How dare the little girl delay Sun Jinxin's message?

Immediately opened the door, the little servant girl walked in quickly with her head down: "Miss, what are your orders?"

"Who entered my room just now!" Sun Jinxin's eyes were frightening, but her body collapsed on the stool

The little servant girl looked blank: "Miss, what are you talking about? The servant has been guarding the door, and no one has ever entered your room."

Suddenly thinking of Cai Cai's voice, Sun Jinxin felt like a mirror in her heart.

"Miss?" Looking at Sun Jinxin's serious face, dodging eyes, she stood aside as if she had been frightened out of her soul by something, her thin body trembling slightly.

After being called twice by the little maid, she came back to her senses: "I'm fine, you go out now, but also, clean up this medicine jar for me, throw it far away!"

"Yes." The little maid didn't know why, after picking up the medicine jar on the table, she finally frowned and retreated.

She should now think about whether elder brother Zhuoheng will settle the score after the autumn when he finds out about this matter. If he settles the score, prescribing drugs privately and murdering the prince is a death penalty for exterminating the nine clans!

Even Concubine Xiao couldn't keep her.

Trembling, Sun Jinxin poured herself a glass of water, but it still overflowed when she put it to her mouth.

Waiting for an opportunity is the most tormenting.

This is also what Jun Zhuo Chen intentionally did.

The medicine just now was delivered to Sun Jinxin, including the pot and bowl, and Mu Weining could only accept his fate and re-decoct the medicine for Jun Zhuoheng.

"Zhong'er, I'm taking a pair of Chinese medicine to the kitchen, this time you watch it yourself." Mu Yuning ordered.

Mu Zhong was about to salute and leave, when he heard Jun Zhuoheng's deep voice: "Wait a minute, the matter is important, I don't worry about fighting other people, the princess is very free recently, so you can cook the medicine yourself!"

Make the medicine yourself!

Why don't you look in the mirror and see how much face you have!
Mu Yuning raised her eyebrows in disbelief. She is a mysterious doctor with high medical skills, and she is also the serious Princess Xiao of the Xiao Palace. When did she fall to this point?
He curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Well, even if it is good deeds.

Just when Mu Yuning got up and was about to leave, he saw Jun Zhuoheng standing up from the corner of his eye, with a black cloak draped over his body, which seemed to have a ostentatious beauty.

He is obviously seriously ill, and it is hard to hide his sharp edge.

"What are you going to do with your body? Just rest on the bed!" Mu Weining thought that Jun Zhuoheng was going to the study to deal with official documents again.

It has been more than a month since they were married, so Mu Weining naturally knows that Jun Zhuoheng is a workaholic.

Even disregarding his own body, he has to deal with the official documents from the border and contribute to the people of Beijiang.

A smile flashed across Jun Zhuoheng's handsome and unparalleled face: "This king is going to watch the concubine's decoction, so as to prevent any accidents with this king's soup."

The grass and trees are soldiers, but she can understand Jun Zhuoheng's mood at this time.

After all, he almost died in a daze.

"In this case, let's go there together." Mu Yuning did not continue to stop him.

She told Jun Zhuoheng not to worry too much about official documents, but spending more time walking around would be more beneficial to physical and mental health.

Thinking like this, the two came to the kitchen side by side.

After the herb is ground, it is decocted, which can further stimulate the medicinal properties of the medicine. Mu Weining is grinding on the stone plate with a heavy grinding stone alone, which is a bit laborious.

Especially her white and tender hands were a little red.

Jun Zhuoheng took the grinding stone from Mu Weining's hand with a natural expression, and imitated Mu Weining's way to grind on the stone plate.

"You want to grind?" Mu Yuning raised his eyebrows.

"Can't you see?" Jun Zhuoheng's long eyelashes reflected a shadow, and his obsidian-like eyes focused on the stone plate. This superb profile made Mu Weining dizzy for a while.

Of course you can see it.

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This grinding is a delicate job. Jun Zhuoheng, a man who has never done it before, Mu Weining raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Can you do it?"

"Don't you know if this king can do it?"

Isn't that a bit of an answer?

Mu Wei Ning closed the wheat.

Regarding the topic of whether Prince Xiao is okay or not, she does know and has the right to speak.

The sudden ambiguity made Mu Weining's face turn red, how could Jun Zhuoheng let her go so easily, and immediately moved her head, warm breath flowing in Mu Weining's ear: "Why didn't the princess answer?"

There are always words that make people speechless.

Mu Yuning took a deep breath, rolled his eyes blankly, and said, "Shut up."

It wasn't until Mu Yuning's face was completely red that Jun Zhuoheng closed his mouth when he saw it was good, and under the guidance of Mu Yuning's gentle voice, Jun Zhuoheng quickly crushed the herbal medicine into foam .

Such a warm and quiet atmosphere made both of them unable to help being intoxicated by it.

If so, time seems to be slower.

Suddenly, the medicine rack specially built for Jun Zhuoheng to dry the herbs beside him suddenly became loose.

The legs began to shake violently.

Could it be that it is about to fall?

The two were a little puzzled, this wooden shelf took a lot of effort, how could it fall apart so easily?

'Boom'.

There was a loud noise, and all the medicine shelves fell apart.

The wood of this medicine rack is heavy, and seeing the two of them being hit face-to-face, if it hits the body, blood will definitely be seen.

"careful!"

At the critical moment, Jun Zhuoheng held Mu Weining in his arms, and put his big palm on Mu Weining's head to prevent the wood from hitting Mu Weining's head.

Mu Yuning didn't react until he felt the warmth in his embrace.

Neither of them can get hurt!

Holding his breath and concentrating, Mu Yuning quickly mobilized his body's spiritual power. Mu Yuning's body emitted a faint blue light, and at this moment a burst of light gushed towards the medicine shelf.

In the blink of an eye, the medicine shelf has been moved to the other side.

Mu Weining and Jun Zhuoheng saved the day.

Jun Zhuoheng witnessed the whole process, and it was the first time he saw Mu Weining using such spiritual power, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

Novelty and moving.

Mu Weining didn't notice Jun Zhuoheng's complex eyes, but looked nervously at Jun Zhuoheng's whole body: "How are you, is there any injury? Is there any pain?"

Undisguised concern and anxiety poured into Jun Zhuoheng's heart like a warm current.

She genuinely cared about her own people, and this kind of concern made him feel long-lost.

Jun Zhuoheng was very obedient and felt that his body was different from the past. He seemed to have a sense of his arm just now, but he was too nervous just now, so he didn't notice it.

Looking back now, Jun Zhuoheng raised his arm again to try.

'hiss'!
Strong pain and numbness came from Jun Zhuoheng's right arm.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yuning was a little worried.

Jun Zhuoheng frowned, looking at his right hand hanging under the wide cuff, puzzled eyes appeared in his obsidian-like eyes.

"My right hand seems to be in pain."

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