The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

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Miaoyuan left a lot of pearl anther medicine on the table, and told him again and again to use it earlier, use it earlier, and never be reluctant to part with these things. Your own life is important.

Han Mo listened carefully and gradually leaned on the bed, closing his eyes slowly. He didn't even know when Miaoyuan came back from the desk.

When Miaoyuan saw his weak appearance, her eyes became red again. But she didn't dare to cry out for fear of disturbing him from resting, but she really couldn't bear him to sleep like this, so she couldn't help but walked forward and told him, "If you are tired, rest first. I will come back to see you in a few days." you."

Hearing her voice, he endured the fatigue in his body and opened his eyes, smiling, "I'm fine, I'm just weak. I'll be fine after just lying down for a few days."

"You still said you were fine?" Miaoyuan burst into tears in distress. The tears fell all over his quilt, dripped onto the back of his hands, and went straight to the apex of his heart.

"You are so weak now that you don't even have the energy to take a shower. Do you still want to lie to me?"

"I'm really fine..." He sat closer, took her arm and pulled her to the bed and sat down. A lake blue handkerchief appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he carefully wiped the tears on her face.

"Don't cry. It's okay for cultivators to get injured. I'll be fine in a few days. When I'm fine, I'll teach you how to practice swordsmanship and learn some flying skills with swords."

Miaoyuan took the handkerchief from his hand, wiped her tears and stopped crying, "Then you will get well soon, I'm waiting for you to teach me."

"Don't worry, it will be fine." Han Mo saw her crying twice in one night. He felt very distressed, but he didn't know how to comfort her. He could only secretly make up his mind to get better soon, but he couldn't do it again. It made her so sad.

He has been sleeping in a daze for two days, and he still doesn't know what the scene is outside? Tomorrow morning will be the day that Senior Brother Murong agrees to compete with Yun Yu. Several elders will be there at that time, and they will not be able to make any mistakes.

The sacrificial ceremony was approaching, and the master assigned him an important task, and even punished him with eight lashes. He was not allowed to step out of Mibiscus Mountain, and was only allowed to rest in the Xuanting courtyard.

In the spare time, with the care of Senior Brother Huarong, his health will get better. Plus Aunt Nan comes over from time to time, so there is no big problem with his illness. He just needs to exercise more control over his freedom.

Listening to the commotion outside the hospital tonight, they must have sent some more people outside to prevent him from going out privately while he was recuperating.

Thinking of this, Han Mo couldn't help but worry, "You came here so late today, but did Senior Brother Huarong help? Who did you see on the way here? Is there any danger?"

Miaoyuan wiped her tears and said without thinking: "There's nothing dangerous. You don't have to worry about anything. With Senior Brother Longsheng here, the senior brothers on duty don't dare to stop it."

"What did you say?" Han Mo immediately grabbed her arm and looked at her nervously.

Miaoyuan stopped and let him hold her, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Senior Brother Longsheng?"

So wrong! Han Mo's expression was a little solemn. Logically speaking, it was impossible for Long Sheng not to know about his enmity with the Dragon Clan. But he knew it and still helped him over and over again. What's the point of this?

Last time, I helped Senior Brother Huarong and stopped the rest of the master's flogging for him, allowing him to come back with half his life. This time, he took Manzhu into his small courtyard again to check on his condition, but it was still late at night.

Isn't Long Sheng afraid? Aren't you afraid of the sect's rules and master's punishment?

"Big snake?" Miaoyuan saw that his expression was quite heavy, so she couldn't help but ask him: "What happened?"

"It's okay..." Han Mo slowly loosened his hold on her arm, slowly crossed her back, and patted her back gently.

"Next time it's so late, don't come over here. If you are discovered by someone with intentions, you will be punished."

Miaoyuan nodded, "I know, it's thanks to the help of Senior Brother Murong and Senior Brother Hua Rong this time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to enter Mujin Mountain at all." "Well, it's getting late, go back quickly, don't get caught. People have discovered it." Han Mo reluctantly took back his hand, and the lingering feeling in his palm seemed to be able to penetrate from the palm of his hand to the tip of his heart, hot and blazing.

Miaoyuan took the handkerchief that she had used to wipe her tears back into her sleeve, and was too embarrassed to give it back to him. He must have had this handkerchief as well.

The time was almost up, if she continued to delay, she, Senior Brother Murong, and Senior Brother Huarong would all be doomed.

"Then...I'll leave first..." Miaoyuan stood up, feeling a little reluctant to leave. If possible, she really wanted to stay by Orochi's side and wait for him to recover from his injuries.

But no, she couldn't do it in terms of status or rules.

Han Mo smiled and said, "Let's go quickly. Be careful on the way down the mountain and watch the road more."

"I know, then you must take good care of your injuries. Don't provoke Elder Hua again and get punished for no reason."

"Okay, okay, I've written it all down. Go back and don't run around so late again."

"I didn't run around." Miaoyuan retorted to him unhappily and left without looking back.

The days are long, and the big snake will definitely get better. She can't stay here for a long time, otherwise she will easily get burned.

Han Mo smiled helplessly. He saw the door of the room opened and closed, but a little cool breeze came in in an instant, but he felt that his heart that had just warmed up was now cold again. His whole body was cold and it was difficult to cover up the heat. .

Manzhu, you must take good care of yourself. This Cangling Mountain is like a land of thousands of caves. One inadvertent move can lead to a disaster. Even if he is like this, how can she, a little scheming highness, escape easily.

Just when she came out, Miaoyuan saw Long Sheng sitting in the courtyard, minding his own game. Only then did she remember that he did not follow her into the house.

"Senior Brother Longsheng——" Miaoyuan stepped forward and called him. She was dressed in her own style, as if she wanted to show off.

Long Sheng did not look back, but he also guessed that she had restored her appearance and figure at this moment, and did not hide in front of him, so he followed her, "Junior Sister Miaoyuan is sincere to Junior Brother Hanmo. It’s so late and you still come to see Junior Brother Hanmo.”

Miaoyuan was not surprised by his calm appearance, but stood beside him and asked him: "When did senior brother find out that I am not senior brother Huarong?"

"I discovered it early in the morning." Long Sheng threw the chess pieces in his hand into the chess box, then stood up, waved his sleeves, and saw that the chess games on the stone table were put away again, and turned into the original tea chess pieces. Light.

He turned around and looked at her, "Junior brother, are you feeling much better?"

Miaoyuan saluted him, "Thank you for your concern, senior brother. The snake has sobered up a lot."

"Big...snake?" Long Sheng repeated the name she gave Han Mo with a slight smile.

"Good name, let's go, I'll take you down the mountain."