Gold Medal Hunter: The Charming Concubine and the King's Heart

Yun Erge had already made up her mind. She watched Mo Zixuan walk into the room again with the medicine bowl he was holding, and carefully applied the medicine on her instep. The cold touch and gentle movements were afraid of hurting her.

The pain on Yun Elegy's feet gradually faded away, and she suddenly felt a warmth in her heart.

Bah bah bah, Mo Zixuan is her target, she can't be emotional!

She really wanted to ask this guy if he really knew that she wanted to kill him?

What Mo Zixuan just said was clearly a warning to her!

But now he is still so attentive, as if nothing has ever happened in the room.

What kind of animal is this person? It’s so outrageous!

Because of the injury on his foot, Yun Elegy could only stay in the room these days, while Mo Zixuan seemed to have disappeared again these days.

Based on Yun Elegy's intuition, she knew that Mo Zixuan was definitely not a loser as everyone said. He was not only very shrewd but also thoughtful.

And maybe there is some hidden skill.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Mo Ziliang to fail again and again, and Mo Zixuan would always disappear inexplicably for a few days. These suspicious things made Yun Erge not to take Mo Zixuan lightly.

Mo Ziliang wanted to kill him so much. Could it be that he wanted to rebel?

While Yun Erge was practicing, his mind kept wandering, and suddenly he felt like there was a surge of air passing through his body!

Yun Erge frowned, and sweat suddenly dripped from his face.

Putting away her cross-sitting posture, Yun Dirge's lips slightly raised, she finally broke through the charm!

The breakthrough may not be very powerful just now, but at least it can reduce the backlash of the soul-stirring technique on oneself.

Yun Elegy has never been willing to use her Soul Capturing Technique easily, not only because her physical strength will be greatly consumed after using the Soul Capturing Technique, but also because the Soul Capturing Technique has a backlash effect. The more powerful she controls others, the more damage she will suffer.

The greater the backlash.

Yun Erge casually picked up the towel beside the pillow and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The sound of rapid footsteps outside the door attracted her attention.

Xiao Cui hurriedly opened the door and walked in, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Empress..."

What a fuss is going on in the outhouse, that crazy woman from the Yue family is here again, and the empress is still injured.

Xiaocui was filled with confusion, but she didn't dare to take the initiative to kick that crazy woman out.

My own prince clearly doesn't like her and is always being sentimental.

Of course Yun Elegy still doesn’t know what’s going on.

Just looking at Xiaocui's troubled face, she walked down the bed holding on to the edge.

"What's up?"

"Prime Minister Yue's daughter is here again, saying she is determined to meet my prince. And... Young Master Yue is here too." Xiaocui spoke softly, with a look of aggrievement on her face.

"Prime Minister Yue's daughter?"

Yun Elegy was obviously still confused. Who was the Prime Minister's daughter who suddenly appeared? She had never heard of it.

Yun Erge thought about it carefully, but she just couldn't figure out who it was. After all, she hadn't been here long and she didn't know that many people.

"She...she..." Xiaocui hesitated, and Yun Dirge became a little impatient.

"What's up with her?"

"My dear, you will know after you go and see it. But my dear, please don't be angry..."

Yun Erge didn't want to talk nonsense, and after telling Xiao Cui to dress herself up, she came to the front hall with Xiao Cui's support.

From a distance, I saw a man in mysterious clothes, tapping his head with a folding fan as if helpless.

There was a young woman standing next to him, looking around in the hall, and her voice could be heard from far away.

"Brother Zixuan, come out! Didn't you say you want to marry me? Marry a little girl Pianzi, what do you want Xian'er to do?"

"Brother Zixuan—brother Zixuan—"

"Isn't this Young Master Yue Qinglan Yue? I don't know that Young Master Yue is here, but I am not welcomed from afar. Young Master Yue, please sit down and Xiaocui will serve you tea."

Yun Erge had just walked to the door, and it wasn't until she spoke that Yue Xian'er's voice calmed down.