My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 391 The Fragility Makes Me Heartbroken

Elder Yun was similar to Elder Mo.

An old face is full of wrinkles, and the smile is called a joyful one.

"Cough, it's all right. Since Mo's dumb disease has really been cured, let's not bother here, everyone go back first."

After Yun Lao laughed enough, he coughed lightly and said to everyone.

Although Prince Mo's throat was confirmed to have recovered.

But there is still a long way to go to speak fluently.

There is no rush for this matter, we can only do it step by step and slowly.

"Master is right. Everyone has been worried all day and night, so go back and rest first."

Yun Mu nodded in agreement.

"Girl, let's go first."

Old Mo said to Murong Jiuqing with a smile.

"Okay, two masters, go slowly."

Murong Jiuqing raised his head from the bamboo couch, smiled and agreed.

Waiting for Murong Jiuqing to watch everyone leave.

In the room, Murong Jiuqing, Ye Beixuan and Nan Fengmo were left again.

The originally noisy room suddenly became quiet again.

...

……

in the room.

Murong Jiuqing turned his head with a smile on his face, and looked at Nan Fengmo again.

"Mo, let's try again, shall we? Open your mouth, ah."

"what."

Nan Fengmo obediently opened his mouth and uttered a vague syllable.

"Very good. Next one, follow me, one..."

Murong Jiuqing tried her best to stretch the corners of her mouth to the sides.

"one."

Nan Fengmo's throat continued to utter a burst of indistinct syllables.

"Mo, you are so smart."

Murong Jiuqing praised Nan Fengmo with a smile on his face.

Then continue to utter various syllables to guide Nanfeng Mo to read.

Nan Fengmo followed Murong Jiuqing's movements and uttered different syllables.

As those syllables came out, his clear eyes became brighter and brighter.

The smile on his face became more and more cheerful.

Suddenly, Nan Fengmo opened his mouth towards Murong Jiuqing, and spat out two syllables from his throat with difficulty.

"Nine, son..."

As soon as the voice came out, it was hoarse and unpleasant, like obscure strings.

That voice didn't sound like a human voice at all, but a strange sound made by a wild beast.

The smile on Nan Fengmo's face froze.

The vague syllables in the mouth stopped abruptly.

His eyes were like a frightened little rabbit, quickly becoming terrified.

"Mo, don't worry, let's take our time, shall we?"

Murong Jiu was startled.

Looking at Nan Fengmo's rapidly dimming eyes, he quickly opened his mouth to comfort him.

"..."

Nan Fengmo bit his lip tightly, shaking his head tremblingly.

His clean and handsome face was like a frightened little animal, panicked.

The whole person huddled in the bamboo couch in horror.

Because of the weird sound he made just now, his body couldn't help shaking.

"Mo, it's okay, it's okay. Tell me again and try again, okay?"

Murong Jiu Qing's heart ached, and she hurriedly comforted Nan Fengmo.

Mo's throat just recovered.

At this time, his state is like a child learning to speak, and there will be various weird tones.

However, because Mo suffered from dumb disease since childhood, his mind is very fragile.

By that blow just now.

The self-confidence that Mo had built up with great difficulty suddenly collapsed.

Murong Jiuqing looked at Nan Fengmo with distress.

His fragile appearance made Murong Jiuqing's heart throbbing.

It was as if a blunt knife had cut through my heart, it was indescribably uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)