Mo Yan disappeared for four days.

I haven't come back for four days, and Ziqian Mo feels very unaccustomed.

Before, it never felt this way.

But I don't know what's going on lately, I always think of him over and over again, sometimes if I don't check it, I'll be in a daze, and it will take a while to shake off.

After breaking four teacups in a row, breaking five vases, and walking with the same hands and feet countless times, Zi Qianmo finally began to face up to a problem-

She found Qianjue.

Then he stretched out a wrist and handed it over.

"Your Highness, what are you doing here?" Qian Jue looked puzzled.

"I'm sick." Zi Qianmo's face was expressionless, "Give me a pulse." ”

The corners of Qianjue's eyes twitched, and he said in his heart: Your Royal Highness the Demon King, what kind of play are you playing?

"Your own medical skills are higher than mine. Do you still need me to take the pulse? ”

"Yes." Ziqian Mo was very persistent.

"Why?"

"I'm restless, and I can't take my pulse." Ziqian Mo said.

"Is it insomnia?" Qian Jue suddenly became worried, especially when he saw the bloodshot in the eyes of His Royal Highness, which was obviously the sequelae caused by not sleeping well, "I'll come." ”

This time, she didn't shirk.

The slender finger was cut on Zi Qianmo's right wrist, frowned slightly, and began to concentrate on the pulse and check the pulse.

A moment later—

The solemn look between Qian's eyebrows disappeared, and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile: "Your Highness, rest assured, you are just worrying about it, causing temporary insomnia." It's not a serious illness, just drink a few pairs of sleeping decoctions before going to bed at night......"

"I've drunk it."

Zi Qianmo's face was paralyzed, and he interrupted Qianjue's words, "It's useless." ”

After a pause, he added, "Drink three bowls." ”

Qianjue: "!! ”

A decoction for a good night's sleep!

Is that something that you can just drink in high doses? It's bad for your body!

If it weren't for the fact that your soul is too strong and you are a demon king, I'm afraid that if you go down to these three bowls, you will die of sleep, and she won't be able to wake up for a month or two if you don't sleep!

"How can you take medicine indiscriminately? You're still a miracle doctor, and you don't care about your body like that?! "Qianjue was a little angry.

There is a fire hidden in my heart, I want to vent, but I can't vent it.

"I'm fine."

Zi Qianmo's face was a little wilted, which was related to her poor rest for many days, "It's not a big deal." ”

I don't have that sorrow.

How did it come to this?

"In your case, I'm afraid that you have a heart disease, if you don't solve it, I'm afraid that insomnia will never get better. It's better to open up with your subordinates. ”

In Qianjue's heart, there was already a faint guess.

Thinking that four days ago, His Royal Highness the Demon King ran to her room, and the arrogant appearance of wanting to stop talking and die was because of Mo Yan.

Now this insomnia and heart disease should also be for Mo Yan.

"I ......"

Ziqian Mo's lips opened slightly, and she originally wanted to say it, but when the words reached her throat, she swallowed them back.

"Your Highness!"

Qianjue had a straight face and decided that this time, she must not let her pass again.

This is no longer an ambiguous question of two young people, you guess my mind and I guess your mind, but it involves the sleep quality and mental state of His Royal Highness the Demon King!

Even if Qian Jue received Mo Yan's great kindness, he would help Mo Yan a little more.

But before facing the principled problem that His Royal Highness the Demon King is ill, he will not hesitate to stand on the side of His Royal Highness the Demon King.