Mo Chang decided to find the strategy in the book, studied it carefully, and felt that it was more profound than the difficult and obscure military book.

What kind of smooth feelings are fragile, and feelings with a sense of crisis are healthy states?

An example is attached below, asking the lady: When your grandmother and mother enter the water, who do you want to save first?

Isn't this looking for trouble?

Mo Changjue was even a little lucky, fortunately he didn't have this problem.

When I picked up the lamp and read at night, I suddenly heard a movement in the door, and immediately blew out the dim lamp.

He lay down on the bed, shoved the book in his hand, and closed his eyes peacefully.

The footsteps came from far and near, he didn't need to look to know that it must be Lu Yunyao who came in, she has always walked like this, every step seems to have been measured, the proportion is the same, and the sound of stepping on the carpet is very small, all of which are habits that have been cultivated in the dental line since childhood.

"Your Highness, are you sleeping?" Lu Yunyao came in in the dark, it was also strange, and she saw a light on in the room just now.

She thought that Shizi hadn't slept and came in, could it be that she was wrong?

After all, the light from the lamp was dim, as if it was going to go out at any moment.

She regretted coming over a little, the doors and windows in the house were closed, the moonlight outside could not penetrate through, it was pitch black, and she couldn't see her fingers.

She, she's a little afraid of the dark.

Thinking of going out quickly, she turned around but couldn't find the way she came, she couldn't tell the direction, and found a plausible direction to walk, but she hit the cabinet, and the thing she took fell to the ground, broken, and she also fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

Mo Chang Jue heard the voice and got up directly from the bed, he was in the dark like day, and he was not affected at all.

bypassed the furnishings, walked to the place where Lu Yunyao fell, and leaned short to hug Lu Yunyao, who couldn't get up on the ground.

"Ahh......h

Lu Yunyao struggled violently and was grabbed by Mo Changju's wrist.

He snorted and forced a smile: "What the hell, it's me." ”

"Your Highness." Lu Yunyao was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and cried directly in fright, "I'm scared to death, Your Highness, why don't you light the lamp since you haven't slept, it hurts my feet and hands." ”

Only then did Mo Chang feel the slimy hand on her hand, and there was a bloody smell on the tip of her nose.

He frowned, "What's going on?" ”

Lu Yunyao cried and cried: "I brought you a decoction, the bowl fell to the ground and shattered, and the fragments pierced your hands." ”

Mo Chang was speechless for a while, why didn't he stupidize himself to death.

Carrying her with one hand and carrying her to the soft couch, Mo Chang decided to find the flint, lit the lamp on the table, and lit four or five in a row, and then the room was bright.

"Your Highness, don't do that." Lu Yunyao opened her hands and didn't dare to move at all.

After knowing what to do with so many lights, Mo Changju took the spare medicine box over, and pulled her hand under the lamp to treat the wound with a calm face.

In addition to the small fragments on the wound, there was also the fluff on the carpet, which was very laborious to clean, but Mo Changju didn't feel troublesome at all, just asked her not to move, and kept cleaning it very carefully.

Lu Yunyao was very moved, the prince was obviously still angry, and he cleaned up her wounds, she cried and said, "Your Highness, Yun Yao knows that she is wrong." ”

"Shut up." Mo Chang never had a good breath, "Don't move your hands." ”

Lu Yunyao nodded hurriedly, knowing that Shizi might not be talking to her, so she closed her mouth firmly and quietly watched Shizi help deal with the wounds on her two hands.

Mo Changjue relaxed at this time, "You can bandage the rest by yourself." ”

He threw the gauze to Lu Yunyao, walked to Qingyun, and whispered to him to call Dr. Chen over.

Lu Yunyao thought that he was calling him, and said movingly: "I'm fine, it's so late, don't bother Dr. Chen." ”

Mo Chang said expressionlessly: "You're fine, I'm in trouble with my arm." ”

Only then did Lu Yunyao notice the cold sweat on his forehead, as well as the injured arm of the prince just now, which had not moved, and was immediately shocked, "Your Highness!" ”

She hurriedly helped the prince to his seat and blamed herself, "Why does Your Highness take care of me, your injury is more important." ”

Mo Chang was sweating all over, his lips turned pale in pain, and he still had the strength to sneer, "Now you know, how gentle I am to you?" ”

I still remember the words of the day.

Lu Yunyao wanted to cry and laugh again, and finally showed an ugly expression, "Yun Yao didn't misunderstand His Highness in the first place. ”

When Dr. Chen was called up at night, he was very angry to get up, and when he came to Yuhua Courtyard with his clothes on, he still thought in his heart, is there something unspeakable about calling him so late and not inviting the imperial doctor who lives in the house?

Thinking, he quickened his pace.

But when he saw the real patient, Dr. Chen never had the intention of playing, and straightened Mo Chang's bones with a solemn expression.

Seeing Shizi gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, Lu Yunyao couldn't bear to look at it, but at the same time, he couldn't help but look at it, his face turned white with fright, tears flowed, and he was afraid that his crying would disturb the treatment, so he could only cover his mouth.

The cold sweat on Mo Changdu's forehead flowed into his eyes, and his eyes were blurry, and he blinked uncomfortably, and he felt that someone gently wiped his sweat with a wet soft silk cloth.

turned his head and looked, it was indeed Lu Yunyao.

Mo Chang saw that she was about to cry, and his tone was weak, "What are you crying about, your master is not dead yet." ”

Lu Yunyao immediately covered his mouth, "Your Highness is not allowed to talk nonsense." ”

Mo Chang was numb with pain, and he was still in the mood to think, is this a reconciliation? I don't have to think about it.

"Doctor Chen, how is Your Highness?"

Doctor Chen let go of Shizi's arm, and Lu Yunyao immediately stepped forward and asked.

Doctor Chen couldn't help but reprimand, "In the recovery stage, it's not for your family to have a good life and recuperate, you must not move, the bones that have grown halfway are misplaced, and you have to suffer again, why bother?" ”

Lu Yunyao lowered her head, "It's all my fault, it's me who is not good, Your Highness, is he okay?" ”

"What can happen, it's the son of the world himself who suffers, and it's not the old man anyway." Doctor Chen didn't have a good airway.

The pain of broken bones is very bearable, and the prince can endure the whole process without letting out a cry of pain, and Dr. Chen is also admired.

"This time you have to recuperate, don't be careless." Dr. Chen instructed.

Seeing that Mo Chang was silent, but Lu Yunyao looked self-blaming, Nuo Nuo nodded, promising that it would not happen again in the future, and Dr. Chen was very guessed.

After packing up the medicine box, he still couldn't help but say to Lu Yunyao: "Cough, the old man understands that you are young and vigorous, but even if it is the joy in the room, you must always pay attention to proportion." ”

Lu Yunyao: "......"

Dr. Chen carried a small medicine box on his back, stepped on the moonlight, and was sent away by Lu Yunyao with a flushed face.

Back in the room, Mo Changju had already washed his face and was pouring himself tea.

Seeing her come back, he turned his head and looked at her with a smile, "The joy of the room?" ”