Cute girl Shura

Chapter 131 Journey to the Underworld ([-])

The underworld, day and night.

As for the human world, seven days have passed.

When Du Yao was still in the underworld, her physical body had already been taken care of in every possible way in the Prince Regent's Mansion.

Although winter is cold, Dongyuan's heating is unrestrained like spring.

"Come on! The lunch you just used looks like you've been hungry for centuries! Come on, hurry up!"

Dozens of maidservants and servants are lighting a small stove around the wall of Dongyuan, and the bee spirit is checking each one.

Yesterday, King Shen took some stoves enshrined by foreign countries from Emperor Weiyang. It is said that as long as the charcoal fire inside is lit and placed around the house to burn, it can keep warm for a day and a night.

Princess Yao hadn't woken up for seven days, her whole body was cold, as if she was possessed by evil spirits, the imperial physicians in the palace were invited to diagnose them one by one, but they all said that there was no way to recover.

But the prince didn't believe it, so he posted the emperor's list of seeking medical treatment everywhere, and if he could save the side princess, he would give a reward of ten thousand taels.

Within a few days, the threshold of this mansion has been stepped on by thousands of doctors, but in the end they were all roared and rolled away by the prince.

Feng Ling and Miscanthus were naturally anxious, not only proving to the prince that Miss Du was still alive, but also going to the Prince's Mansion to inquire about news.

As far as Mo Qinmo in the Prince's Mansion is concerned, he is much calmer than Mu Zishen.

"When will Miss Du come back? I hope you can find out more." Miscanthus stood at the end of the quilt and asked politely to him.

At the end of Mo Que took a sip of the tea in his hand, his eyes drifted on Miscanthus, and he said disdainfully: "What's the hurry, you guys will see me first when I come back, and I can't fly into the sky now, where do you want me to go?" scouting?"

If possible, he would rather Yao'er return to the underworld than come back again.

In this way, he doesn't have to care about her thoughts, and directly captures Mu Zishen and returns to the underworld, that's great.

"You are the master of the god of death, so you have a way."

"Don't mention that unfilial apprentice, ever since I returned to the underworld, there has been no news about him." Speaking of Youshan, Mo Quinmo frowned, seeing that the miscanthus still didn't leave, so he said again: " I said that you people in the Prince Regent's Mansion are all full and idle, right? It's fine for Mu Zishen to lose his nerve. As his subordinates, you guys know that it's a force majeure fact, and you still have to waste your energy. Aren't you asking for trouble?"

Speaking of this, he was full of anger.

Originally, he had applied for those stoves first, but when his father heard that they were for Yao'er, he approved them all for Mu Zishen.

As a former god of death, it is a disgraceful thing to be chilled to death by the coldest winter among the four seasons in the world!If it's really for Yao'er's good, he doesn't need to stop him.

Anyway, Yao'er was not around, so he had no need to show Mu Zishen any face, at worst, tomorrow, he would sleep in the warmest room in the Regent's Mansion, and see what Mu Zishen would do with him.

"King Shen is sincere to Miss Du. The subordinates are just trying their best to do things for him. No matter how useless it is, the subordinates must do their best for King Shen!" Miscanthus replied righteously.

Mo Qinmo jumped up from the chair, sprayed tea all over the floor, and then said to Xia'er who was waiting behind him, "See off the guests!"

Sincerely, is it possible that he is lying to Yao'er?
After seeing this winter, it will be Yao'er's 17th birthday. If he can't win Yao'er's heart by then, it will be like being sentenced to death. Who will pity him?

Thinking of this, his body was chilled, his frosty eyes condensed, and his thoughts flew as he looked out at the snow-covered scenery outside.

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Regent's House
Mu Zishen pushed out a chair with four wooden wheels, on which Du Yao's sluggish and dazed body was sitting.

As soon as Miscanthus entered Dongyuan, she recognized that the four wooden wheels below were made by Miss Ridu, and she wanted to surprise King Shen.It's just that the frame has already been broken, so why is it still perfectly placed under the chair at this moment?

He walked over and lowered his head to compose, "My lord, let the subordinates come down, you go and rest for a while."

"No need, the sun is shining today, maybe it will be good to push her out to bask in the sun." That slightly tired handsome face was already covered with a tired look, but he still didn't miss any chance.

Miscanthus moved her lips, but finally swallowed what she was going to say.

He knew that King Shen had been putting his mind on Miss Du these days. Compared with his indifferent attitude towards Miss Du before, it was a world of difference.

He didn't know the reason for this, and he couldn't ask.

It's just that Shen Wang is really attracted to her and wants to bring her back to consciousness.

"Miscanthus, there are almost no doctors who entered the mansion today. Go to the street and have a look. If the imperial list is still there, then let it go. If someone tore it up, you can post it again." He didn't believe it. At that time, all the doctors from the entire Weiyang Kingdom had already walked through the gate of his mansion.

"promise."

After seeing Miscanthus leave, he pushed Du Yao to a place where it was in direct sunlight, and took off his fur robe to cover her body.

Looking up at the place where the sun was warm, and then looking back at Du Yao with a pale face, his heart was like a sinking tree.

Seven days, a full seven days.

She was still unresponsive.

She can walk around with support, and swallow when feeding her, but why do those quack doctors all say that she is helpless?

Could this be the punishment he deserved?
If the father hadn't told her that it was she who risked the danger to inform them, so that they escaped the scheme of the third brother, he might still question her motives for approaching him.

If the concubine mother hadn't told him that she entered the palace that day to avenge the concubine mother, and after defeating Jing, he might still think that her original intentions were bad.

If she hadn't been paralyzed here now, he wouldn't have known why he had to wake her up.

Yao'er, if you can wake up and let me favor you, then why not.

Picking up the silk handkerchief beside the chair, it was Du Yao crookedly embroidered on it.

Reaching out his hand to gently wipe off the fine dust on her forehead, quietly looking at this quiet and pure face and those eyes that have lost their agility, memories are like tides, coming in waves one after another.

"Wow... Wen Xiang! Why are you being a servant girl! You see someone wants to belittle me, but you don't stop him! I don't want to live...Wow..." When he met her for the first time, she felt stupid. Foolishly treat him as a frivolous person.

"Sanggong! Are you here too?" When they met again in the red building, he passed her by.

"Take this stinky money and go as far as you can! Don't disturb our mother and daughter's lives anymore!!!" The third time they met, he missed the days when she and his mother and concubine were dependent on each other.

Later, when he met her again in Weiyang Hall, the relationship between them got out of hand.

She fell from a noble status to a servant girl in the mansion, and suffered from his cold eyes.

Then he gave it to his second brother as a singing skill. At that time, he really couldn't bear it.

　Vegetables and radishes have their own preferences, some girls like warm guys, and some girls like tall and cold guys.Everyone express their opinions, let's have a chat. As a real mother, I just need to write down the gods and goddesses in everyone's mind.Friends who like it, support it with your actions, Zuo Zuo needs motivation and energy!touch da,,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)