver line, the silver line disappeared. Then came Jing Muhan's sudden and severe cough.

Seeing this, Mo Youyou hurriedly lay down on the bed, pretending to be talking. , Jing Muhan suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Mo Youyou in a blink of an eye, stood up abruptly, endured the fishy sweetness in his mouth, got out of bed, left a gentle kiss on Mo Youyou's forehead, and strode out .

After Jing Muhan left, Mo Youyou sat up, stood in front of the window and watched Jing Muhan wiping the corner of his mouth with a brocade handkerchief in the distant yard, and looked at the glaring blood spitting out of his mouth under the tree.

She clutched the window sill tightly, Jin! What's wrong with you? What are you hiding from me!

Looking worriedly at that lonely back, seeing his back trembling slightly, watching him force himself up, at this moment, Mo Youyou really wanted to go to help him up and ask about the situation.

But she couldn't, he was such an arrogant person, how could he allow her to worry about him? Mo Youyou understands her man! Just like he knew her well, he would hide her.

It seems that we can only ask the gods.

Turning around and going back to the bed, Jing Muhan returned to the bedroom when Chen Shi was approaching, and lay down beside Mo Youyou in his clothes.

Mo Youyou didn't sleep all night, even when Jing Muhan came back, she was still pretending to be asleep, her hands resting on his waist, touching that firm body, even the layers of hard bones.

He has lost weight. Looking at his somewhat pale face, Mo Youyou has been in a trance.

It was high in the sun, and Jing Tianjue's voice came from outside the door. Mo Youyou opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the door, and glanced at Jing Muhan who was sleeping soundly. He hurriedly put on his clothes, walked forward to open the door and looked The little guy outside, reminded in a cold voice, Don't make noise!

Jing Tianjue wore a dark purple robe today, looked up at Mo Youyou, and said, Concubine Mu, sister Meier invited me to her house today to teach her how to practice swords.

Go, let your uncle Chu Cheng accompany you.

Jing Tianjue said displeasedly: Uncle Chu Cheng wants to take care of Sister Jingxiang. My son can go there by himself, besides, it's just separated by a wall.

Looking at Jing Tianjue's innocent and handsome face, Mo Youyou suddenly thought of Ye Yunjin. The man in the room seemed to have not appeared as Ye Yunjin for a long time.

After regaining his senses, he said to Jing Tianjue: Go, don't be playful, my concubine has something to do today, you stay in the mansion obediently, and take good care of your father and king. Concubine mother will be back soon.

Jing Tianjue tilted his head and looked at Mo Youyou and asked, Mother Concubine, where are you going? Why don't you take Erchen with you, Erchen can protect you.

In an instant, Jing Tianjue didn't want to go to the next door to find Lan Meier.

Mo Youyou didn't answer Jing Tianjue's words, but reminded him to stay at the mansion obediently, and left the Prince Regent's mansion alone.

When Jing Muhan woke up, it was already noon, looking at the dazzling sunlight from the window, Jing Muhan habitually hugged his arms to his side, and only then realized something strange. Suddenly a hoarse voice shouted: Youyou!

Immediately panicking, he searched for Mo Youyou's figure.

The servant girl hurried over when she heard the movement, My lord, are you looking for the princess?

Where did the concubine go? Go and find the concubine for this king. He was afraid that she would leave suddenly and disappear, he was afraid that she would leave him and despise him.

These days, although he is supporting himself, he knows that his physical condition can no longer meet her needs. She asked about her physical condition yesterday, and she probably sensed something.

Depressed, irritable, angry, crazy, looking at his wrist with scarlet eyes, the silver thread was still wandering, Jing Muhan struck fiercely at the silver thread with the other hand, and in an instant, a bloody light flashed across, The bright red blood flowed down the arms to the feet like pouring water.

After a while, the servant girl hurried over to report: My lord, my concubine has left the palace.

Jing Muhan quickly cleaned up the blood on his wrist. asked in a cold voice:

Going out of the house? Do you know what she is doing when she goes out of the house?

Go back to the prince, the princess didn't say anything.

Damn it, you can't stand alone anymore!

With a wave of her palm angrily, the servant girl was sent flying.

Everyone was too frightened to look up, and retreated a few feet away.

Their prince's temper has been getting worse recently. so afraid