It only took three minutes for the doctors from the Twin Towers Medical Office to hurry up, and then treat Lu Muge's foot injury as quickly as possible.

"Prince, don't worry, the injury on this young lady's foot is just a small skin injury, as long as you don't touch the water, you can take anti-inflammatory injections for a few days in a row."

The doctor flattered Mu Changqing and said a few words, but in exchange for his monstrous anger, "Get out!" ”

"Yes, yes, prince, you are angry, I will get out."

In this way, the doctor ran away with his tail between his legs, but Mu Changqing could no longer calm down.

……

It was already noon when Lu Muge woke up again, and there was no Mu Changqing in the room, only a beautiful room left after a night of lingering.

I don't know when, Mu Changqing changed her into a clean nightdress, which was her favorite silk material, and it was also her favorite fiery red color, the size and size were just right, as if it was tailor-made for her.

But she felt extremely dazzling, and despite the injury on her foot, she hurriedly got out of bed, took off her nightdress and threw it aside.

What about her clothes?

She searched around but didn't find it, but accidentally broke into the cloakroom next to the master bedroom.

I wasn't in a hurry to see it last night, but when I looked at it today, she found that the decoration style here was similar to the style of the villa she lived in five years ago, all of which were European luxury styles that she liked, high-end and high-grade, even if it was a random decoration within reach, it was all European royal style that looked gorgeous.

Why did she like this style in the first place, because she said that he was the crown prince, she was his crown princess, he was the king, she was his queen, so no matter what food, clothing, or housing, she had to be the best in the world, so that she could be worthy of him as the king and her as the queen.

The cloakroom here was the size of the two in the previous villa, but the layout was similar to the previous one, with two long rows, one for him and the other for his wife.

As far as the eye could see, the wardrobe was neatly hung with clothes, and his row was still mostly suits as before, only a few casual suits, and then his watch, tie, belt, and bag.

Even the layout and order of placement are exactly the same as before.

On the other side, of course, not to mention, the most popular clothes, skirts, jewelry, and bags of the season for women are almost everything, occupying an entire row of cabinets, which at a glance looks much more than his row.

Looking at all this in front of her, she was a little stunned.

In the past, when he didn't come home, she often sat in the cloakroom in a daze, watching him with rows of clothes and neatly placed ties, and the watch stayed for a day.

Because it was only by looking at these things that she felt that she was really married to him.

She finally became his wife, his rightful wife, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't recognize it, at least the law and the state recognize it.

Thinking about it now, she was really stupid at that time.

She pulled the door of the cloakroom shut, not wanting to look at everything here, no matter how good it was, it wasn't hers.

But now, what is she wearing?

After thinking about it, she finally reopened the door of the cloakroom, and found Mu Changqing's unsealed shirt in the same place, and the tag was directly put on her body without removing it.

She would never want to touch the clothes that stained him with his smell, and even more so the woman's.

Suddenly, Mu Changqing appeared behind her, "What are you doing here?" ”