Prince is So Good At Love

Su Yao stoops to pick up Su Qian, who is in a coma. Mu Yunxi picks up a wooden plate from the side and smashes it at Su Yao. His body tilts and he falls down.

If Mu Yunxi doesn't, Mo Wentian will do the same. As a doctor, he can understand this feeling.

After solving Su Yao's problem, Mu Yunxi precisely cuts Su Qian's left abdomen and opens a small hole. When she finds the rotten meat hidden inside, she cuts it off

The next step is mu Yunxi's best sewing needle. The operation is finally over. Fortunately, it passed safely.

Mo Wentian wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was also worried. He looked at the dusk Yunxi, and Mo Wentian was shocked.

I didn't expect her to be so calm.

Mu Yunxi arranges all the things in the medicine box, and then twists a towel to help Su Qian wash her face.

Looking at the person who has been cured by herself, her heart is more and more calm, some cheering and cheering.

Maybe this is the so-called sense of achievement.

The room is full of bloody smell. Don't ask the sky to open the door and go out for a breath. Dusk Yunxi sits by the bed and observes Su Qian.

At the moment of turning around, a strong palm suddenly grabbed her neck, and a dark and fierce voice came from behind: "why did you kill Xiaoqian? I trust you so much, but you want to kill my relatives. I want you to bury Xiaoqian with me! "

Dusk Yun Xi clasps the iron wall that is pinching his neck, only feel breathing a little bit dry, hard to make a little sound.

"Put Hand No... "

But Su Yao has been possessed, looking at Su Qian on the bed full of despair.

Xiaoqian, wait, my brother will go down to accompany you after killing this killer

Suddenly, the door is suddenly kicked open. Mo Wentian looks at the scene in front of him in shock. He quickly pulls out the silver needle in his arms and shoots it at Su Yao's neck. He points his anesthesia point, and Su Yao suddenly falls down.

"Princess!" Mo Wentian's voice is a little nervous. There is an obvious strangulation mark on Mu Yunxi's neck

Mo Wentian rushes to Su Yao and kicks him away. If he doesn't come in time, Mu Yunxi will be killed.

Think of just that scene, his heart is angry, also want to go up to kill him, but behind him came Mu Yunxi hoarse voice: "don't ask the sky, first give the antidote to Su Qian, I'll tell you about him."

Good intentions save people, but the hand that feeds the hand that feeds the hand.

Don't ask naive don't want to waste the hands of the antidote, heart reluctantly give the antidote to Suqian.

Mu Yunxi took a sip of the tea cup on the table and said, "it's funny to say. I just wanted to cut Su Qian's abdomen open with scissors and take out the carrion inside. Su Yao thought I was going to kill her, so he was so excited to pinch me."

"It's so unpromising for such a mess. When he wakes up, we must teach him a good lesson." Mo Wentian was very angry and broke his fingers.

Dusk Yun Xi looked at the sky and said, "teach me a lesson! It's time to go back, too. "

There is an empty room in the medicine shop. Urged by Mu Yunxi, Mo Wentian and uncle Rong greet each other and settle down Su Yao and Su Qian.

Mo Wentian looks at the two lying down angrily. He really wants to end them. If he goes back, he will be furious if he sees the scar on the princess's neck.

Rongji's trip to the herbal medicine shop ended in Wulong. The faces of several people were not very good. Mu Yunxi twisted his neck. Although it didn't matter, he felt a burst of hot pain.

"That Is my neck ugly? " Mu Yunxi covers her neck, because it's spring now, and she wears low collar clothes. In order to avoid misunderstanding, she asks Mo Wentian to help find a silk scarf to take with her.

"Princess, if my subordinates don't want to see it on purpose, it's just that the red mark on your neck is too obvious. It's estimated that the Lord will be furious again after you go back."

Mo Wentian thinks of Dongfang Yi's love for mu Yunxi now. If he knows the truth, he must be blamed. He is the first one to blame.

Mo Wentian sighed, thinking about the punishment later.

Dusk Yun Xi squint at Mo Wentian, and it's funny to see that he's so scared that his soul is scattered.

"It's none of your business, and if you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows?"

"If the Lord asks, I will tell you the truth." Don't ask the way of heaven.

It's too easy for the princess to think. If she can hide from the Lord so easily, is he worth my help?

Perhaps this kind of thing for the princess is a simple thing, but for him, it is a big event at any time, asking the princess to sing a long song is in vain.

Dusk Yun Xi coldly swept Mo Wentian one eye, feel that he is afraid that the world is not chaotic.

In the sky outside the Imperial Palace, a row of wild geese flew by. Dongfang Yiwei squinted and looked up at the blue sky. Step by step, he stepped steadily on the ground and walked up the stairs like a cloud.

The golden tread was stepped down the stairs by his hook like shoes.Back to the palace, the moon has been hanging high, hazy and beautiful moonlight on the ground.

When Dongfang Yi enters the main hall, Mu Yunxi is making a dish. As soon as he sees him, he pulls him in and points to some burnt dishes on the table: "these are my skills. Please sit down and have a taste."

Dongfang Yi takes a look at these dishes. Although they taste scorched, he feels at home.

Every day when they go home, a person they love sits in front of a steaming meal, and they go through life hand in hand

"Don't do that in the future. You are the princess." Dongfang Yi takes her hand and sits on the chair. All these dishes are his favorite.

"You've been to the palace so long, I'll pour you a glass of wine." Dusk Yunxi patted him on the shoulder, conveniently took the next glass, poured a cup, mellow wine gas scattered, fragrance in this room.

Dongfang Yi doesn't know what medicine she sells in the gourd. Without saying a word, she drinks it all in one gulp with her glass. When she turns to her side, her eyes catch a glimpse of a gauze scarf on her neck. She can't help wondering.

"Why are you wearing this today?" Dongfang Yi stroked her neck with a big hand and gently pulled the silk scarf, as if it was going to be pulled off as soon as she tried.

Dusk Yun Xi carelessly return a way: "the weather is a bit cool, put on."

Dongfang Yi chuckles and gives her a drumstick. Spring is waning. Sooner or later, it will be cooler. Unconsciously, they have been married for a year.

"Just a few ministers in the court sent some Sichuan brocade. I asked qiao'er and mother Lou to cut some skirts for you." Dongfang Yi hugs Mu Yunxi's waist. He's very thin. He's not satisfied with it. It's better to be fat.

"Good," he said with a smile