The emperor's husband is difficult to raise: the cold palace counterattack

Chapter 173: Gong Mo 2
Thinking of this, Mo'er shook her head, turned around slowly, walked in front of the man again, put her hand in front of his nose, felt the faint heat with her fingers, and Mo'er was overjoyed that he was not dead yet.

But how can I save him if he is not dead? Forget about sending the Buddha to the west, Mo'er squatted down and put the man's hands on her back, stood up with difficulty and walked to her home.

The tired Mo'er sweated like a waterfall, and complained: "Hey, when you wake up, you must buy me delicious food, but you don't have much money, so you should know how to do it." , make me something to eat."

Before Mo'er could continue, a voice sounded like a millennium-year-old ice: "I can't do it." Mo'er was startled and fell to the ground. .

Mo'er turned her head slowly and saw that the man was being pressed to the ground by herself, Mo'er stood up quickly when she saw this, it was really a sin, a sin, she smiled apologetically and said: "Hey, are you all right, you can't blame me, who is it?" You pretended to be dead and made a sudden noise, you didn’t know that people were scary and scared to death.”

Without answering, Mo'er squatted down and stretched out her hand to detect his breath again, only to find that it was weaker than before. Could it be that the sentence just now was a flashback?Thinking of Mo'er felt like carrying him back again.

Mo'er finally arrived at her home after walking and stopping for half an hour. After putting the man down gently, Mo'er went forward and opened the door, and then dragged the man in.

Yes, that's right, it was procrastination, she was seriously exhausted now, and after taking a few breaths, Mo'er put the man on the bed, then went out and fetched a basin of water.

She had to clean his face first, took the veil and gently wiped off the dirt on his face, revealing his original appearance, Mo'er's hand holding the veil froze suddenly, oh my god ,Is that human being?

He is simply an evildoer, with a clear and fair face, a sharp and cold handsome face, long and thick eyelashes under the closed eyes, thick eyebrows, a high nose, and a beautiful lip shape, Mo'er can't help but He swallowed his saliva.

Compared to Mu Yuchen, this person is even worse. It seems that he saved a beautiful man, but when he saw the blood-red foam on his chest, he remembered that he was injured.

Recalling the plot on TV, Mo Er picked up the scissors beside him and cut off the skirt of his chest. An arrowhead only a few centimeters in length was still stuck in it, and the blood was still bright red. Fortunately, the arrow was not poisonous.

She stroked the arrowhead tremblingly, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, and pulled it out. Blood sprayed all over her face, suppressing the nausea in her heart, Mo'er picked up the gauze that had been prepared and wrapped it around him to stop it. Blood.

Seeing that the blood had almost stopped, Mo'er breathed a sigh of relief, and sat directly on the ground panting heavily, bead-sized beads of sweat protruding from his forehead.

After a little relief, Mo'er got up and poured a glass of water for the man to feed. Although most of the water was not fed, it was good to drink a little. After drinking a glass, he went to the kitchen.

She was hungry anyway, so she didn't eat lunch, thinking that he should have woken up after cooking. Fortunately, there was still rice in the kitchen. As for the vegetables, she just picked some from the soil.

After finishing the meal, Mo'er went to the pigsty to see Little Bajie, and when he went there, there was no other Little Bajie, all of them had grown up, but Mo'er could still recognize Little Bajie, no, It's Big Bajie.

Because there is a tuft of black hair on his head, Mo'er can recognize it at a glance. Seeing that there is still pig food in the trough, Mo'er knows that Uncle Chen should have come to feed them. He went back to the kitchen and brought the food to the house.

(End of this chapter)