Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 656 The pit is 124 meters deep, always hungry Mo Jiu (5)
When he came out of the clean room, he saw him wearing a dull robe, so Xue Fang hurried up to help, "Master, before Sister Mo wakes up, you can go to bed and rest for a while? You have guarded her for two days I haven't closed my eyes for two days. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it..."

"No need." Xiao Qian wiped his hair, and before it was completely dry, he threw the handkerchief to Xue Fang, and went straight to Mo Jiu's room.

This time Aunt Lan heard the footsteps, looked up and saw him, she was almost scared out of her wits, "Xiao Shijun, are you back? I didn't say anything..."

Xiao Qian waved his hand to stop her, "Gun, go down and rest."

"Hey." Aunt Lan knew that she was respected by Xiao Qian, and he called her "aunt" because of Mo Jiu's respect for her, and it was thanks to her daughter.But she didn't understand, Xiao Shijun accepted His Majesty's gift of marriage, how to arrange for their daughter?

Moving out hesitantly, Aunt Lan turned her head three times a step.

Finally, she couldn't help but stop.

"The old slave has a saying that he is holding back and wants to ask Mr. Shijun..."

Xiao Qian stared at Mo Jiu's face, and said softly, "Huh?"

Aunt Lan knew that she was not suitable for asking Xiao Qian's lifelong affairs as a slave, even if it was because of Mo Jiu, she hesitated, "This old slave is, I want to ask, is Shijun going to..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the bed.

"girl?"

Mo Jiuqu tapped his forehead with his fingers, yawned, stared at her in bewilderment, and then glanced at Xiao Qian who was sitting on the side of the bed, his eyes lit up with surprise, and then he asked in confusion: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" Don't say it louder, it's like a mosquito, it's so noisy, I can't sleep well..."

"No, it's nothing." Aunt Lan saw Xiao Qian frowned, looked away, and smiled stiffly at Mo Jiu, "The girl was chatting with the envoy, and the old slave came out, out." Before leaving, she squeezed Mo Jiu Squeezing his eyes, he backed out.

Mo Jiu couldn't help laughing, "You're still cute at your age."

Glancing at Aunt Lan's back, she pursed her lips, and finally shifted her gaze to Xiao Qian's face, couldn't help being gentle for a long time, and her voice softened, "I've worked hard on you for the past two days... Is Liu Lang exhausted? "

Such "gentle and virtuous" words rarely came out of Mo Jiu's mouth, Xiao Qian raised his lips and smiled to show that he was fine.Then, sitting closer, he leaned over and lifted her quilt, took out her hand and laid it flat on the bed, and checked her pulse.

"How is it?" Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, Mo Jiu asked.

"It's much better..." Xiao Qian withdrew his hand. Seeing her full of doubts, he seemed to understand her thoughts, and said lightly: "The poison of Yin-Yang Killing has not been eliminated, but it is temporarily under control. I let people catch Yang When the Nanyang spider in the tomb comes back, it will definitely think of a way..."

It turned out to be the case.

Looking at him for a moment, Mo Jiu felt more and more fond of Xiao Liulang.

Miraculous doctors are not so easy to do. The people who entered Gen’s tomb were poisoned so many that everyone pointed to him to treat them. There are also princes, princes, and princesses who are injured and poisoned. The emperor’s side may also be difficult. Handle.How can he be comprehensive with his own strength?
Mo Jiu couldn't get up, so he could only slowly stretch out his arms, motioning for him to hug her.

Xiao Qian was startled, leaned over her quilt, and gave her a symbolic hug.

"It's still early, you can sleep a little longer. I'll call you at dawn."

This hug was too perfunctory, and Mo Jiu's sensitive nerves were slightly suffocated. He only said that he was worried about her body and didn't care too much.Moreover, although she didn't personally see what happened in the past two days, she could clearly see the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and she could imagine how tired he was.

(End of this chapter)