Chapter 49 The emperor is a hypocrite

This...... What is this?

Murong Mo was stunned for a moment, and when she helped the emperor up, there seemed to be something in her bad appearance.

Gently pulled open her blouse, and sure enough, a piece of cloth was exposed.

This......

Murong Mo's expression was very complicated, although he had doubted it a long time ago, and the suspicion at that time was because she looked like Mo Shi, but her personality was different, so he gave up, but now he didn't expect that she was really a woman.

I should have known that she didn't have an Adam's apple. Looking at her face carefully, Murong Mo found that her face was much more beautiful than he had imagined.

He still has Mo Shi in his mind, so since she is a woman, what are the chances of yes?

He is really a little whimsical, Mo Shi is Mo Shi, Mo Qingqing is Mo Qingqing, these are two different people at all!

Even if Mo Qingqing occupies Mo Shi's body, it is also Mo Qingqing.

Murong Mo picked up the bowl of medicine and poured it very gently on Mo Qingqing.

Of course, he fried four bowls of medicine, and each bowl could only drink a little, and the four bowls of medicine were about the same amount as one bowl of medicine.

The day passed like this, and when the sun went down in the evening, Mo Qingqing's long eyelashes moved and he woke up.

Mo Qingqing opened his eyes, the ceiling was gone, only the top of the bed remained.

She stood up from the bed suddenly, she was obviously helping her mother wash the vegetables just now, why did she come back again?

"What's wrong?" Murong Mo's eyelids also twitched, and the firelight in front of him dimmed a lot.

Mo Qingqing didn't say anything and looked at his hand to himself, just now, did something happen? She seemed to be completely weak.

"It's nothing, it doesn't seem to have any strength." Mo Qingqing sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt boringly, moved his hands, and found that he couldn't use any strength.

"Don't move." Murong Mo came over and helped her return to the quilt, and took out a quilt from the cabinet and said, "Don't move when you're sick, the emperor still has to take good care of the dragon body." ”

This is a bit false, Mo Qingqing rolled her eyes in her heart: "Got it, what kind of soldier did I say?" ”

"The plague." The two words have long been said to be particularly bland, as if they were talking about something inconsequential.

"It's fine." He added later, "Don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

Mo Qingqing tilted his head and looked at him and said, "Murong Mo, you didn't take the wrong medicine today, did you?" ”

Murong Mo didn't get angry and nodded and said, "Well, if you take the wrong medicine, didn't the emperor take the medicine?" ”

Mo Qingqing was speechless, he hadn't changed at all, and he thought he had become gentle.

She lay back into bed, began to be sleepy again, and fell into a deep sleep in a moment.

Murong Mo checked her pulse, it was quite stable, it seemed that she could wake up for a while after drinking medicine every time.

He put down his pen, laid a quilt on the floor, and lay down to sleep quietly, just like her.

In the next few days, the rain began to fall again, and the water level of the river began to rise again, Murong Mo called a little guy to watch every time he went out, this little guy looked like an ordinary person, but in fact, it was his secret guard, Murong Mo came out this time and brought a lot of secret guards to ensure safety.

There was so much going on that this village and the other were too much to hold on, and the sandbags on the banks of the river were piled up higher than the houses, and the water was about to burst out from below.

The river is endless, and Dayu has been exhausted for ten years.

When he was busy, a message came.

The medicine for the plague has been remedied.

After Murong Mo heard the news, he went to find the doctor, Mo Qingqing was dragged out of the bed like a dead dog by Murong Mo, Mo Qingqing said: "Murong Mo, you are getting bolder and bolder. ”

Murong Mo pinched the teacup and didn't answer.

Mo Qingqing sat on the chair fiercely, waiting for the doctor.

But it's been a long time, why haven't people come yet? Murong Mo asked the secret guard to invite someone.

After another pillar of incense, there was a knock on the door, and Murong Mo said with a dark face, "Come in." ”

A man dressed in black came in through the doorway, holding a slip with a few drops of undried blood on it.

"My lord, when we arrived, this doctor was already out of breath, and he was holding this thing in his hand." The dark guard handed the paper to Murong Mo.

He took the piece of paper, it was written that there were some medicinal materials that he was familiar with, and it should be the list of antidotes, but there was no amount of medicinal materials on this list, and he didn't know how much to catch, which stumped everyone, and now he knows that the prescription is useless, from the impossible to try the same, to the test Mo Qingqing is also dead.

What can I do?

Mo Qingqing licked her dry lips, her brain was dizzy, she thought, is it possible to return to modern times if she dies?

That's pretty good, too.

She closed her eyes slightly, and grabbed her shoulders with a pair of thick hands: "Your Majesty, wake up." ”

Mo Qingqing's eyes were closed, ignoring her, she seemed to be a little sleepy.

Murong Mo calculated the date, there are still four days before the day of the onset of the disease, the virus in Mo Qingqing's body is afraid that it is already very strong, the more this plague virus is suppressed, the stronger it becomes, and it will not be a comfortable thing for the disease to start at that time.

That's painful.

Murong Mo shook Mo Qingqing but it had no effect, she couldn't sleep like this, he was ruthless, and bit Mo Qingqing's collarbone.

She was in pain, and a smart person woke up, and Murong Mo had already raised her head, leaving two rows of tooth marks on her collarbone.

"Murong Mo, what are you doing?" Mo Qingqing opened her eyes and asked, Murong Mo, are you a dog?

Murong Mo was more justified than her: "I just want the emperor to sober up." ”

What a sober method, Mo Qingqing gritted her teeth, how could anyone bite her collarbone, her collarbone still has a faint pain now.

"Your Majesty, you must not sleep these days." Murong Mo sternly warned her: "You are in a very dangerous state now, once you fall asleep, you won't be able to wake up." ”

So strict zhòng? Mo Qingqing suddenly remembered the plague outbreak that someone had told her......

She was a little scared and nodded vigorously.

She wants to live well, and when she lives to the modern day, she can't die in ancient times.

To be continued......

(Yesterday there were too many things and accidentally broke a change.,I wanted to make up for it today.,But there's a lot of things tonight.,So I'm sorry readers.,Find a time Sandalwood will come to double watch)