Jiang Huailin thought clearly, and he was not willing to let Jin Youli benefit from the fisherman.

Since ancient times, weak and gentle, empathetic women are usually more pitied by men.

Jiang Huailin was well-thought-in, and he didn't dare to shake his face with Mo Yiqu.

"Fang Cai's words are that the concubine is wrong, and the concubine is too afraid of the dagger, so she didn't ease up for a while, so her words were a little excessive, but Your Highness can rest assured, in the future, the concubine will definitely assist you with the crown princess to ascend to the throne."

Since she said that sentence just now, Mo Yiqu has never spoken.

Jiang Huailin was afraid that he would really be angry with himself and snub himself in the future, so he hurriedly expressed his position.

Even after she said this, Mo Yiqu's gloomy face eased slightly.

But it didn't get much better.

Jiang Huailin found that he had changed, and she remembered that Mo Yiqu didn't care much about these things in the past, but now.

It seems that as long as he can sit on the throne, he is willing to exchange it for anything.

"It's good that you're sensible, you're still lonely, so I'll go back first."

The man left with his hands in his hands, and Jiang Huailin only felt very strange when he saw the back.

Ah Berry has not returned, and since Mo Yiqu came in, all the people in the house have been sent out.

At this time, as soon as Mo Yiqu left, the whole house was quiet, and she was alone.

Jiang Huailin was stunned, and collapsed to the ground weakly, his face pale.

She was a little tired, and raised her hand to touch her cheek, only to touch the cold and moist of one hand.

There are thousands of kinds of sufferings in the world, and the most difficult and bittersweet of them is just the obsession between men and women.

But she was already mired in the quagmire and was powerless to save herself.

"Mo Yiqu."

Jiang Huailin read the name in his mouth stupidly, and every word seemed to be making an oath to himself.

In her opinion, Mo Yiqu indulged Jin Youli like this, and didn't blame her for letting her mess around, but it was because Jin Youli could bring him benefits and help him ascend to the throne.

But if Jin Youli is no longer beneficial to him, then she will be abandoned.

There are only two things he will do, one is to find a way to empty the power in Jin Youli's hands, and the other is to make his own interests enough to attract Mo Yiqu.

The woman who was kneeling on the ground seemed to be filled with anger in an instant, as if she stood up casually, and the more she was abandoned by the other party, the more she couldn't go on like this.

Only by working hard to make yourself better and more useful, can you find people back to your side.

The dark tide of the prince's mansion is surging, and the contradiction is about to erupt.

The Regent's Mansion isn't necessarily very optimistic.

Jiang Moxi felt a little wrong when Mo Guli came back today, he came back today, it was a long time later than usual, it didn't matter, Xu was too busy, but she saw with sharp eyes, Mo Guli's expression was not very good-looking.

There is almost no blood on the lips, and the face is very pale.

But she leaned over and asked, but Mo Guli only told her that it was okay.

This kind of words that no clear-eyed person would believe, Mo Guli actually used it to prevaricate her.

She has never been gentle and gentle, and it is impossible for her to guess with Mo Guli here.

"Don't hide, take your hands out."

Jiang Moxi was just about to reach out to grab his sleeve, but was easily avoided by Mo Guli.

"I'm really fine, don't worry, it's just that I'm a little tired in the past two days, just rest for a while."

Mo Guli saw Jiang Moxi glaring at him dissatisfied, helpless, and still refused to stretch out his hand.

Jiang Moxi's intuition was wrong, she was just worried about Mo Guli's health, but Mo Guli shirked in every possible way and didn't let her be treated.

"Why is there so much nonsense, let you stretch it, you can stretch it."

Jiang Muxi couldn't wait for him, so he pulled his hand out from behind his back while people weren't paying attention.

The moment he pulled his hand out, Jiang Moxi himself was a little surprised, if Mo Guli didn't want to let himself touch him, then his three-legged cat's kung fu would not be able to reach him.

Jiang Moxi was extremely self-aware, and in this way, she was even more worried about what happened to Mo Guli.

Putting his hand on Mo Guli's wrist, Jiang Moxi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his face became more and more ugly.

As if to confirm that her diagnosis was not wrong, Jiang Moxi took out her medical equipment from the space, and when it came to this matter, she never explained it to Mo Guli.

But now is not the time to explain.

Modern high-tech products only swept around Mo Guli's body and found the problem.

Mo Guli's current physical condition is a little bad.

This is not a disease, the symptoms seem to be poisoned, but it doesn't seem to be poisoned, Jiang Moxi doesn't dare to conclude.

It's just that the only thing she is sure of is that if Mo Guli's illness keeps dragging on like this, maybe one day it will kill him.

"You didn't tell me about something like this?"

Jiang Moxi was so angry that he didn't know what to do, and his expression was good.

If there really is any disease, won't it be cured by saying it? It's just like this.

