The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

When this man smiles, he brings this kind of natural aura and a bit of laziness. When he is not smiling, he has a pair of deep and beautiful eyes like a pool of secluded springs. When he smiles, it makes people feel the stars inside, Yun Ziyue. There was a throbbing in my heart.

Gently blindfolding the man's eyes with a purple ribbon, Yun Ziyue quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally blindfolded these eyes.

The blindfolded Mo Jinyao smiled at the corner of his mouth. His little princess is so cute.

The graceful carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the palace.

The man got out of the car with the help of Yun Ziyue.

The guards outside the carriage looked at this scene in amazement, the prince looked so well-behaved...

"Be careful of the steps." Yun Ziyue reminded.

Walking into the gate of the palace, the sound of closing the door sounded behind him.

"Master, are you ready?" the girl asked softly in his ear.

"Ok."

At the end of the speech, a small hand untied the ribbon, Mo Jinyao opened his eyes, and the servants and guards in the mansion were greeted by the servants and guards in the mansion. There were also a few secret guards mixed in, and each of them held a handful of purple small fan.

It was already dark at this time, and no lights were on in the Fuzhong, but the gleaming light blue writing on the fan was reflected in Mo Jinyao's eyes.

The man looked over one fan after another.

It is written on the first row of fans.

Man fan

‘Ink, Brocade, Yao, Birth, Chen, Happy, Happy. "This is written by Yun Ziyue.

It is on the second row.

‘Wang, Lord, Hong, Fu, Qi, Tian, ​​Ping, An, Shun, Sui. "It was written by the grandmothers in the house.

The third aspect is.

‘Wang, Ye, Jin, Ge, Tie, Horse, Genre, Xia, Yi, Sheng, Xiang, Sui,’ This was written by the secret guards in the mansion.

The dark guards were still embarrassed.

The 724 fans are Mo Jinyao's birthday.

The man looked over, unconsciously, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, is he crying?

At the wall of the palace courtyard, small lanterns lit up at some unknown time.

Before long, the entire courtyard was slightly illuminated, with smiling faces in front of them, with respect, with respect, or with gratitude.

Yun Ziyue was moved by watching this scene. Mo Jinyao usually looks cold and fierce. In fact, he is better than anyone else. He is very good to his servants and very good to the guards around him. I am also very good.

The girl clapped her hands, everyone swiped and put away the fans, and said, "My lord, happy birthday!"

It took a long time for the person to react, and his voice was a little hoarse, "All get up."

"Master Ji."

"Come on."

Ji Xiaoyao is still dressed in red, but what he wears today is somewhat formal.

Mo Jinyao looked along the sound source and saw Ji Gongzi pushing a double-layered object with candles in it, slowly approaching him.

Mo Jinyao was a little curious. This thing is very beautiful and has a faint scent. The candle didn't drip even after it was lit.

Everyone also feels that this thing is very novel.

Yun Ziyue took the man's hand.

"Mo Jinyao, this thing is called a cake. I heard the Persians say to blow out the candles and make a wish. This wish will come true. Would you like to try it?"

Mo Jinyao blew out the candle and made a wish.

When I opened my eyes, the roots of my ears were a little red.

Everyone applauded.

This process was taught by the princess.

Seeing Yun Ziyue's motionlessness, Mother Rong reminded her with a smile, "Why don't you wear it to the prince after embroidering for so long?"

Yun Ziyue's face blushed for no reason. She used to think she was good at embroidering, but looking at the man in front of her, she was a little unable to get it.

"Oh? Did the princess prepare another surprise for this king?" Mo Jinyao asked knowingly, as if there were stars in his eyes.

Yun Ziyue slowly took out the purse that had been embroidered for half a month and handed it to Mo Jinyao.

The voice is small.

"Birthday gift..."

Mo Jinyao took the purse in the girl's hand, with a smile in his eyes.

The sapphire blue purse, the edge is gray with fine gold thread woven, and there are blue tassels hanging on the outside. The purse is embroidered with a blooming iris, which does not look fancy, but has a kind Different kind of beauty.

Seeing Mo Jinyao didn't speak, Yun Ziyue was not confident for the first time since he was born, thinking he was not satisfied.

Wanting to reach out and take it back, the man put a hand in her ear and whispered.

"It looks good, I like it very much."

Everyone smiled at this scene. The prince and the princess have a good relationship, and they don’t believe those things that are said outside. Their prince is clearly wise and martial, and their princess is clearly smart and elegant, so they don’t say it to the outside!

But there is one sentence, the people outside are right, the prince and the princess are a perfect match.

"Hey yo, no eyes, no eyes to see." It was Ji Xiaoyao who was talking, and he was covering his eyes pretentiously while talking. That was a contrived one.

In response to him, Mo Jinyao rolled his eyes and said ‘get off’.

Under the order of the princess, everyone was assigned this thing called cake, but why is there something wrong with his prince's face?

Ji Xiaoyao thought, jealous, isn't it just a bite of cake? stingy.

But this thing is quite delicious. In the future, the princess will have the opportunity to teach this son, and let him...

and many more! Stop it! Why do you think of that man again!

Mo Jinyao didn't know Ji Xiaoyao's careful thoughts, because he was immersed in the beauty of his princess and couldn't help himself. His eyes were filled with the little girl in front of him.

Fortunately, Xindao took the lead in marrying such a good person home, otherwise I don't know how many people would be worried about.

After waiting for the crowd to disperse, Mo Jinyao took the girl's hand.

Seriously,

"Yue'er, thank you."

Yun Ziyue looked up at him, "Thank me for what?"

"You prepared it, I like it very much."

The atmosphere is a bit subtle.

Yun Ziyue was silent for a moment, and after a while asked a very destructive question.

"Mo Jinyao, did you always tease the little girl in Jiangnan before?" The girl had a serious face, with a look that could see him through.

"Huh?" Mo Jinyao was taken aback, then laughed in a low voice for a while, "Why does the princess say that?"

"Huh, just with your hand, I don't know how many girls have lost their hearts when they hear it." And this man has a handsome face that is standard for a scumbag, but she did not dare to say this, although this man is 80% I don't know what scumbag means.

Mo Jinyao suddenly leaned towards him, and Yun Ziyue took a step back subconsciously, but in the next second, the man grabbed her waist, and the warm breath sprayed on the girl's earlobes.

Yun Ziyue shuddered slightly.

"Then, has the princess's heart fallen? After all, this king is a good man with a single focus, just thinking about when the princess's heart will fall?" Mo Jinyao's voice is low, with a little smile, and with a little bit of laughter. The smell of bewitching.

The sound is like a rich and mellow red wine that has been in the cellar for many years.