The koi genius doctor has space

Chapter 831 Hit the back of your head (2)

Mu Xi said angrily: "Who hasn't passed a little bit, the Ahe you like, didn't you also like a scholar before? I've heard of it."

Ding Sheng drank the soup in his hand in disappointment. It was not tasty at first, but now it tasted like chewing wax, and said: "But she doesn't like me, you are much better than me."

Mu Xi patted the back of Ding Sheng's head and said, "We are in the same boat, so if you have any difficulties here, you can come to me."

Ding Sheng was very moved, but asked curiously: "Your Majesty, are you comforting me?"

"Yes." Mu Xi patted the back of Ding Sheng's head again and said, "Can't you see it?"

Ding Sheng sniffed his nose. It was night and it was a little cold. He said his thoughts: "But I feel like you are patting the back of the head, just like a father patting his son's head. Can you stop comforting others like this in the future? It's pretty cool." irritating."

Mu Xi was stunned, this is so right.

His father, Prince Mu, likes to pat him on the back of the head like this. Every time he sits with his father, he must face to face, so that he can defend himself, otherwise he will end up talking with a tumor on the back of his head if he sits next to him.

"I just learned from my father."

"The prince always hits you on the back of the head?" Ding Sheng asked.

"Yeah, just hit me for a word, and hit me for a small action." Mu Xi didn't know why, but later found out that it was the day his mother died, and he hammered the table for a whole day.

Later, every time I missed my mother, I would knock on the table.

Now, I don't want to be a mother.

But every time he speaks, he will habitually hit someone.

He also got used to it.

Ding Sheng sighed, he should stay away from Xiaojun Wang in the future, he really deserves to be a father and son, who failed to make contributions, but don't become cerebral palsy, Ahe will look down on him even more.

After eating, everyone was assigned, and went back to the built shabby house to sleep.

There are more than a dozen people in one bed. When the night is late and the wind is blowing, they just cover up with a quilt. Sometimes they want to hug each other to keep warm, but no one complains. They all come voluntarily.

Princess Jin not only gave them food, but also gave their wives and children food, clothing and housing. She also gave them service to the country, making contributions, and fulfilling their youthful aspirations.

What right do they have to complain about?

They are satisfied and satisfied, they will train hard and try to become a powerful master for a month.

Ding Sheng was dragged over to use him as a quilt. Seeing that he was about to touch the man's mouth, he immediately threw away his hand. Hearing the man muttering how could the quilt run away, he got out of bed gently and took out a hairpin.

Aho's hairpin.

It wasn't from Ah Ho.

He stole it.

In order to have a thought, Ding Sheng looked at the moon and hid his hairpin deeply in front of his chest. After he went back, he hoped that Ahe would look up to him. Not only would he be glib, but he could also become a very powerful person.

Ding Sheng: Moon, I want to dream of Ah He tonight.

Moon: Don't worry, those who are caring will surely be successful.

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This morning, when Ah He went to pack her things, she saw Yunchun leaning against the tree and sighing. She went over to ask, but Yunchun gave her a blank stare. She was puzzled, but Yunchun was so sure that something happened to Ding Sheng.

Instead of opening the shop, she turned around and went to Ding Sheng's room.

No one is empty.

The quilts were neatly folded, and the room seemed to have been ransacked. If he didn't know that this was Ding Sheng's room, he might have thought that no one lived here.

There was an opened letter on the table, Yunchun presumably read it in advance.

Ahe suppressed his curiosity and excitement, picked it up, and there were only four words written on it, and Ding Sheng didn't know a few words, so it was already very difficult to write these words.

Aho:

wait for me.

(End of this chapter)