Evil Doctor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 113 Cover up (2)
"Miss San, you can't do this..." Barbaric. "Ah, master?"

Before finishing the two words, Mo Junhuang, who was still lying on the bed before, was already sitting at the wooden table in the middle of the room, holding a cup of tea and sipping carefully with his expression unchanged.Yan glanced at Han who was standing motionless behind Mo Junhuang in surprise. He was puzzled, but calmed down quickly.

Mo Junhuang, who was so weak before, was sitting like this with his body supported at this moment in order to make Liu Huan feel at ease. I don't know how he endured the pain, Yan felt very uncomfortable.

"Greetings to Your Highness." Tweety saluted politely, then cast a disdainful glance at Yan. "Yan, this guy knows how to fool people, and even said that His Highness is asleep."

"Mu Qingchen left?" Mo Junhuang said lightly, and glanced at Liu Huan who was also watching him.

"Could it be possible to stay in the mansion." Liu Huan naturally landed opposite Mo Junhuang, and Han poured her a glass of water. "Aren't you asleep?"

"It's a little tired." Mo Junhuang didn't hide it, but thought that they had already met anyway, and still wanted to ask about Mu Qingchen. "What did he say?"

Just now, I have heard the conversation between Liu Huan and Yan. Mo Junhuang knows Liu Huan's character very well. She can leave so easily, it's like telling a story. Fortunately, Yan's entanglement gave him enough time to get away from it. Get up on the bed and pretend to sit here.

"Why did such a relationship leave just now?" Liu Huan said, taking a sip of herbal tea lightly. "Naturally, I asked when I stopped vomiting."

"Hehe..." Mo Junhuang raised his lips involuntarily and smiled, "That guy is dangerous, otherwise he doesn't know how powerful it is."

"Yes, only you are good." Liu Huan likes to see Mo Junhuang smile, the coolness is like spring water gliding through the heart, when he is cold, the face has 'strangers do not enter', but when he smiles, he thinks of a cute little girl. dog.Uh... This example doesn't seem to be quite correct, but it is Liu Huan's true feeling.

"How can I marry you if you are not good?" Mo Junhuang said softly, looking at Liu Huan with eyes full of love, he was insisting, insisting not to let this strong body collapse in front of her, insisting not to be crushed by this The clever ghost found out.

"Speaking of which, your complexion is a bit wrong." Liu Huan raised her eyes, stared intently at Mo Junhuang's slightly pale cheeks, put down her teacup and reached out to touch his hand.

Mo Junhuang only felt a tremor all over his body. When he felt that his body was about to collapse, being touched by Liu Huan like this made him feel a little strange. Besides, he knew that Liu Huan knew medical skills, but he was worried that he would find out , so for a while, he directly drew his hand back and hung it down on the table.

"That's because I don't like you being alone with him." Mo Junhuang found an excuse, and his smile before turned a little cold.

The fingertips placed under the table were trembling slightly, and he tried hard to control his breathing so that no cold sweat broke out on his forehead.But Mo Junhuang's strange behavior made Liu Huan feel good. Although he is domineering, he will never get angry like this.

"His Highness the Eighth Highness misunderstood Miss. Just now, Your Excellency Qingchen sent the bank note that Miss San left in the underground arena, and she didn't make any other comments." Tweety simply thought that the reason for Mo Junhuang's anger was this, but in fact Otherwise, she also knew that Mo Junhuang disliked Mu Qingchen because Mu Qingchen always appeared beside the third lady.

"A bank note?" Mo Junhuang seized the opportunity and lightly raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly. "Is it the bank note sent? Are you reminding me that I have no right to do anything now?"

"Ah, damn it slave." Cui'er didn't expect that Mo Junhuang would think of going there, and hurriedly knelt down. After all, he was still a prince, so he had to be jealous.

"You know that's not what it means." Liu Huan slightly raised her chin, staring at Mo Junhuang's beautiful brown eyes, which were shining coldly at the moment.

"I'm tired now, and I don't want to hear about Mu Qingchen anymore." Mo Junhuang turned his head and did not answer directly, but he drove Liu Huan away in this way.

He just felt that his body was about to be unable to hold on...

"In that case, I'm leaving." Liu Huan put down her glass, brushed Mo Junhuang's pale lips lightly, and stood up without explaining or asking questions when she saw his angry appearance. "You two take good care of your master, Tweety, let's go back to the room."

Naturally, Liu Huan didn't think that this was Mo Junhuang, knowing that she dared not use the word, but Liu Huan was always clear about Mo Junhuang's attitude towards her.This arrogant fool, thinks he can anger her away by saying this?If she really misunderstood so easily, then it wouldn't be her Liu Huan.

As soon as Liu Huan left, Yan quickly closed the door, and Han, who had never felt so nervous before even fighting, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master." Yan smiled and turned his head, only to find that Mo Junhuang's face was frighteningly pale.

At this moment, Mo Junhuang was sweating like rain, penetrating his thick eyelashes, and the palms placed under the table grabbed the skin on his legs, almost tearing the covering clothes.

Huan'er, she probably didn't believe him, but the only reason she could come up with was this imperfect reason. Fortunately, she still understood him, and even though she was confused, she left and gave him the space to be free.But, what ability does he have to make her not worry!
Finally, after taking a breath, Mo Junhuang closed his eyes and threw himself on the wooden table.Like a butterfly with broken wings, let the silver hair bloom into flowers on the table.

"Master!" Han on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help Mo Junhuang onto the bed, and said anxiously. "Yan, think of a way!"

"The poison has already attacked the heart, the master must be suffering..." After saying this sentence, Yan, who has always been objective, also had slightly red eyes, and said calmly. "Master, please wake up."

Mo Junhuang, you must wake up...

What's wrong?

After a few days, Liu Huan was thinking about this problem. Ever since this situation happened in Mo Jun's room, Liu Huan has never been at ease.

"The Eighth Highness is probably really angry this time, and he hasn't responded for a few days." Tweety was packing Liu Huan's luggage while fiddling with it.

"He doesn't look angry, but rather unwell." Thinking of Mo Junhuang's pale face, plus the abnormal body temperature he felt before, this is the key.

(End of this chapter)