Evil Doctor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 37
The breeze blows up the hair of the man sitting quietly in the middle with a black hairband loosely tied at the tail, revealing a strand of silver that is rippling unscrupulously, matching his gorgeous brocade suit, as graceful as a fairy but exuding an incomparable Noble and proud.A pair of brown eyes with indifferent light fell lightly on a notice in front of him, the corners of his lips were raised majestically, and his slender fingertips were involuntarily clenched slightly.

mentally retarded!

Besides the drawing of a skeleton next to his seal, these two words are also written on it... mental retardation!
She actually said so blatantly that he, the majestic Eighth Prince of Beiyan Kingdom, is mentally retarded?Moreover, this ugly monster even posted a notice on the notice board next to the city gate, how many people have witnessed that Mo Junhuang is mentally retarded?How could he look mentally handicapped from top to bottom?
A burst of anger instantly occupied Mo Junhuang's thoughts. He stared at the woman on the portrait, wishing he could tear her apart immediately!
"Why do starlings get so angry because of a painting?" A fair hand gently clasped the handle of the pot, and then lifted it to fill the three empty jade cups in front of him.

The voice was elegant and beautiful, as soft as a woman's, but with a hint of flirting.He was dressed in an elegant green robe, tied around his waist with a belt inlaid with emeralds, highlighting his perfect figure.Fair cheeks, deep black eyebrows, and white teeth exude a touch of elegance.

"Could it be the first day Thirteenth Brother met Lao Ba, and I'm afraid he's the first person who can provoke him. How can he not be angry?" The man sitting opposite smiled slightly, teasingly. "Old Ba has always looked down on any woman, I wonder if this woman will make you change your mind?"

"Didn't the Sixth Brother hit the point, I guess the Myna is also thinking about it now, right?" The Thirteenth Prince Mo Wuyou tore off a purple grape and put it in his mouth, holding his chin in agreement.

"Change your mind?" Mo Junhuang's cold eyes turned slightly, even he himself could feel the displeasure between his teeth, and turned to look at the sixth prince Mo Xie who had been smiling faintly. "Want to die once?"

Change your mind, what a mess!

The indifferent voice is full of absolute orders. If it were someone else, they would definitely feel scared. However, Mo Xie and Mo Wuyou, who have been friends with Mo Junhuang since childhood, saw Mo Junhuang like this, not only did not have any fear, but felt Mo Junhuang's mood at the moment is quite amused.

"Look, didn't you just take the two of us for surgery?" Mo Xie sighed and shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face.

The sixth prince, Mo Xie, was dressed in an orthodox light yellow brocade suit, with a sense of calmness in his manner, and his black hair was combed back to look full and full of vitality.He straightened his back, gently pinched a jade cup with his fingertips, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, which was generous and polite.

"However, I am still not convinced that there will be such a woman who blatantly faces the seal of the majestic eighth prince, draws a skeleton, and resolutely leaves the word 'mentally retarded'. Does this mean that myna is 'mentally retarded'? Can't you?" The old thirteenth Mo Wuyou is as famous as he is, he is always carefree, and he always feels that he can't find the "handle" of Mo Junhuang on weekdays. Now that there is something funny, he doesn't want to let it go easily. down. "Sixth brother, if you say something reasonable, isn't this woman very unique?"

"It has a certain personality. It seems to be declaring war on the eighth brother. I really want to see if it is as plain as the painting." Mo Xie glanced at Mo Junhuang, whose expression was becoming more and more indifferent, and said maliciously. Smiling, "How about eighth brother, give me the 50 taels, and I will be responsible for arresting her?"

"Shut up!" Something grew bigger and bigger in Mo Junhuang's heart, and it was about to burst, making him want to find a place to vent for a while. This damn woman is so arrogant?
"Okay, shut up." Mo Xie had the demeanor of a big brother, and patted Mo Junhuang on the shoulder as if in relief, but his eyes fell on the notice again involuntarily.

Mo Xie grew up with Mo Junhuang since he was a child, so he naturally understands Mo Junhuang's temperament. He is a rampant person that even King Mo Ning doesn't care about. It's not a big surprise to be so angry by a notice sent back.Furthermore, that woman actually managed to find a way to post the notice on the city gate list, which was witnessed by many people. Such a 'cruel' revenge method that hit the target once, for the always proud Mo Junhuang , is not a small excitement!
And that day, Mo Junhuang suddenly found him, and the scene of asking him to make a painting still seemed to be floating in front of his eyes...

It was still a sunny afternoon, Mo Junhuang faced Mo Xie with a brush and said indifferently: "Make a portrait of me and put it on the notice board."

"Ah, who can let you do it yourself?" Mo Xie was surprised when he met Mo Junhuang for the first time and asked him to draw a picture and put it on the notice board. "Give me an accurate description?"

"The hair is like a waterfall, and the figure is slender." Frowning slightly, Mo Junhuang seems to be thinking about something, "The eyebrows are dark, the eyes are as bright as stars, a little cold and weird, and the lips are soft and pink Dressed in white."

"Well, it sounds like a very beautiful woman." Mo Xie dipped the tip of his pen in ink. How could such a woman offend the cruel Mo Junhuang?
Before Mo Xie could figure it out, he lightly pinched his sleeves and was about to write, but was stopped by Mo Junhuang.

Is that all there is to it?No, her eyelashes are as thick as a fan, her skin is like frost, her fingertips are long and slender, and she has a strange fruity fragrance on her body.She approached him, with a strange warmth, close to his cold body... Thinking about it, Mo Junhuang snorted coldly for no reason, she is an ugly monster, an ugly turtle, a 'rookie' like him, Mo Junhuang, what kind of women are not beautiful!

"Slow!" There was a chill between Mo Junhuang's brows, as if there were countless black mist surrounding him, with a sense of evil from hell. "Hair quality is unbeatable."

"This, vulnerable means..." Mo Xie was a little dizzy.

"It's relatively few." Mo Junhuang said indifferently. "And the back eyelashes are thin and short, and it looks very hateful and evil!" What kind of weirdness is clearly caused by an evil heart!

"Uh... about this looks horrible, how should I draw it?" Mo Xie was speechless for a moment, looking at Mo Junhuang who was still indifferent, but felt that he was sulking like a child.Needless to say, it must be the woman in this painting, but who is this woman who would make Mo Junhuang like this?
(End of this chapter)