Nine Princes' Mansion

Since Jun Moxi was captured, under the appeasement of Murong Zijiao, the mood fluctuations of all the subordinates in the mansion have been well controlled, and daily life has been carried out in an orderly manner.

Seeing that the young lady didn't ask about the life and death of the Nine Princes, Qu'er complained in her heart about her ruthlessness, the Nine Princes were captured as prisoners, and those murderous fangs didn't know how to torture him?

Qu'er walked back after buying vegetables and angrily hugged the nine princes, and when he was about to walk to the gate of the palace, he suddenly staggered over from the opposite side, the man had his head down, and his hair was full of messy, only from the height that Qu'er vaguely judged that it was a man, and it was a seriously injured man, because the person's body began to sway a few steps away from her, and finally collapsed.

She hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down to take a closer look, and immediately made her gasp, "Lord, Lord, Lord......" Despite Qu'er's repeated calls, Jun Moxi still closed his eyes tightly, his body was sloppy, and his lips were white, obviously suffering from serious internal injuries.

Qu'er's tears flowed out at once, she struggled to lift Jun Moxi's body, but how could the weight of a man be borne by a weak woman, falling again and again made her pant and crying, as if there were a thousand knives cutting in her heart, and she held Jun Moxi's body in her arms with pity, "Lord, wake up, wake up!" ”

But Jun Moxi was still unmoved, and the anxious Qu'er had to temporarily put Jun Moxi on the ground, and then lifted the hem of his skirt and stumbled to the house for help!

At this time, Qu'er knew that it was her own young lady's lunch break, but she couldn't care about it so much, rushed to Murong Zijiao's room, pushed open the door with a bang, and shouted loudly: "Miss, it's not good......." ”

In the past few days, Murong Zijiao has been wandering and struggling over whether to save Jun Moxi or not, after all, it has been a long time since Jun Moxi was captured, although the person promised her that he would not let Jun Moxi be harmed, but the feeling of no news at all really made her feel a little uneasy.

The non-stop operation of her head has made her not sleep well for several days, and not long after she fell asleep, she was so frightened by the girl that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

He rubbed his temples in disappointment, and said impatiently: "Qu'er, what's wrong with you, are you flustered?" ”

The funny ones were a little incoherent, "Little ...... Miss, Wang ...... The prince is back......"

Hearing this, Murong Zijiao was startled, and hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up, "The prince is back?" Where is it? ”

"In ...... Outside the door, it seems to be very badly injured......"

Before Qu'er finished speaking, Murong Zijiao ran out, and the chagrin and remorse in her heart surged into her heart, he, in the end, was still injured, that person, I would not let him go! Murong Zijiao gritted her teeth and swore an oath!

When that incomparably familiar face met Murong Zijiao's eyes, her heart shattered and fell apart, and her internal organs were in great pain as if they were knotted, and she hurriedly stepped forward to take him into her arms, and her trembling palms touched the perfect and handsome face, and she couldn't cry like rain for a while.

When Qu'er reminded her that she should find a doctor to check on Jun Moxi's injuries, she woke up like a dream, and told Qu'er to find a few people to carry Jun Moxi back to the mansion, and then let the doctor come to the mansion to treat him quickly.

The time of waiting for the imperial doctor seemed to be as long as centuries, and when she saw Jun Moxi lying unconscious on the bed, her heart ached, and she couldn't let go of her complaints and self-blame for a long time.

finally waited for the imperial doctor, and Murong Zijiao stayed in front of Jun Moxi's bed inch by inch, she kept praying in her heart that he would be fine, he would definitely be fine!

After taking the pulse, the imperial physician said: "Miss Murong, the pulse of the Nine Princes is quite clear, it should only be a traumatic injury, take a few important pairs of conditioning, and then rest sufficiently, and it will recover in time."

The Imperial Doctor's words made Murong Zijiao's tense emotions completely relaxed, and she exhaled a long breath, fortunately he was fine, otherwise she would definitely blame herself for the rest of her life!

After sending the imperial doctor away, Murong Zijiao came to the kitchen to personally decoct Jun Moxi's medicine.

"Miss, I'll do all this rough work!" After Qu'er finished speaking, she stepped forward and prepared to take the medicinal materials in Murong Zijiao's hand.

"No, I can do it myself!" Murong Zijiao said very seriously, then put the medicinal materials in his hand into the crockpot, and then used the fire fold to light the vine grass under the shelf, because he was afraid that the crockpot would stick to the slag, so he kept standing next to him and stirring at any time.

Qu'er saw that Miss had a serious look, and put up with the words again, maybe only by doing this will Miss feel better, since she can't explain her, then let her go.

looked around, found a small wooden chair and put it behind Murong Zijiao, and then left the kitchen!

Murong Zijiao was stirring the medicinal soup while thinking back to what had happened in the past few days, she felt very sorry for the fact that she almost took Jun Moxi's life in order to take revenge on Jun Mochen, but she couldn't turn back, if she purposefully approached Jun Moxi and let him know, then she would be in a point of no return!

It's been N times to open the crockpot to stir, as the fire on the shelf is getting stronger and stronger, the temperature in the crockpot is getting higher and higher, when she opens it again, the heat in the pot pops out, making the hand that has been hit by the heat unbearable pain, but it makes her have an unprecedented pleasure, maybe only in this way will she not let herself cry out of control.

The path she chose by herself can only go hard, and the mistakes she made can only bear the pain by herself, just because she forgot it at the beginning, but there is no way back.

Jun Moxi slowly woke up in the early morning of the third day, and in the past three days, he has been in a coma, feeding porridge, decocting medicine, chatting, all of which Murong Zijiao took on alone, guarding him day and night, I just hope that the first person he sees when he wakes up is her!

Three days and three nights of sleepless and a heavy psychological burden made Murong Zijiao fall asleep on the head of the bed, but the moment Jun Moxi woke up, she woke up without warning as if she had a soul.

"Lord Wang, are you okay? Is there anything you feel uncomfortable with and want to eat? A series of questions made Jun Moxi, who had just woken up from a coma, a little confused, but when he saw Murong Zijiao's eager little face, he cheered up and replied: "I'm fine, I'm just a little thirsty." ”

Hearing this, Murong Zijiao hurriedly poured a glass of white water and returned to the bed to feed him personally, which made him feel a little warm and moist after his dry mouth, and his face was much better.