Cold King's Favorite: Miss Physician

Chapter 147 The Dragon Tongue Root Must Be Yours
The room was not too small, and the bed was just big enough for two people to sleep together. Mo Shiwu and Leng Junling walked out of the room after packing up, just in time to see Shangguan Liuyun walking towards this side.

"Shiwu, you've heard of the Firefly Festival, right?" Shangguan Liuyun's gentle smile always made Leng Junling feel irritated, especially when he called Mo Shiwu's name, this irritability reached its peak.

Mo Shiwu didn't care, as expected, it's easy to communicate with people in the same way, she nodded, "Let's go after dinner."

"Okay." Shangguan Liuyun glanced at Leng Junling vaguely, the person Mo Shiwu invited was him, not Leng Junling.

"Pay attention to your identity, Shangguan Imperial Physician." When Shangguan Liuyun was about to follow Mo Shiwu down, Leng Junling stood in front of him.

He is not afraid of Leng Jun Ling Ling's identity, he just does what he likes to do as he pleases.

"My lord, it's better to change your address when you're outside." After speaking, he left Leng Junling's side, bumping into Leng Junling with his shoulder, not knowing whether it was intentional or not.

The feeling on his shoulders was minimal at all, but what Shangguan Liuyun did made Leng Junling look at him a few more times. Very well, this man is obviously hostile to him.

His cold gaze was always behind Shangguan Liuyun, but he still looked at Mo Shiwu with a smile, and came to the dinner table with her.

Xiaoer had already prepared meals for them, and the three sat down, with Leng Junling sitting very close to Mo Shiwu.

It was obviously a square table, but Leng Junling wanted to sit next to him. Mo Shiwu glanced at him sideways, and was about to tell him to sit next to him when he caught food in the bowl.

"Eat quickly, wait until it's cold."

Leng Junling started to eat without changing his face, his movements were the same as when he was in Lingwang's mansion, with incomparable elegance.

Mo Shiwu took a deep breath and picked up the bowls and chopsticks. She was just eating next to each other. Why was she nervous, and she would not lose a piece of meat.

Shangguan Liuyun on the opposite side watched their interaction, then picked up a pair of chopsticks again, picked up the dishes on the dining table that were easier to absorb nutrition, and put them into Mo Shiwu's bowl.

"Thank you." Mo Shiwu didn't mean to be disgusted, she also knew Shangguan Liuyun's kindness, and he also specially changed the pair of chopsticks, which made Mo Shiwu's impression of him even higher.

The food in Leng Junling's mouth suddenly became tasteless, why he couldn't help but add food to Mo Shiwu just now, and it was still in front of outsiders.

The fact that Mo Shiwu and Leng Junling were so close seemed to be done on purpose, perhaps because Shangguan Liuyun was in front of them.

After the three of them had dinner, they went out of the inn together. Mo Shiwu was originally standing in the center of the two of them, but somehow he was next to Leng Junling, and Shangguan Liuyun was on the outside.

This small town can be regarded as simple and honest, and many people along the way pointed out the direction for them. When they arrived at the place where the crowd gathered, it was the beginning of the Firefly Festival.

Gongs and drums were beating on the street, many people were wearing simple clothes, and couples were also in pairs. In this relatively reserved ancient times, they rarely held hands.

The three of them were walking together, and there were many new gadgets on the side of the road. Mo Shiwu was more or less a girl, and when she saw something different here, she took a few extra glances.

"Shiwu, here is a sachet, let's take a look." Shangguan Liuyun picked up a finely crafted sachet, picked it up and smelled it, and found that it was a smell that he had never smelled before, so he called Mo Shiwu.

Leng Junling glanced at it casually, not understanding that it was just a sachet, and he wanted to look at it specially. If Mo Shiwu wanted it, he could buy her a sachet from a whole city.

Mo Shiwu picked it up and sniffed it with her eyes closed. It was indeed different from ordinary sachets.

Her long eyelashes flickered under the candlelight, and Shangguan Liuyun couldn't help but be fascinated, as if everything was still like a fine work of art.

Leng Junling came over suddenly and picked up the sachet in Mo Shiwu's hand, blocking Shangguan Liuyun's sight.

The color on the sachet was not to Leng Junling's liking. In other words, he was not interested in it at all. He just inserted it because he didn't want Shangguan Liuyun to stare at his princess all the time.

Before Mo Shiwu knew why, Leng Junling picked a sachet that he liked and stuffed it into Mo Shiwu's hand, and then paid for it.

"Aren't you going to see fireflies? Let's go."

Mo Shiwu pinched the lines of the sachet in her hand, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. Although she didn't like what Leng Junling said, she did become interested in this scent just now. Since Leng Junling bought it for her, Then don't do it for nothing.

Shangguan Liuyun's eyes darkened. He was going to buy it for Mo Shiwu just now, but Leng Junling beat him one step ahead.

"Girl stay here." The sachet Mo Shiwu didn't intend to ask the seller for the raw material, but went back to research by herself, just as she was about to leave, the old woman who sold the sachet called her to stop.

