This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

If Chu xuanchen finds out that the mastermind behind the scenes is him, it's very bad for him.

So, of course, he had to kill Chu xuanchen first, and then he could get rid of the root of the grass.

He forbeared first, and then sent someone to detect the reality of Chu xuanchen, and then acted.

After waiting for everyone to leave, Chu xuanchen's body is in a flash, the corner of the mouth suddenly overflows a wisp of blood.

Then, as soon as he was soft, he fell to the ground.

"Lord!" Mo Li sees this, hastens with the breeze light yang to hold him.

Seeing that Chu xuanchen was dying, they quickly helped him in and helped him to the bed again.

"Lord, why did you vomit blood again?" Mo Li choked and said.

Say, he has already wiped the blood of corner of mouth for Chu Xuan Chen.

Doctor Lin said hastily: "Mr. Mo, you are very weak just now. You can't stand up at all. But in order to frighten Zhang Shifan, he forced himself to stand up. He vomited blood because he hurt the viscera. "

"What? Then you go to cook medicine for the Lord. He must not fall down. " Mo Li is worried.

"Well, I'll go right away. But Wang Ye has a poor appetite. He doesn't eat much these days, and his body is seriously short of nutrition. It's better to drink medicine than to eat more. Only by making him eat more, can he recover quickly. Mo Xiaowei, you advise the king to eat more nutritious food. " Doctor Lin advised.

"Yes, I will." Mo Li Dao.

"Moli, do you have porridge?" Mo Li is Leng Shen, the ear side then hears Chu Xuan Chen that weak voice.

"Ah, Lord, do you want porridge? Yes, feng'er is always ready. " Mo Li said excitedly.

Phoenix son is also a face of happy, "Wang Ye, you wait a moment, I immediately go to the kitchen to serve porridge."

Then she ran out to serve porridge.

When Chu xuanchen thought of Zhang Shifan's arrogant face, he clenched his fist. His eyes were full of frightening killing intention, ambition and fighting spirit.

The more arrogant Zhang Shifan is, the more he wants to suppress him. The stronger he wants to be, the less he can defeat him.

Even for Yueer, he should be strong.

So, after waiting for feng'er to bring in the porridge, he said: "Mo Li, help the king up."

"Good, Lord." Seeing that Wang Ye had his fighting spirit again, Mo Li quickly helped him sit up.

As soon as he sat up, Chu xuanchen took the bowl and began to drink porridge.

Mo Li wants to feed him, but he won't, he can.

As soon as he thought that Yueer's life and death were uncertain and he was waiting for him to save her, he would fight high and force himself to eat porridge in the bowl.

Mo Li and Feng ER see this scene, their eyes are moist.

After eating porridge, Chu xuanchen felt more comfortable.

After a while, he took Dr. Lin's medicine again, then lay down, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

Only when he is well, can he save Yueer.

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The next morning, feng'er found that Wang Ye was getting better and better.

Although his face was still as white as snow, he was much more energetic than last night's depression. It was estimated that it was the function of food and rest.

Chu xuanchen fell asleep until noon.

He fell asleep, then coldly opened his eyes, and then jumped to sit up.

"Lord, are you awake? Would you like to have another rest? " Mo Li sees this, hastens a way.

"No, do you have any food? Give me some food. I have something to do after eating. " Chu Xuan Chen sinks a voice way.