Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 4 She Is His Destiny 4
Last night when he and Mo Ying were guarding on His Highness's roof, they watched Miss Mu take off her coat and climb onto His Highness's bed.

He originally wanted to go down to stop him, but Mo Ying grabbed his outer shirt tightly.

He remembered that at that time, Mo Ying said to him expressionlessly:

"Have you forgotten why this girl married into Yue Wang's mansion?? As long as she can wake up His Highness safe and sound, even..."

"Besides, which is more important, innocence or life?? Your Highness is not a woman, so why should you care about these details."

"What's more, Your Highness is now seriously injured and unconscious. Even if Miss Mu wants to tarnish our Highness's innocence, Your Highness must have that ability?? This kind of thing can't be slapped, so don't worry."

After Mo Ying finished speaking these words slowly, he slowly let go of the hand that had been holding his shirt.

On the contrary, after hearing what Mo Ying said, he looked at him with a shocked expression and said, "Are you implying that our Highness can't?"

"..."

How should I put it, after he finished that sentence, Mo Ying stared at him for a long time with an indescribable gaze.

Well, the memory is over.

Haifeng came back to his senses, saw that Mu Jiujiu in front of him had already put on his clothes while he was in a trance, and said respectfully to her again: "Miss Mu, this way please."

Mu Jiujiu got off the bed swiftly, turned her head and glanced at Bei Chenyue who was leaning on the bed, blessed him, and saluted him, "Let's leave, little girl."

After saying this, she followed Gale and walked out of the house in a leisurely manner.

Bei Chen stared at the backs of the two of them, until they disappeared behind the carved wooden door, and then he looked away.

Not long after Haifeng and Mu Jiujiu left, a guard from the mansion ran in in a panic. When he saw Bei Chenyuehou who was sitting on the bed, his eyes were happy at first, and then he bowed his head respectfully. , clasped his hands together and said, "Your Highness, the emperor and the imperial physicians are here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a surprise and hasty voice came from the door: "Yue'er, Yue'er, are you really awake!?"

Bei Chen raised his head more, and saw a bright yellow figure rushing in in the bright morning light outside.

He lifted the quilt covering himself, put one hand on his chest, struggled to get down on the bed and said: "I will see my father."

"Don't move, don't move!!" As soon as the emperor saw that Bei Chenyue was going to get out of bed, he rushed forward in three steps at a time, pressed him on the bed and said, "Quick, let the imperial doctor come and give me a hand." You see."

"I'm waiting to see His Highness the King of Yue." A group of imperial physicians following the emperor, after entering the door, respectfully bowed to Bei Chenyue.

"At a time like this, what kind of courtesy is there? Come here and have a look." The emperor impatiently waved his hands at the imperial physicians, signaling them to hurry up and give Bei Chenyue a pulse.

All the imperial physicians, you look at me, I look at you, finally, an elderly imperial physician came out, he came to Bei Chenyue's side, and put his hand on his wrist.

The emperor frowned, looking at the imperial physician expectantly.

The old doctor was stroking his beard while taking the pulse, his brows were furrowed and relaxed, but he didn't speak for a long time.

(End of this chapter)