The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

He calmed down and glanced slowly at Jing Baguio. The somber voice asked: "Where have you taken her?"

Jing Baiyao hesitated for a moment, and carefully returned: "No, I didn't go there. Brother, let's take a walk in the palace. Later, I said that she was tired, so I came back to sleep with me."

Jing Baiyao explained what he and Mo Yan did when he was in the palace. Jing Muhan's face became more and more gloomy. He coldly ordered: "Get out!"

Jing Baiyao's lost eyes glanced at Jing Muhan, and he worriedly glanced at the woman on the bed, and finally went out with a dismay.

Soon, Chu Cheng came with four or five faculty members. After looking at the faculty members, they concluded that they were poisoned. But couldn't find out what poison was in the end.

Jing Mu was so anxious that he ordered all the great doctors to blast out.

Four hours passed, and when it was Yelizi, Jing Muhan was worried about Mo Yan, so he even avoided dinner, always watching Mo Yan with her.

Finally, after more than four hours, the strange Mo Beicheng hurried over. He reminded everyone to go out, Jing Muhan was uneasy and stayed firmly to watch. Mo Beicheng is in the power of Jing Muhan and can only give up and let Jing Muhan stay in the house.

Just glanced at Mo Yan, he knew what happened to Mo Yan, he took out a few silver needles from the pill box that he carried, and pierced Mo Yan's head.

Soon, black blood came out slowly along the silver needle. Jing Muhan looked at this scene with a look of terror, and saw Mo Beicheng's solemn look, so he did not disturb him. Just stare at it.

The time of Yixiang's time passed, Mo Yi still did not have a trace of movement. An hour passed, and Mo Beicheng's forehead also showed dense and fine sweat. Jing Muhan couldn't wait to ask in a low voice: "What happened to her?"

Mo Beicheng frowned, whispering in his mouth, "This stinky girl, obviously got poisoned by fire, even gave the cold silkworm that was hard to get to the boy of Ye Yunjin!"

After talking, I walked to the bed and stared at Mo Yan, hating iron and steel: "This is all right, your own poison has relapsed, my husband looks at you in the future! If I can't find the silkworm again, my husband deserves it The white hair was sent by the black hair! Hey! You girl, you usually lack the mind, how can it be related to your life, so so indifferent! "

What did Jing Muhan hear? He stared at Mo Yan, and glanced at Mo Beicheng again, with a low voice, and asked, "What did you say? She was poisoned by fire?"

"Yeah! There is still a year left, but it seems that the poison has come early!"

"You said she gave Ye Yunjin the silkworm?"

"Huh! This girl is just heartless and heartless! Knowing that there is only one cold silkworm, and she can save her life, she gave it to Ye Yunjin! Now, the old man can only suppress the fire poison temporarily, thinking It's hard to untie it! "

What Mo Beicheng said later, Jing Muhan didn't listen to him, he only knew that this little woman gave him his life-saving medicine! No wonder he has lost the cold in his body ever since he was inexplicably rescued by this little woman, and often notices a strange force moving in his body.

The sight fell on Mo Yan, Jing Muhan clenched his fists tightly, and he said to Mo Beicheng with a deep voice: "My King is watching her here."

Mo Beicheng naturally heard Jing Muhan's meaning. He had suppressed the fire poison anyway, and he was fine here, so he took out his medicine box and left the room.

Jing Muhan sat next to the bed, holding Mo Yan's hand tightly, and a bitter smile arose at the corner of his mouth. Under the silver mask, he could not see his expression at the moment, but the soft and clear eyes in his eyes revealed him How sad at the moment!

His throat tightened, and a low voice said, "Fool, my king's body can hold up!"

Mo Yan on the bed frowned, and seemed to have a bad dream. Jing Muhan reached out and put her fingertips on her brows to smooth her brows.

"My lord won't let you be okay."

A very shallow smile appeared on the corner of Mo's mouth, and it fell into Jing Muhan's eyes so beautiful.

One night, Jing Muhan didn't close his eyes and kept staring at Mo Yan, his eyes never looked away. Outside the door, Jing Baguio had already slept on the ground leaning on a pillar. Chu Cheng saw the petite figure curled up in the corner, sighed slightly, and flew down, hugged Jing Baguio carefully, and quickly left.

The next day, Mo Yan moved his finger, Jing Muhan noticed, and hurriedly asked, "How's it going?"

Mo Yan opened his mouth, speechless. Thirsty.

Jing Muhan was in the same place, looking at Mo Yan, wondering what she wanted to express. Mo Yan could not help but whimpered, who was to let this arrogant prince serve her?

With a look of disapproval, he glanced at Jing Muhan, and slowly pointed his finger at the kettle on the table. "Water, water!"

Jing Muhan then reacted, quickly got up, and poured a glass of water to Mo's mouth.

Mo Yan gave a cold glance at the clumsy man again. If she didn't sit up, how could she drink?

Eyes fell on Jing Muhan, reminding him to lift himself up to drink water. As a result, Jing Muhan was worried for a while, and said, "Can't I drink?"

Mo Yan nodded slightly, how to drink while lying down!

A few words lingered in my heart, and my eyes just moved to Jing Muhan, but I felt that my lips were cold and my mouth was wet. Mo Yan stared at his intimate and handsome face with his eyes wide open, and he paused for a moment, "Grunting" swallowing sound, Jing Muhan's inexplicable throbbing, rejoicing.

Looking at Mo Yan's eyes also became much gentler in an instant.

And Mo Yan has petrified, she drank Jing Muhan's saliva! !! Ah ah ah ~ Mo Yan, who is almost crazy, can't speak, his throat is dry and uncomfortable, and Jing Muhan's eyes almost eat Jing Muhan.

Jing Muhan frowned. "Fine or not?"

Mo Yan shook his head, and Jing Muhan took another sip of water into his mouth, leaned over, and fed it into Mo Yan's mouth. Mo Yan took precautions this time, so she closed her lips tightly to avoid drinking Jing Muhan's saliva again.

But how could Jing Muhan give her a chance? The soft and cold tongue pried open her shell teeth, and the sweet water slid down the throat into the stomach again. Mo Yan struggled hard, but hit the soft place. The whole body suddenly became numb. A wonderful feeling came to my mind, and my head went blank for a moment.

Jing Muhan lost his mind at the moment of being moved by Mo Yan. He threw the cup under his feet, tightly restrained Mo Yan ’s arms, and closed his eyes and tentatively slid deeper.