Madam is right

Chapter 107 007. Nagging
Mo Zhichu looked at his brother in surprise, "Brother, why are you here!"

Mo Zhiqing patted his sister's head: "Today is your first day in the camp. I'm afraid you won't get used to it, so I came to see you."

Mo Zhichu heard this, and grinned at his brother: "Chu'er is so delicate!"

"Brother is afraid that you will torment the brothers in the camp."

Mo Zhichu pursed his lips when he heard this, turned to look at the food box in Mo Zhiqing's hand, and asked, "Brother, what is this?"

"I heard that you didn't use your dinner very much, so my brother brought you some. You have to eat dinner, and you can't be hungry."

As Mo Zhiqing was speaking, he saw Zhao Mo beside him who was already laying out bowls and chopsticks for Mo Zhichu.

This made Mo Zhiqing never expect that the majestic Fourth Prince Dayu was actually doing something for his younger sister that a servant would do.

Mo Zhiqing didn't seem to hate him so much for a moment.

Mo Zhiqing glanced at Zhao Mo who was standing by the table, shrugged: "However, it seems that it is unnecessary."

Mo Zhichu reached out to take the food box from his elder brother, flattering him and said, "How could it be! Brother cares about Chu'er so much, Chu'er is so happy!"

After speaking, he dragged Mo Zhiqing to sit down at the table, and took two extra sets of bowls and chopsticks, "Why don't we eat together?"

Mo Zhiqing looked into Mo Zhichu's bright eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse, so he picked up the chopsticks.

"Okay, listen to Chu'er!"

Zhao Mo also smiled slightly, picked up the chopsticks and said: "The food in the army is not very good, if Chu'er likes it, I will cook for Chu'er in the future, right?"

Mo Zhichu raised his eyebrows and looked suspicious: "You?"

Zhao Mo nodded, reached out and picked up a piece of sweet and sour short ribs into Mo Zhichu's bowl, "If you don't believe me, try it."

Zhao Mo looked at Mo Zhichu with a smile, but Mo Zhichu looked back at Zhao Mo suspiciously, and took a while to pick up the small steak and taste it.

Unexpectedly, the short ribs tasted sweet and the meat was soft and glutinous. Mo Zhichu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, but he said dishonestly, "Well...it's okay. Then I'll leave the cooking to you. Here you go~"

After all, Mo Zhichu's glutton was really hooked, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Zhao Mo watched Mo Zhichu eat with satisfaction, while Mo Zhiqing looked at Zhao Mo with an indescribable expression.

Right now, the Fourth Prince is about to start working as a cook!

In the end, Mo Zhichu watched Zhao Mo take away those dishes and bowls under Zhao Mo's thousand words "you can only eat one bowl of rice".

And Zhao Mo was thrown out of his sister's barracks by Mo Zhiqing in the blink of an eye.

Mo Zhiqing carefully wrung out the towel for his younger sister, "After dinner, let's digest for a while and go to bed earlier at night, or you will suffer tomorrow!"

Mo Zhichu smiled, "I know, brother! Brother is too, go back and rest! Chu'er will take care of himself!"

Mo Zhiqing then touched Mo Zhichu's head, turned around and left.

Mo Zhiqing walked out with the food box, not forgetting to close the door for Mo Zhichu.

Sure enough, after walking out of the room, Zhao Mo was waiting outside the barracks.

Mo Zhiqing glanced at him, then left on his own.

Zhao Mo followed.

After walking all the way, Mo Zhiqing said: "Chu'er is still young, Your Highness should be more careful."

"Where have I passed?"

Zhao Mo had a look of "tell me, what did you say I did wrong", and Mo Zhiqing was at a loss for words.

"No matter what, Your Highness should avoid going to Chu'er's barracks in the future! It's best to keep a distance from Chu'er!"

"But the general said, let me be Chu'er's bodyguard, if I don't get closer, how can I protect her?"

Zhao Mo spoke righteously, but in Mo Zhiqing's view, no matter how you look at it, he is a scoundrel!

In the end, Mo Zhiqing had nothing to say and went back depressed.

And Zhao Mo returned to his barracks, took the Qilin ointment, and then went to Mo Zhichu's barracks.

Mo Zhichu was about to take a rest when he heard another knock on the door.

Mo Zhichu was a little impatient: "Who is it!"

"Chu'er, it's me." Zhao Mo heard Wen Runrun's voice outside the door as usual.

Mo Zhichu lay on the bed without moving his nest: "Is there something wrong?"

Mo Zhichu didn't say to let him in, Zhao Mo just stood at the door and waited obediently, the two of them just talked through a door.

"I heard that you have been in a horse stance for a long time today?"

"It won't be long, just a stick of incense."

"Have Chu'er brought the unicorn ointment I prepared for you earlier?"

While talking, Zhao Mo sat down in front of Mo Zhichu's barracks, turned the jade bottle in his hand, and said softly.

"I brought it."

"That's good. Remember to apply some before Chu'er goes to bed, so that your legs and feet will be less sore tomorrow."

Mo Zhichu thought for a while and asked, "I've given you all your Qilin ointment, so what should you do?"

Zhao Mo said softly, "Chu'er is caring about me?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Isn't it natural to be concerned about your friends?

"No, I'm just... very happy." Zhao Mo said softly.

"You haven't answered my question yet!" Mo Zhichu was dissatisfied.

Although there was a door between the two of them at the moment, Zhao Mo still seemed to see the girl talking with puffed cheeks.

"I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I have long been used to it."

This is said lightly, but behind every "habit", only he himself knows how much painstaking effort has been put into it.

As soon as Mo Zhichu heard this, he sat up from the bed, hugged the pillow and said, "What's the matter if you get used to it?! Who hasn't bumped yet! You should take the unicorn ointment back, it's too precious. "

When she sprained her last time, she was almost healed in the end, and he even gave her ointment, saying it was for future use.

At that time, she accepted it in a daze, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Such precious things, where did he get so many of them as a shop boy, and send them to her bottle by bottle?
Later, the more she thought about it, the more she felt heartless. She didn't say thank you for using such a precious thing.

Zhao Mo at the door smiled lightly, "But I still hope that Chu'er can keep it, and I don't want Chu'er to get hurt."

Mo Zhichu was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, then it's you who left it with me first, and I will keep it for you!"

"Hey, don't be self-willed." Zhao Mo's gentle voice came, "You just started practicing martial arts today, and you practice so hard. Be careful that you won't be able to get up tomorrow. Remember to press the unicorn ointment before going to bed."

"Got it! Why are you so nagging!"

Although Mo Zhichu said so, he had already decided in his heart that he would never touch that bottle of unicorn ointment.

Now the night was getting darker, and Mo Zhichu hugged his head on the pillow bit by bit, and his whole body was in a daze.

"It would be great if Chu'er could listen to my nagging."

"I heard..." Mo Zhichu replied in a daze.

"The unicorn ointment, Chu'er is available?"

"..."

Zhao Mo waited for a long time, but did not wait for the little girl's reply.

He listened carefully, and then heard the little girl's soft and long breathing.

Zhao Mo gently pushed the door open and went in, only to see the little girl sitting on the bed, hugging the pillow and falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)