Mo Shiwu thought she was looking for money, but she took down three hay plants from the shelf next to her.

"You are just here, right? This is a firefly, given to you by your mother-in-law. Later, the firefly will use this to find a lover."

After the old woman finished speaking, she put the firefly into Mo Shiwu's hand, and Mo Shiwu smiled gently while holding it.

"Thank you mother-in-law."

The firefly in my hand is light green, a bit like dogtail grass, but it is very small, and there are many small flowers dotted on it, just like many fireflies gathered.

Looking up on the street, almost young men and women are wearing this on their bodies and hair.

Before Mo Shiwu distributed it to Leng Junling and Shangguan Liuyun, the fireflies in his hand were taken away. Leng Junling threw one to Shangguan Liuyun, regardless of whether he caught it or not, and then took out a Insert it between Mo Shiwu's hair.

He saw that other women were like this, so he also helped Mo Shiwu put it on his head. When the breeze blew, Mo Shiwu smelled the good smell of medicine on Leng Junling's body and the faint fragrance of firefly, and he was about to be intoxicated by it.

"Oh, isn't this that who?" Mo Shiwu raised his eyes and saw the three people in the crowd who were gradually walking towards him.

Dressed in a purple fringed skirt and a simple hair accessory, Lin Xian'er came here with graceful steps.

She saw them here from a long distance away, and Leng Junling was so close to that woman. If it wasn't for this crowded place, she would have drawn her sword and humiliated Mo Shiwu a long time ago.

But compared to force, she prefers to embarrass Mo Shiwu in front of everyone like this.

The originally harmonious atmosphere seemed to be disrupted, Mo Shiwu looked at the three people in front of him, namely Lin Xian'er, Baili Ruchen and that little ghost Le Yuan.

"It seems that I made the right choice today. If you also wear white clothes, people will say that you are dressed the same as me." Lin Xian'er walked up to Mo Shiwu and looked at her arrogantly.

She was indeed wearing a white dress on weekdays. The three of them passed by here today, and they also wanted to stay here, so they also went out for a stroll. Unexpectedly, they met Mo Shiwu here.

Mo Shiwu didn't want to talk about the root of the dragon tongue, but Lin Xian'er was 100% sure that it was on Mo Shiwu. Since she refused to reveal it, Lin Xian'er didn't have to be polite to her.

Baili Ruchen was behind her and tried to hold her back but failed. This Lin Xian'er was usually fine, but when she met Ling Wangfei, she turned into this jealous woman.

He glanced at Leng Junling and seemed to understand something.

Mo Shiwu just smiled faintly at Lin Xian'er in front of her, "Miss Zhang, there are so many girls in purple clothes on this street, are they trying to imitate you on purpose?"

Of course she knew that Lin Xian'er's surname was Lin, but she just wanted to make a mistake on purpose.

"Your girl's surname is Lin, not Zhang!" Lin Xian'er's face was not as domineering as before when she said this. Looking around, there are really many women in purple clothes on this street.

The noise on their side has already attracted the attention of some people. Before the event started, everyone was looking for entertainment.

"Miss Lin, is there anything else?" They were stuck in the middle, and Mo Shiwu didn't want to ruin her image in front of so many people like her.

Lin Xian'er was originally trying to humiliate Mo Shiwu and draw Leng Junling's attention, but Leng Junling didn't expect that Leng Junling didn't look at her at all. Moreover, the people on the street seemed to be watching her all the time, which was completely putting the cart before the horse.

"You, come to the side." In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Lin Xian'er compromised.

When the six of them reached the unobtrusive seats at the far end, Baili Ruchen greeted Leng Junling, "His Royal Highness King Ling."

As a courtier, he naturally wanted to salute, so after saluting to Leng Junling, he saluted to Mo Shiwu, "My lord."

Such a modest and polite appearance is really quite different from Lin Xian'er's performance just now.

Shangguan Liuyun watched quietly from the side without interrupting. Although he didn't know the three people in front of him, he knew from the words just now that Lin Xian'er didn't like Mo Shiwu.

Leng Junling responded casually, and Mo Shiwu smiled and said, "Mr. Baili."

When Shangguan Liuyun heard these words, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered that there were two elder brothers on the head of Baili Ruyu in the prime minister's mansion, one was cynical in the mansion, and the other was practicing outside, so the one in front of him should be The eldest son of the prime minister's mansion is as early as the morning.

"Stop talking nonsense, Mo Shiwu, quickly hand over the root of the dragon tongue." Lin Xian'er stretched out her hand in front of Mo Shiwu, making it clear that she wanted her to hand it over in front of everyone.

Mo Shiwu straightened her wind-blown hair and shook her head, "Miss Lin, don't make random guesses without evidence."

"Sister Xian'er didn't make random guesses, you must have got the root of the dragon tongue!" Le Yuan had been behind Lin Xian'er and Baili Ruchen, and now seeing that Mo Shiwu had been refusing to admit it, he jumped out from behind.

(End of this chapter)