After crossing, I became the vicious concubine of the tyrant

Chapter 192 Here Comes the Scapegoat

"As you please!"

Nangong Mo felt that his good intentions were taken as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he suddenly became angry: "I don't live here anyway!"

Gu Qingcheng watched the person in front of him get angry for no reason, and felt that he really didn't understand the idea of ​​the ninety-five supreme being.

"Then it's decided, let Huigui live here."

Gu Qingcheng said this sentence calmly, as if such a thing was nothing more than a place to live.

Nangong Mo himself was sulking on the sidelines. After half an hour, he turned around and saw Cheng holding a travel book in his hand, reading it with gusto.

There are a few brightly colored berries on a glass plate at hand, and there is also a big glass bowl next to it, which is clear and attractive, sour plum soup exuding a slightly sour fragrance.

Probably because the sour plum soup tasted too strong, and beside it was a thumb-sized delicate dessert, one bite at a time.

Nangong Wan looked at this woman with such a posture that he almost laughed out of anger.

He didn't care about himself at all, so forget it, he was like a fool, sulking here for a long time.

The co-authors simply don't know why!
And he was still eating, drinking and having fun, so enthusiastic!
"Gu Qingcheng."

Nangong Mo hadn't called her by her first name for a long time. Gu Qingcheng, who was still obsessed with travel notes, raised her head instantly.

A pair of almond eyes were wide open, like a frightened milk cat, and the hands were also frightened like the cat's paws, and they tightened slightly, scratching the pages of the book.

"emperor?"

Seeing Gu Qingcheng's panicked appearance, Nangong Wan felt a little embarrassed about his malicious intimidation.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you, has my prosthesis been cleaned up now?"

Gu Qingcheng glanced at Nangong Mo's legs in some embarrassment, then raised his head, his face serious.

"Your majesty, my concubine, before your legs are completely healed..."

Speaking of this, seeing Nangong Mo's complexion is very unkind, Gu Qingcheng sighed slightly in his heart, and then changed his words: "At least until your leg is healed from the trauma, it is impossible for the concubine to give you a prosthesis again."

As she said that, she looked at Nangong Mo very seriously, just like Jinlian's old doctor looking at a disobedient patient who didn't follow the doctor's orders and made a mess of himself.

"If you keep wearing a prosthesis, it hinders your rehab. And it can cause secondary damage to your leg."

As Gu Qingcheng said, he couldn't help but think of those patients in the past who didn't have a good rehabilitation training after surgery and had atrophy of the back leg muscles.

The person in front of him was almost no different from them.

Everyone loves to be brave!

It's like if you say a soft word, or show weakness, you will be killed.

Gu Qingchen was full of anger in his heart. If it was a frog, his cheeks would have been bulging with anger.

It was so hard to treat it like this, if the leg muscles atrophy, it would be a waste of effort.

Gu Qingcheng thought so in his heart, raised his head to look at the thoughtful Nangong Mo, and grinned threateningly.

"Your Majesty, when a child eats, he has to eat one bite at a time. You have to eat a little bit when you walk."

He shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be relaxed, but there was a joke in his eyes: "You are in this state, the most important thing is to cooperate well with the treatment..."

The corner of Nangong Mo's mouth twitched coldly: "Isn't I cooperating enough with you? Doing so many indecent actions every day."

Gu Qingcheng's eyes widened, "That's the rehabilitation exercise that I managed to sort out, and designed for your muscles!"

Then he gritted his teeth: "What kind of indecent sport... If you have the ability, you can play a five-animal show for Ben Gong right now!"

"At that time, you won't need to do rehabilitation exercises." Gu Qingcheng curled his lips: "What about me? I will be liberated, and I will retire after I have achieved it. Do you understand, ah?"

"I hope you don't do those rehabilitation exercises any more than you do. Is it useful?"

Gu Qingcheng looked at Nangong Mo with such a stubborn look, he was really trembling with anger.

A long time ago, Gu Qingcheng did not know how many patients like this he encountered. It was obvious that he did not follow the doctor's advice and did not take good care of himself.

Turns out it was the doctor's fault!
What kind of Chinese medicine, after all, can't keep up with Western medicine...

I bother!

Gu Qingchen recalled all the farces in the past, and took another look. Nangong Mo, who was lying on the bed with a somewhat rascal air, spat hard in his heart.

The arrogance became more and more arrogant. Judging from that posture, if it weren't for Nangong Mo being the Ninth Five Supreme.

Gu Qingcheng had to raise his ears and train people like a mouse that saw a cat.

If someone else talked to Nangong Mo like this, he would have been dragged out and beaten to death early.

But now, Nangong Mo was sitting on the bed, his injured leg was hanging down leisurely, and it seemed to be gone, his usual majesty seemed a bit youthful and carefree.

On the second day, Gu Qingcheng and Nangong Mo ate their breakfast without saying a word, and Fugui had already received the news, and stood beside him hesitating to speak.

"Let's talk." Nangong Mo glanced at Fugui lightly, "In case others say I'm inhumane, I won't let anyone say anything."

inhuman?
Fugui looked at Gu Qingcheng with the eyes of a warrior, the imperial concubine said that His Majesty is inhumane?

This master... is really amazing.

It was hard for Nangong Mo not to notice such a strange gaze, and he couldn't help but blacken his face: "What are you thinking?! Tell me! What news!"

Gu Qingcheng understood Fugui's eyes, lowered her head and suppressed a silent smile.

Fugui quickly bent over, "Going back to the emperor, Aunt Cuizhu sent someone to say that the matter of pity for the nobleman was because the younger sister of Huasui, who was close to her before, wanted revenge, so she went back to kill her."

Nangong Mo let go of his pleasure, wiped his mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and asked lightly: "The younger sister of the close girl? Now that we've found out, where's the person?"

As soon as the question came out, Fugui paused, bent his waist lower, and said softly: "Yesterday's incident was too big, that girl has committed suicide in fear of crime."

Although Fugui's tone was light, Gu Qingcheng could still hear the regret in it.

It's really unlucky to hear such news early in the morning.

Gu Qingcheng also put down his chopsticks and remained silent. Everyone knew that this suicide in fear of crime was just a cover.

"There is no proof of death..." Nangong Mo's eyes were deep, and his tone was smiling, but it made people feel very cold, "It's been many years, but I still only know how to play, but... the old saying is good, once Recruit fresh, eat all over the world."

(End of this chapter)