Last night, when he and Mo Ying were guarding on the roof of His Highness, he saw that this Mu girl took off her coat and climbed onto His Highness's bed.

He originally wanted to go down to stop it, but he was grabbed by the ink shadow on his coat.

He remembered that at that time, Mo Ying said to him expressionlessly:

"Have you forgotten why this girl married into the Yue Palace? As long as she can wake up unharmed, even if she can ......"

"Besides, which is more important, innocence or life?? Your Highness is not a woman, so why should you care about these small sections. ”

"What's more, Your Highness is now seriously injured and unconscious, even if that Mu girl wants to tarnish the innocence of our Highness, Your Highness must have that ability, right? ? This kind of thing can't be slapped in the face, you don't have to worry. ”

After Mo Ying said these words slowly and leisurely, the hand that had been tugging at his shirt slowly let go.

It was him, after listening to Mo Ying's words, he looked at him with a shocked expression and said, "Are you hinting that our Highness can't do it??" ”

“……”

How to put it, after he finished saying that, Mo Ying stared at him for a long time with an indescribable gaze.

Well, that's it.

The wind came back to his senses, and saw that Mu Jiujiu in front of him had already put on his clothes when he was out of his trance, and said to her respectfully: "Miss Mu, please come here." ”

Mu Jiujiu got off the bed neatly, looked back at Beichen Yue who was leaning on the bed, blessed his body towards him, and saluted: "The little girl retires." ”

After saying this, she followed the wind and left the house unhurriedly.

Beichen Yue stared at the backs of the two of them, and only then did he withdraw his gaze until the figures of the two of them disappeared behind the carved wooden door.

Not long after Hurricle and Mu Jiujiu left, a guard in the palace ran in in a panic, and when he saw Beichen Yue sitting on the bed, his eyes were first happy, and then he bowed his head respectfully, clasped his fists with both hands and said: "Your Highness, the emperor and the imperial doctors are here!" ”

As soon as his words fell, a surprised and hurried voice came from the door: "Yue'er, Yue'er, are you really awake!?" ”

Beichen Yue raised his head and saw a bright yellow figure, hurrying in in the bright morning light outside the house.

He lifted the quilt covering him, covered his chest with one hand, struggled to get down, and said, "Son, see father." ”

"Don't move, don't move!!" As soon as the emperor saw that Beichen Yue was about to get out of bed, he immediately rushed forward in three steps and two steps, pressed him on the bed and said, "Quick, let the imperial doctor come and show you." ”

"Ministers, see His Royal Highness King Yue." The group of imperial doctors who followed the emperor, after entering the door, respectfully saluted Beichen Yue.

"At this time, what kind of etiquette is it, hurry up and take a look." The emperor waved his hand to the imperial doctors anxiously, signaling them to hurry up and come over to check Beichen Yue's pulse.

All the imperial doctors, you look at me, I look at you, and finally, an older imperial doctor walked out, he came to Beichen Yue's side, and reached out and put his hand on his wrist.

The emperor frowned and looked at the imperial doctor with expectant eyes.

The old lady stroked her beard while checking her pulse, her brows furrowed and sometimes stretched, and she didn't speak for a long time.