This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

"Eat, moon." Yun ruoyue stares at Chu xuanchen in a daze, and he suddenly says softly.

"Ah, yes, yes." Cloud if the moon  God, eat carefully.

He didn't lose his temper with feng'er just now. It's totally out of my expectation. Is it difficult that his illness has been controlled?

Here's the one.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he could see that he was holding his lips tightly and his forehead was full of sweat, as if he was trying to bear something.

Why does he feel like this?

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Even after Chu xuanchen realized that people had made small mistakes, he didn't want to deal with them as he did.

He was generous enough to pass them.

The next people thought that if they made a little mistake, they would be punished by the Lord, but not all of them.

This made them very confused. What happened to Wang Ye?

Yun ruoyue also feels strange. It's reasonable to say that when Chu xuanchen's illness happened, he would scold the next people.

I didn't realize that he had changed.

Is his illness really alleviating?

However, he would hide in his study alone, sometimes he would sit for a few hours. During most of the time, he would not allow anyone to enter. He would shut himself up in his study, forgetting to eat and sleep, correcting his essays, which made Yun ruoyue have doubts.

He's close.

He always felt that he was hiding something, so this evening, he stewed a cup of chicken soup, let feng'er take it and came to the study.

Mo Li was in the study. When he arrived at Yun ruoyue, he immediately went up to salute, "Wang..."

"Shh Yun ruoyue left him and looked into his study. In a low voice, he said, "is the Lord correcting your essay again?"

"Yes, it's been an hour. It hasn't been corrected yet." Mo Li answers.

"The moon is coming?" At this time, there was a deep and indifferent voice.

Cloud if month a Zheng, didn't arrive at this small voice, or Chu Xuan Chen heard.

People who are highly skilled in martial arts have good ears and good eyes. What's the matter with the house? You can't escape his eyes.

"It's me? I'll give you something to eat. " Yun ruoyue and feng'er push open the door and enter the room.

When you walk in? Do you smell a strong smell of blood? You're surprised? But the code doesn't show up.

Look up? Just go to Chu xuanchen and sit at his desk? With a writing brush in his hand, he was correcting the writing on the desk.

Come in? Chu xuanchen wrote and got up: "moon? Why are you here

"I'm so tired that I make a cup of chicken soup every time I revise my essay until midnight? "Give me a tonic." Yun ruoyue said, calling feng'er chicken soup on the table.

A pair of eyes at the same time? Sweep around the house.

He didn't find anything different. He smelled fresh blood.

Feng'er, after drinking the soup, respectfully withdrew from the restaurant and took the door with her.

"I've had dinner? Not hungry, pregnant? Don't work hard in the future. " Chu Xuan Chen touched the small face of touch to say.

"No, it's just chicken soup. Here, try it." Yun ruoyue said, opening the lid, ready to scoop chicken soup.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the blood on Chu xuanchen's left arm's white sleeve.

Suddenly, he was surprised. He quickly took off the cover and fastened on Chu xuanchen's left arm. "How could Chu's arm bleed? Let me go."