Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 35
Seeing his incomparably natural movements, the imperial doctor couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Wasn't the loyal Marquis' son Mo Zicheng who married Prince Mu?Mo Zicheng is not the person in front of him either!Could it be that this is the person that Lord Mu Xinna has?

She had only been in the imperial doctor's hall for a short time before she was sent out by the queen to see a doctor for Lord Mu. The rushing appearance made her feel nervous, and she thought it was a matter of time...

Who knew it was just a high fever.

"The minister has left, and the minister has to return to the palace to return to his command."

The imperial doctor, who was not sure about the situation, could only call himself a minister, took his medicine box and walked out the door.

Chi Jing looked at the chime on the bed with worried eyes, and reached out to take the soup in the hand of the servant.

Regardless of the presence of other people, he helped Yin Qing up, and fixed her in his arms with both hands, making her close to his arms comfortably, with her back against his back.

The soup was fed into her lips spoon by spoon.

Handsome men and pretty women, this picture looks exceptionally beautiful.

This is what Mo Zicheng saw when he stepped through the gate.

Chi Jing ignored everyone, and hugged her into his arms like a chick, forming a strong protection, and she nestled into his arms.

He was holding a celadon bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, feeding it into her lips bit by bit.

For some reason, Chi Jing was feeding unusually slowly, as if afraid that she would not be able to swallow.

"See Wang Jun."

The servants around bowed their waists to salute.

Even Qingyan, who was standing aside and staring at Chi Jing intently, bowed slightly to salute.

However, Chi Jing, who was sitting on the bed, didn't seem to hear him, and kept feeding the soup without saying a word.

Yin Hong stood beside him awkwardly, looking at Mo Zicheng with a perplexed expression.

"My lord, you are here!"

"Ok!"

Mo Zicheng responded and walked to the side of the bed.

Her complexion looked unusually bad.

Even though he came to Chi Jing's side, Chi Jing still concentrated on feeding her the soup without being influenced by the outside world at all.

This scene stings his eyes a little.

Heart, panic instantly.

Unexpectedly, the person who just smiled at him like a spring breeze and haunted him everywhere is now lying quietly on this bed.

Inexplicably, her previous appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.

So bright, so...beautiful.

Looking at Mo Zicheng lightly, Liu Mei frowned slightly, looking at the calm and wandering pool scene, "The king is here!"

The implication is to ask him to hand over the chime to Mo Zicheng.

As if Chi Jing didn't hear it, he slightly raised his drooping head and looked at Mo Zicheng with his eyes. The obvious disgust in his eyes fell into Mo Zicheng's eyes just like that.

Mo Zicheng said nothing, with a cold face.Reaching out with a little force, he took the celadon bowl in Chi Jing's hand, and took the spoon in his other hand with the other hand and put it into the bowl, and pulled the unconscious chime in his arms.

Turning over for a while, Yin Qing's back was close to his chest, and her hands were firmly fixed on her.

The soup was fed into her lips, and she swallowed it obediently.

Chi Jing stood aside, with a pale face, unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and his fists in his wide sleeves were clenched tightly.

Watching him pull her into his arms, watching him sit in his seat, watching him feed the soup into her mouth, and she swallowed it.

Perhaps, this is what he should have sat on.

Chi Jing pursed his lips, turned around and walked out of the room.

Watching Chi Jing leave without saying a word, Qingyan hurriedly chased after him.

When he was about to reach the gate, Qingyan turned his head and looked at Mo Zicheng who was still holding the chime, his eyes were full of complexity, "My lord, I will leave it to you."

After speaking, he chased out without looking back.

Leave it to him?How to stay?
Mo Zicheng saw that everyone had left, and the temperature of the pool scene was still on the spoon.

Immediately, feeling displeased, he handed the celadon bowl in his hand to Yin Hong who was changing the wet handkerchief.

"You come and feed."

"My lord, this..."

Yin Hong looked at the extra spoon and celadon bowl in his hand, with a bitter face.

She didn't understand what Wang Jun was thinking, isn't it finished feeding?He actually handed it to her and asked her to feed it. Could it be that Wang Jun didn't want to feed the prince at all?

Before he could speak, he saw Mo Zicheng pulled the quilt to cover the Yin chime, a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed a trace of disgust.

He never thought about feeding her at all, but when he saw the pool view, he felt angry for no reason, so he did it!
Maybe, it's because he can't tolerate the infidelity of a wife-head!
Yin Hong looked at Mo Zicheng with a troubled face, stretched out his hand to lift Yin Qing up, approached his bosom, and fed the soup into her mouth.

"My lord, my lord doesn't drink."

Hearing this, Mo Zicheng raised his eyes and looked over.

All the soup flowed out from her lips.

"Feed again, until she swallows it!"

When the indifferent words came, Yin Hong looked helplessly at the celadon bowl in his hand, picked up the spoon again, and fed another spoonful into her lips.

"My lord, I still don't want to drink..."

She believes that the prince will definitely recognize someone!Otherwise, what Wang Jun feeds will be swallowed, but what others feed will not be able to swallow!

Yin Hong's helpless voice came over, and Mo Zicheng looked at the person on the bed with cold eyes.

This person must have done it on purpose!Even if you have a high fever, you still want to be a rascal!
(End of this chapter)