The medical concubine: Cold-faced king spoils his wife deeply

Jun Mu Chen really can't think of what kind of grace can make people ignore their own safety?

"Gan Lin, how are we friends?" His dark eyes didn't see the bottom and asked calmly.

Gan Lin's heart is full of alarm bells. He slowly puts down his glass, but he doesn't laugh.

As long as a person of high status asks so, nine times out of ten he wants the other party to pay for his life.

He hasn't lived enough!

"You are my patient. I won't let you die. That's what my master told me. You treat me very well. " Gan Lin said cautiously,

He would not promise anything easily, but once he promised others, he would never go back. For example, Jun Mu Chen was his promise to master's water boating.

Jun Mu Chen sighed softly, "so who is willing to be ready for you at any time?"

Gan Lin laughed: "if you are a soul stirring woman, I think I am willing to give up this life."

Peony flowers die, ghosts are also romantic. This is in line with his character and does not waste his romantic nature.

Jun Mu Chen disdained and said, "if I were really a woman, I would never see a person like you who shows mercy everywhere."

Gan Lin smiled: "you admire Chen. People are not romantic and waste the youth. It's a pity to have your beautiful skin bag and your rich and glorious life."

Prince Yun's residence is really deserted. There is no singing and dancing, no noise and prosperity. It's really quiet and quiet.

Jun Mu Chen shook his head: "if I indulge like you, I'm afraid I won't live to this day."

Ganlin is silent. Jun Mu Chen's body is a big trouble. He can only be like an ascetic monk.

"Wait for a chance. I'll invite Ling Yun over. Maybe he really has the power to return to heaven!" Gan Lin's infinite admiration for this man, even though he can't touch his mind, aren't all masters unfathomable?

The snow stopped, the wind stopped, it was late at night, the last glass of wine went into the throat, and the banquet dispersed.

They talked for a while, made a noise for a while, and sighed for a while. They were both slightly drunk.

"Mr. Gan, please take a rest outside the bedroom. I'm sleepy for days. I'll have a good rest tonight." Zhao Feng is surrounded by his attendants, who are not undressed these days, for fear of making a mistake.

Now that the rain came, he immediately relaxed.

With the little miracle doctor, he can sleep safely tonight.

"Think of the United States. I'm tired of driving nonstop for days." Gan Lin is never easy to talk.

If a beautiful woman hears the request of soft language, it is another matter.

Zhao Feng smiled, "master Gan, it's hard work. With you, the whole cloud palace can be at ease."

This was very useful. Gan Lin smiled, thought about it, and finally nodded.

Well, with your own company, if Jun Muchen is ill, it is also convenient for timely treatment.

Lying on the bed, Jun Mu Chen was sleepless. Outside, there was a uniform and shallow breathing sound, and the sweet rain had entered a sweet dream.

It's nice that this man is always carefree.

Jun Mu Chen suddenly wanted to see Liu Ruoxi. Now the girl has fulfilled her wish. She doesn't have to rely on others. She wants to be very happy.

He sat up and put on his outer shirt. On such a night, his brocade robe was inconspicuous.

For fear of disturbing the rain, he quietly went out through the window and didn't disturb the guards in the house. After a few rises and falls, he jumped over the high wall and disappeared into the quiet night.

The ground is a layer of snow, a vast expanse of white. With enough eyesight, you can see it far away.

He ran alone in the snow, but left almost no footprints.

Suddenly, the dark shadow flashed in front of me, as if someone had flashed by.

Jun Mu Chen frowned slightly. Is there anyone who can't sleep as hard as him at such a night?

His lightness skills were really taught by his master. Although the man was also very fast, his mind moved and he followed, not far or near, just in his own field of vision.

The man dressed around and soon came to a mansion. But he walked around the mansion a few times, didn't go in, but he wasn't ready to leave.

Is this the Liu family? Jun Muchen was stunned. It wouldn't be so coincidence. Did you meet a thief?

Did this guy come to rob his house on a snowy night?

Jun Mu Chen stared at him firmly.

The man walked around the Shangshu mansion, looked up at the sky, looked down as if he was planning something, and then went straight to the alley not far away.

Jun Mu Chen reached into his arms and took some concealed weapons. That direction was Liu Ruoxi's new home. Did the big trees attract the wind, and the peaceful Marquis house set up the gate again to attract other people's attention?

His face was as cold as ice and snow. If this man dared to make Liu Ruoxi's idea, he would die.

The man still walked around the mansion a few times, nodded and whispered something.

Jun Mu Chen can't understand it. This man looks very strange. He doesn't look like someone who steals property or misbehaves.

Just kept looking up at the dark sky, then took a look at the yard where Liu Ruoxi lived, nodded from time to time, and then shook his head.

After staying about two quarters of an hour, he went in the other direction. Jun Muchen also followed him. He didn't want to let go even if he wasn't bad for Liu Ruoxi.

He deliberately increased his steps, and there was a slight sound on the snow. The man seemed to be surprised, looked back, jumped up, and ran away like an arrow.

Jun Mu Chen's lips rose and his feet moved slightly, which gradually narrowed the distance between the two people.

The man was a little flustered, but no matter how fast he accelerated, Jun Mu Chen was always not far or near behind him, only a few steps away.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the people behind him for a moment, the man simply stopped, generously turned the car, and asked coldly, "who is your excellency? What do you want with me? "

Jun Mu Chen was stunned. He didn't think he was so righteous.

Being a thief is not empty. It's good to hide your mind!

He snorted coldly, "the main road faces the sky and goes half way. Maybe we're just on the same road."

The casual reasons are too compelling to be convincing. The man slightly avoided his body and stretched out his hand, "then your excellency, please first."

Jun Mu Chen did not move, but looked at the man with the white light of the snow.

A very young man, only in his twenties, tied his dark hair high and pinned it with a wooden hairpin.

Slender eyebrows, handsome eyes, straight nose, a thin lip, very elegant and durable, but when looking at people, two black eyes "chatter" keep turning, with five or six points of cunning.

The man couldn't stop looking at Jun Mu Chen, and his eyes gradually showed a look of surprise.