Concubine often travels through: the magic doctor and ugly concubine

Chapter 431 Copying Completed
In short, no matter what Nie Yuanlei said, Mo Jiuxiao just refused to agree.

Nie Yuanlei had no choice, he couldn't force Mo Jiuxiao to go!Besides, he can't force it...

"You, hurry up and go back to work! Don't always think about what you have!" Mo Jiuxiao smiled.

joke!The method Zuo Junyao came up with specially for him, he can let her do it for others?
It's a pity that Nie Yuanlei, who was so smart all his life, was so confused that he couldn't understand his thoughts.

Finally had to leave angrily.

Zuo Junyao barely slept for three days, and finally finished copying the book that the Queen Mother punished her a hundred times!
"I can't do it! My hands are already cramping!"

Zuo Junyao threw the brush away and slumped on the chair.

She doesn't want to touch the brush again in this life!

Mo Jiuxiao has been by her side for the past few days, and even eats and drinks with her in the study.

Sometimes she didn't even want to eat in order to hurry up and write, so he dragged her to eat a few bites before continuing to write.

In fact, he was worried that the medicine she had taken two days ago would break out suddenly at some point.

In the past two days, he even slept in the study, so that he could appear by her side at the first time when the poison in her body broke out.

As a result, until now she finished copying the book, but there was no movement.

What happened, why did Xuan Jiang's medicine not work?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't show it, fearing that she would be afraid.

He picked up the paper she copied and looked at it twice, frowned, and put it down again without saying anything.

This word was written, I hope the old woman will not punish her for copying it again after seeing it!
"My lord, please send me to the palace!" Zuo Junyao asked with her eyes closed, not wanting to say anything now.

"Why do you want me to go?"

She opened her eyes, sat up straight, and looked at him: "I took the medicine of Xuanjiang, that old witch must be waiting to hear the news of my death these days! If I go like this, she will see I'm fine, I'm sure I can't be angry, if I think of other ways, or let me take some other messy medicine, I may not have the good luck this time!"

"So you haven't forgotten!"

Mo Jiuxiao always thought that she hadn't mentioned this matter, and she didn't act like she was thinking about it these days. She thought she really forgot about the medicine!
"How could I forget? That's medicine! It's not a tonic, it's not a medicine for colds or diarrhea, it's poison! And it's a highly poisonous medicine! How could I forget! Maybe it will be in my body sometime When the time comes, I won’t even know how I’m going to die!”

She stood up, walked to the basin, soaked the towel, and wiped her face and hands.

Her hands and body were covered in ink stains, and she was filthy.

But she wasn't worried that there would be ink on her face, because even if there was, it probably wouldn't have any effect.

Because her face has more rich colors!
"I thought you had forgotten it. But do you know why there is no movement these days? Could the medicine be fake?"

Mo Jiuxiao took the towel she handed over and wiped his hands. The movement was as natural as if they had practiced it many times.

In fact, these few days he was here to accompany her to copy books, every time Zuo Junyao got up to wipe his face and hands, he would hand him a wet towel for him to wipe too.

After a few times, they have formed a tacit understanding, and their movements are as natural as a couple who have lived for many years.

(End of this chapter)