Mo Guli knew what was wrong with him, and he also understood what kind of temper his little girl was, if she knew how to get it, it wouldn't be depressed every day.

I also forgot how Mo Guli answered in the end, anyway, he used all kinds of words to prevaricate Jiang Moxi.

And Jiang Moxi didn't care about anything on the surface, behind his back, Mo Guli had just fallen asleep, and Jiang Moxi was ready to take the drug.

Mo Gu didn't tell her the truth, then she only had to find a way to know.

Jiang Moxi carefully took a tube of blood from Mo Guli's body.

Carefully put the container containing the blood under his pillow and pressed it, and slept peacefully.

Tomorrow she'll start working on it.

She wasn't sure what the symptoms were for the time being, so she could only slowly grope for them step by step.

Since the second day, she has been immersed in her pharmacy all day long, researching the antidote.

She threw herself into it, but Mo Guli was a little worried.

He was worried that he had prevaricated Jiang Moxi's words that day, which made her linger, and until now she didn't think about tea and dinner all day, and when she didn't see anyone, she plunged into the pharmacy with her head in front of her, and she didn't know what she was doing.

Sometimes she just sat there and called her by herself, but she shouldn't, and when she got closer, she realized that she was looking out the window in a daze.

"Moxi, what's wrong?"

After all, he was still worried about what happened to Jiang Moxi, and Mo Guli couldn't help but ask at the dinner table.

Jiang Moxi was still unconsciously chewing the mouthful of food in his mouth, wandering outside, and as soon as he heard this, he immediately swallowed that mouthful.

Then he said, "What's wrong with me? It's you who should ask what's wrong, right? ”

It was such a plain and insipid speech that made Mo Guli suddenly stand up.

He has figured out the rules, Jiang Moxi usually speaks with a cheerful tone, and only when he is angry or unhappy will he be so dull and flat.

And the nonsensical questioning like the one just now clearly means that you know something.

But he also kept an eye on it, afraid that Jiang Moxi would blow him up.

"What's wrong with me?"

Mo Guli asked tentatively and entered Jiang Moxi's ears.

"You still ask you what's wrong, what are you hiding from me, don't you know it yourself?"

It was rare to see Jiang Moxi so serious, and Mo Guli didn't even know how to deal with it.

Speechless, he waited for Jiang Moxi to speak.

"What's going on with your illness, what's the poison in it?"

Jiang Moxi directly broke through it, she didn't know how many ancient books she had read in the past few days, how many herbs she had read, and how many formulas she had prepared.

However, he didn't have the slightest clue about Mo Guli's illness, and Mo Guli refused to tell her at all, so he inevitably brought some anger into it when he spoke.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I don't want you to worry."

Mo Guli was helpless, he should have known that Jiang Moxi could not be fooled by him so easily.

"If you don't want me to worry, you should just tell me instead of worrying me day and night."

Ever since she knew about Mo Guli's illness that day, she had been thinking about how to prepare the antidote every day, if Mo Guli really didn't want her to continue to worry about it like this, she should cooperate with her to prepare the formula of the antidote.

"It's that I really don't know, this disease has been carried since childhood, and the imperial doctor has seen it, there is no way."

In Mo Guli's identity, if there is any disaster or illness, as long as there is a solution, there is no need to think about so much else.

But after all these years, there is still no one to treat his illness.

"Then you have been sick for so many years, when will it get on? What is the onset like? ”

"When I was young, I was fine, but it would only happen once in a few years, and the older I get, the frequency of the disease will be shortened, and I only feel that my whole body hurts when I get sick, and I can't even move."

Mo Guli said these words after doing a psychological struggle on his own, which man is willing to show his shortcomings in front of his beloved girl.

I was even more afraid that Jiang Moxi would think that he was very incompetent.

The more Jiang Moxi listened to his description, the more he felt that Zhang Er was confused, if this symptom became more and more frequent, wouldn't it be direct in the end.

"It's okay, don't worry, I will definitely find a solution."

Jiang Moxi raised his eyes and assured Mo Guli.

She would never let Mo Gu leave anything.

"Hmm."

Mo Gu lowered his eyes, collected a large shadow, and his dull words made Jiang Moxi only feel that he was worried about his illness.

After finishing the meal, Jiang Moxi still rushed into the pharmacy.

Mo Guli looked at her slender back, thoughtful.

He struggled to say something, but he didn't stop anyone until the figure left his sight.

Jiang Moxi didn't ask him if he had been forced to carry it over for so many years, and if there was a way to ease it.

He was also glad that Jiang Moxi didn't ask, if it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to lie to her, and she didn't ask to avoid worrying about this matter.

There is a way to mitigate it.

Although he has not found a cure for his illness for so many years, he knows that he can alleviate it a little.

After using it, at least like that day, it won't be like a wasted person.