Married to the Absolutely Loved Concubine

Although she has solved the problem of blood transfusion now, Mo Wuchen's condition will recur at any time. She is afraid that before she can find a way to operate on him, he will already be ill, and when the time comes...

Therefore, she must see if there are any natural treasures or elixir that can save Mo Wuchen's life.

As long as he can save his life for a few years, give her time, as long as she is given time, she will definitely find a way to operate on him.

At that time, there will be elixir in his body to save his life. Even if the disease relapses again, she is sure to be able to save him for the third time.

Therefore, before operating on him, she must find something that can save Mo Mo's life.

Things are often not easy to meet, the more anxious Ling Yue is, the more she can't find it.

Her anxiety, her anxiety, and sometimes, her eyes will show despair.

All of this is in the eyes of Mo Wuchen. Originally, he thought that his illness was not a problem, but Ling Yue's mood in the past few days let him know that his illness is not simple.

Although Ling Yue didn't tell him directly, he knew that it might be his own disease, and there was no cure for it.

That's why he saw the fleeting despair in Ling Yue's eyes. Ling Yue was only so hopeless because of his incurable illness.

Although he was a little disappointed, compared to his own illness, he didn't want to see Ling Yue depressed all day long or go crazy because of him.

Mo Wuchen didn't want to see Ling Yue like this. Since his illness was impossible, then, at least when he was still alive, he wanted Ling Yue to accompany him every day, every day, and every hour.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining brightly, and the land is full of vitality. The land that was watered by rain yesterday is fresh and has a new look.

Today is the day of the temple fair in Luoyang City. There is a Luoyang Mountain not far from the western suburbs of Luoyang City. There is a large temple on the mountain called Wuyang Temple. Every year on this day, there are thousands of miles around, and many people go there to participate. temple fair.

Some people came here a few days ago and lived in the inn, waiting for this day to come.

Early in the morning, Mo Wuchen pulled Ling Yue out of the bed, saw that she was squinting, and was really sleepy, so he hugged her to the chair in front of the dressing table and let her sit down.

He gently washed her face, combed her hair, changed her clothes, and asked her to rinse her mouth.

Ling Yue was sleepy, seemingly awake, but also in a daze, being played around by Mo Wuchen casually.

After washing her face with warm water, Ling Yue finally regained consciousness.

"Mo Mo, where are you taking me? I still haven't finished reading." Ling Yue squinted her eyes and said with a tired face.

Yesterday, Feng went out in disguise again, and helped her find a lot of books from other places. She read them very late at night, so she didn't read half of them. How could she have time to play with him?

"Yue'er, dear, today you don't think about anything, don't do anything, just stay with me, enjoy every moment with me, I want you to be by my side all the time, in the future, don't go to I’m thinking about some medical book, and if I read on, I’m going to get angry.” Mo Wuchen pretended to be displeased, and continued to wipe Ling Yue’s face with a cloth towel, hoping that she would be more sober.

Seeing the dark circles under her eyes, his heart ached even more.

He knew that she worked so hard to cure his illness. Although she never said it, he knew that his illness was very serious, so serious that he would not live long.

This incident must have frightened Yue'er, so she strictly told him not to use force or fight.

Because, he could feel it from the extremely sad breath she inadvertently revealed when facing him.

However, he just wanted her to forget everything and be with him in his last days.

"Mo Mo, don't be self-willed, okay, I really don't have time to play." Ling Yue has become sober, her mouth is pouting, and her face is full of dissatisfaction.

Mo Wuchen took the opportunity to lower his head and kissed her small mouth, patted her face, and said, "Yue'er, good boy, I told you, don't think about anything today, just think about me, you have to think Reading those books, I'm going to be jealous."

Finally helped her comb her hair. Although the comb was not very good, it was not bad.

No matter how he dresses up, his Yue'er is good-looking. No matter how you look at it, he is all over the city and the country, like a fish and a wild goose, and the moon is ashamed of flowers.

Seeing that Ling Yue still looked like she hadn't slept enough, and her head was not sober, Mo Wuchen smiled softly, bent down, picked her up, and strode outside.

Ling Yue leaned against his arms, breathing the air with his body odor greedily, she liked his smell very much, really liked it, liked it so much, as if she could never get enough of it.

Outside, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning had already prepared the carriage, Ji Qing was also waiting at the side, Mo Wuchen hugged Ling Yue directly, and walked from the room to the gate of Yue Qingju.

This scene attracted many servant girls and servants to be dumbfounded and astonished.

In the courtyard where Ling Yue lives, except for a few of her personal guards, all servants including the housekeeper are forbidden to enter.

Therefore, she occasionally took a walk in the yard, and had a close attitude with Mo Wuchen, and these servants could not see her.

So, at this moment, they will naturally be very surprised. Didn't the hostess have a good relationship with Mr. Mingyue before?

Why, now there is another man, moreover, his appearance is still so ordinary, it is not harmonious at all with their mistress.

In the face of those strange servants, Mo Wuchen ignored them all, with a cold face, his ugly face made him so cold, which scared many servants away.

Ling Yue was drowsy, and turned a deaf ear to those people's salutes, completely treating them as a tree or a blade of grass by the roadside.

Within 10 minutes, all the servants of Yueqingju were whispering, guessing the man's identity, making irresponsible remarks, embellishing, mocking, ridiculing, envious, jealous, everything.

Since there will be a lot of people on the street today, to avoid trouble, Mo Wuchen didn't want to take Dabai and Xiaobai with him, not to mention he hated catching a cold with them.

The servants of Yueqing House didn't dare to approach them at all, so he left Lei to take care of them.

Lei watched the carriage go farther and farther, with a bitter face, and it was he who looked at the pair of brothers again, why he couldn't go to play with him, why?why?

The unscrupulous master always bullies him. What good do these two white tigers have to ask him to wait on them here.

Huh... When did Lei, his most outstanding dark guard, actually become the tiger's servant.

On the street, there were many people, crowds of people, the stream was endless, shoulder to shoulder, the more the carriage went up the street, the more people there were.