The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Finally, he sighed secretly and gave up on looking for Mo Youyou.

Jing Muhan followed the goddess to a hot spring. She turned around and glanced at Jing Muhan, with a faint smile in her eyes. She stood barefoot on the shore and slowly took off her clothes layer by layer, perfectly The smooth back fell into Jing Muhan's eyes.

Jing Muhan's face turned cold and he said in a low voice, "I have no intention of watching you bathing here!"

The goddess looked back and smiled, "Wing, please help me untie my belt."

Jing Muhan was stunned, his cold eyes flashed, but without any movement, the goddess said calmly, "Immortality grass..."

Jing Muhan's figure appeared behind the goddess, and his hand fell in the air. If the woman in front of him was his little wild cat, he would eat her up and wipe her clean. However, he looked down upon this woman!

He quickly pulled the goddess's belt away from her waist, as if untying the rope from the stake. There was no emotion and no gentleness in her movements.

The goddess paused and turned around slowly. Her scarlet bellyband covered the secret area. Her coat was as smooth as silk and slipped directly from her white and smooth shoulders.

The beauty in front of me would make any man wet and bleed, making him unable to bear it any longer. But in Jing Muhan's eyes, it was just a wooden pile.

Seeing Jing Muhan's attitude, the goddess's eyes were filled with disappointment. She turned around, slowly raised her steps, and walked towards the pool. His feet slipped and he accidentally threw himself into the pool.

As a result, I fell into a cold embrace.

The goddess's heart tightened, he cared about her... didn't he?

The smooth skin touched Jing Muhan's cool brocade robe, and the goddess felt an indescribable feeling. This was the first time in her life that she had such close contact with him. And it was he who took the initiative to hug her. Unable to help but lean into Jing Muhan's arms, the goddess whispered, "You have me in your heart, right?"

Jing Muhan pushed the goddess out directly, "I am just worried that you will destroy the longevity grass!" After saying that, he turned around and kept a distance of three feet away from the goddess.

The goddess was disappointed again and jumped directly into the pool. The spring water covered the tears on her face.

At the same time, in the Prince Regent's Mansion, Mo Youyou stood beside the makeshift elevated bed, holding a sharp scalpel in her hand to treat Chu Cheng's wounds.

The effect of the anesthesia powder was not as good as expected, so during the operation, Chu Cheng was woken up by the pain several times, but he just groaned and fell asleep.

Mo Youyou was sweating more and more on her forehead. The two imperial doctors standing beside her felt that they could not help her much, so one of them stood aside to wipe Mo Youyou's sweat and hand her tools.

At noon, two hours later, Mo Youyou took back the scissors and cut off the last thread on Chu Cheng's wound. She was instantly relieved!

The wounds were finally sutured and the bleeding stopped. What we have to wait for now is what the imperial doctor said, the longevity flower.

Although Mo Youyou didn't know whether the longevity flower could save his life, she was helpless about Chu Cheng's current situation.

He could only ensure that Chu Cheng's wounds would not worsen and that he could still breathe before Jing Muhan brought the longevity flower back.

Mo Youyou also hopes that Jing Muhan will bring the longevity flower back!

After putting away all the medical tools, Mo Youyou glanced at the maid standing outside, "Send someone to this place and tell them that I ordered something here a few days ago."

The maid looked at the name of the blacksmith shop above, nodded, and left in a hurry.

Mo Youyou sat in the yard and sighed softly. She didn't expect that in just a few days, so many unexpected things would happen. She felt inexplicably agitated. She didn't know what was going on with Jing Muhan now or whether he had obtained the Immortality Grass. .

Hearing the horrified expressions on the maids' faces when they mentioned their long lives, Mo Youyou became a little more worried.

Forget it, after Chu Cheng survives the night, she will go to Yingzhou to have a look.

After making the decision, Mo Youyou went to Chu Cheng's bedroom and reminded the maid to come to Chu Cheng if anything happened at night. Then he went to his dormitory to rest. He tossed and turned all night, and before he knew it, it was already dawn.

Mo Youyou stood up slowly, rubbed her sleepy eyes, quickly put on her clothes, rolled up her long hair casually, washed up and went to Chu Cheng's bedroom.

"Chu Cheng didn't have a fever last night?"

The maid returned respectfully, "Back to Miss Mo, Mr. Chu was fine last night and did not have a high fever."

Mo Youyou breathed a sigh of relief. The dangerous period was over, so everything would be fine for the time being.

Looking at the haggard-looking man on the bed, Mo Youyou didn't dare to think that this was the usually cold-faced, cold-looking, martial arts-savvy Chu Cheng.

It turns out that he also has a fragile side. Chu Cheng was able to survive this way thanks to the careful care of the maid who took care of him.

Mo Youyou turned to look at the maid and asked, "What's your name?"

"My slave warms your heart."

Mo Youyou pursed her lips and said, "Just like you, my heart is warm."

Nuan Xin lowered her head shyly, not daring to raise her eyes to look at Mo Youyou.

When Mo Youyou saw this, she did not tease Nuan Xin and reminded her, "I will leave for Yingzhou to find the prince in a moment. Please take care of Chu Cheng's affairs."

"Yes, Miss Mo."

"Well, it's nothing, I'll leave first."

Nuanxin's clear and innocent eyes looked at the farther and farther back, with a look of envy on his face, "I also want to be like Miss Mo, know medical skills and heal your injuries, Mr. Chu."

He glanced back at the man with his eyes closed on the bed, and his warm face gradually turned crimson.

Jing Muhan stayed in Changsheng all night and was threatened by the goddess with the longevity grass. He was very upset, so he went to the forest alone to look for the longevity grass while the goddess was resting at night.

Perhaps, besides the one in the hands of the goddess, there are others.

I held on to hope, but as a result, the hour passed and there was still no trace of the evergreen grass.

Jing Muhan stood in the forest with his fists clenched, his whole body exuding a strong murderous aura.

Suddenly the voice of the goddess came, "Wing, why are you here so early in the morning?"

Jing Muhan looked back at the woman walking over. Today, she was wearing a long lavender gauze dress, and her graceful figure was particularly tempting.

Those three thousand black hairs are rolled up casually, but they are still elegant and charming.

Jing Muhan looked away and replied coldly, "I don't need to ask you for instructions on what I want to do."

"It seems that your sincerity in asking for longevity grass is not enough."

"Goddess, don't push yourself too far!"

"Yi, do you really want to talk to me like this?"

Damn it, why didn't he have any trace of poisoning? The medicine has been permeating the thin air all night, why hasn't he reacted at all?

Biting her lower lip tightly, she wished that Jing Muhan could forget everything in this world right now. After hearing what the goddess said, Jing Muhan snorted coldly, "I want the longevity grass!"

"The time has not come yet! I said, three days, three days later, if you have not fallen in love with me, I will give you the longevity grass! And send you away from here!"