The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 296 What She Means To Him

The calm sea, the open sky, and the fresh air can cleanse even one's soul.

Yan Zhixin involuntarily emptied her consciousness until she was about to fall asleep when her head touched the rattan basket of the swing. She woke up like a dream, took off her shoes and climbed into bed to sleep.

She didn't know that as soon as the lights in the room went out, the servant reported to Mo Junting.

Mo Junting stood quietly in the dark night, his eyes as deep as stars reflected the dots of light in the night sky, rippling with an impenetrable depth.

Hearing the servant's report, a quiet and wanton smile appeared on the corner of his lips, like the Utan blooming at night, fleeting.

Turning around, walking in front of Ling Feng, he stretched out his hand: "Give me a piece of medicine."

He couldn't love her in front of her face, the only thing he could do was to wait for the dead of night and for her to fall asleep.

Only at this time, he can gallop freely.

However, Ling Feng did not immediately take out the medicine for him as before, but frowned and said: "Master, I don't suggest you to give her sleeping pills."

Mo Junting's eyes were slightly cold: "The reason."

"Her drug resistance is astonishing. Last time, with the dose of three hours, she could wake up in two hours. This time, with the dose of three hours, she might wake up in an hour, or even earlier."

As a doctor, Ling Feng was probably the one who dared to reject him directly, and asked, "Then what are you going to do? Increase the dose?"

Mo Junting was unable to answer for a moment.

"You increase the dose this time, what about next time?" Ling Feng said earnestly, "Although my sleeping pills have much less side effects than the sleeping pills on the market, they are three-point poisonous. Are you sure you want to let her suffer the consequences for a moment's pleasure? ?”

Mo Junting: "..."

She and him will definitely not be once or twice in the future.

Then will he have to rely on medicine to love her in the future?

As soon as Ling Feng saw his expression, he knew that he had listened. He took out the medicine and put it in his hand: "You decide."

Mo Junting looked down at the medicine, was silent for a while, then threw the medicine into the trash can under his feet, turned and left.

Ling Feng looked at his back and made a grimace, and when he walked away, he complained in a low voice: "If you don't want it, don't want it, and throw it away. My medicine also costs money, okay?"

Mo Junting pushed open Yan Zhixin's door, walked to her bed, and quietly looked at the sleeping girl on the bed.

However, he couldn't give her sleeping pills, and she was still in the castle.

Mo Junting slowly sat down on the bed, and his slender fingertips landed on the center of her clean eyebrows, and then moved down inch by inch along the center of her eyebrows, and finally came to the cherry lips exhaling a light breath.

"Inkstone..."

he murmured.

No one knew what she meant to him.

No matter whether it was Ling Feng, Zou Xuan, or members of the Imperial family, no one understood his attachment to her.

The time when he was sent to Xie's house was the darkest time in his life.

But because of her, that period of time became the most relaxed and bright day in his life.

He is willing to take care of her for the rest of his life.

Mo Junting leaned over.

Lips fell down.

In her sleep, Yan Zhixin felt a little itchy on her face, and unconsciously reached out to scratch it.

Mo Junting quickly let go of her, and slightly propped himself up.

She scratched and felt comfortable, put down her hands and continued to sleep.

Mo Junting made sure she was not awake, so he poked her like a trick.

This time, Yan Zhixin probably thought it was a mosquito, so she directly raised her hand and slapped it down.

(End of this chapter)