Ugly Girl Becomes Arrogant Princess

Even though Mo Beichen doesn't want to leave at this time, he doesn't dare to make fun of Su Yueru's life. Wei Changqing is gentle on the surface, but cold as a stone in heart. If it wasn't for his step-by-step guidance and step-by-step planning, it would not have been so miserable.

Back two steps, heavy hum, expressed his dissatisfaction, then turned and walked out.

At this moment, he changed his anxious appearance and asked someone to move a chair. He just sat at the door and waited, folded his legs, with a cup of tea in his hand. He did not let go of his clenched hands. He let the cup of hot tea become cold, and the servant girl replaced it with a new one, and continued to change from hot to cold.

It's getting dark, and the long black suit is coming.

Mo Beichen only feels that sitting for a moment more is suffering. He can't know the situation inside.

Man Li knew his master's temperament. The more anxious he was in his heart, the calmer he was on the surface.

"Sir, you have been guarding for a long time. Why don't you take a rest? There are subordinates guarding here."

Mo Beichen slowly opened his eyes, and saw that his eyes were full of blood. For a moment, people felt that he was a little shocking.

"Yeh..."

"Well, go and have a rest."

Man Li smacked his mouth and retreated to one side. I'm afraid that as long as the man inside is safe, I will move.

At the same time, three people passed by in the swamp. An old man with a white beard was holding a crutch with a gourd pinned to it. He was dressed in a broad robe and couldn't hold it up. A man dressed as a bodyguard was wearing a long white shirt with sleeves and a sword in his hand.

It seems that the woman is not big. She is about sixteen or seventeen years old. She is dressed in a blue dress, with a veil on her face and a string of bells hanging around her waist. She is tinkling on the road and has a pair of pointed shoes on her feet, which is quite western style.

That woman is also a lively and active person. She jumps three times when she walks, and the bell on her waist is even more "Ding Ling Ding".

All of a sudden, the woman pointed to something A, surprised ran past, slightly lowered the head to see, suddenly turn a head to another two people to call a way.

"Master, brother Dugu, come and see. There is a clay figurine here."

"Clay figurines?"

The old man and the man who was called brother Dugu came over. The old man was stunned. He raised his crutch and knocked on the woman's head.

"It's not a clay figurine. It's a person. I think it's dead."

"No, master. You see, his hand is moving."

Lonely holding the sword said.

The woman tilted her head a little. As soon as she turned her eyes, she snatched the crutch from the old man.

"Master, lend it to me."

"What do you do, yun'er?"

"Save people, master, you don't always teach us to be kind. Saving one life is better than building a seven level putu."

That wench finish saying then stretched out the crutch in the hand.

"Hey, if you're still alive, grab the crutch and I'll pull you up."

"You He's a stranger

The old man puffed his toad like mouth and said angrily.

He turned his head and looked at Dugu. He wanted to ask for his help, but the man reached out to help the woman and said.

"I think yun'er is right."

……

It was late at night when Wei Changqing came out. The jujube red wooden door slowly opened to both sides. Wei Changqing's face was pale, and his waist was slightly arched. If he hadn't been supported by Liufu, he might have been a little unsteady, and his lips were not a bit bloody.

"How are you?"

Mo Beichen almost immediately jumped up from the chair, stepped forward two steps, asked urgently.

"It's OK. The fever has faded. I should wake up early tomorrow morning."

Mo North Chen is carrying of heart this just put down, turn a head to quite leave to say.

"Arrange for Mr. Wei to have a rest and send him back to his house early tomorrow morning."

After that, he didn't stay any longer. He turned over Wei Changqing and walked straight inside. After three or two steps, he stepped to the bedside. The smell of blood in the room had not dissipated, and although the people on the bed were still pale and bloodless, they still didn't have the same color as before.

Mo Beichen holds her hand carefully, and his heart is angry and annoyed.

"Open the window and put on a bunch of fresh flowers."

He remembered that she didn't like the smell of blood.

"Yes..."

The servant girls answered, then opened the window lightly, and soon put on a bunch of fresh flowers.

Mo Beichen leaned on the head of the bed and quietly looked at the people lying on the bed. From time to time, he stretched out his hand to explore the temperature of her forehead.

Wei Changqing stood at the door, looking at the urgent man. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and suddenly he coughed violently. His coughing waist was shrunk into a ball. The green tendons on his forehead burst out because of coughing, and the beads of sweat fell down his forehead.

"Young master Young master, how are you... "Liu Fu quickly took out a red porcelain vase from his sleeve, poured out a blue pill and put it into Wei Changqing's mouth.

"The room is ready, sir. Let's have a night's rest in the mansion."

Wei Changqing let off steam and waved his hand.

"No, there are still some things to deal with. The girl should be all right. It won't hurt to drink the medicine for another two days according to the prescription I left behind."

"I'll see you off, sir."

Man Li saw that he couldn't beat the man, so he said in a voice.

Wei Changqing waved his hand, "no need."

Then he walked out with the help of Liufu.

But as soon as he stepped out of the mansion, Wei Changqing's feet softened and fell to the ground. If it wasn't for Liufu's help, he would have made the whole person fall to the ground, and he would have endured the fishy sweetness in his mouth.

"Young master..."

He waved his hand and stood up with Liufu. The carriage had already stopped at the door. Wei Changqing quickly got on the carriage and leaned against the wall of the carriage. Liufu quickly pulled the tiger skin to cover him and leaned the brazier against him.

"Young master, your body and bones are not good at all. Recently, you have been infected with cold. Now you give Miss Su the thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum that is hanging on your life. It takes so much energy to inject for Miss Su..."

"Many words, let Mingyue prepare medicine soup, I go back to soak a bubble will not matter."

Slow slow, Wei Changqing said.

Liu Fu shriveled his mouth, lifted the curtain and said something to the driver before retreating.

……

The next day, when the sky turned white, the talents on the bed woke up, their eyelids moved and opened slowly. What they saw was a magnified, slightly tired and gaunt face, with black eyes and blue beard on their chin.

"Are you awake?"

It seems no surprise that she will wake up. Mo Beichen says in a low voice, and then turns to tell the servant girl to bring up the medicine that has been hot.

Su Yueru frowned slightly. Seeing the bowl of medicinal juice, she felt bitter in her mouth.