Ye Mushen came to Ling Shang's side, stretched out his hand to probe his snort, and asked with a mocking smile, "Master Hou, did you do it?" ”

Judging from the strangulation marks on Ye Mujing's hands, he should have been tied with a wide cloth rope in the past.

He must have been tied up in a cruel way to leave those ugly strangulation marks on those hands.

And at this moment, what Ye Mujing is holding in his hand is not a rope, but a pair of golden bell lock rings.

And it's a brand new lock ring.

When Ye Mushen first came to the Hou Mansion, Ling Shang was in a hurry to go out.

Counting the time, from the Hou Mansion to the most famous gold shop in Luoyang City, the back and forth is almost the time when Ye Mushen waits for Ling Shang in the study.

So...... Ling Shang went to the gold shop, bought this pair of golden bell lock rings, and returned to the Hou Mansion......

Reality drugged Ye Mujing and tied him to the bed again; Then did you come to the study to see yourself?

Night ginseng has a splitting headache.

He couldn't figure out what reason Ling Shang had to deal with Ye Mujing like this.

Could it be that Ye Mujing was forced to abdicate the crown prince?

Could it be that Ye Mujing was already disheartened by Ling Shang, but Ling Shang was moved by him at this time, so he imprisoned him in this room......

Or even drugged him?

The soul of the night ginseng seems to be split into countless pieces, flying in this suffocating space filled with elegant fragrance.

Nothing Ling Shang has done can change the fact that he is a shameless person who has incestuous with his brother-in-law.

And if he really gave Ye Mujing this three indiscriminate medicine...... It's just more annoying.

What Ye Mushen didn't understand the most was why he still had to worry about this disgusting and cruel guy?

People who hate from the bottom of their hearts should forget about it sooner, shouldn't they?

He shook his hands angrily and returned to the edge of the bed.

Ye Mujing turned his back to Ye Mushen and lay on his side on the bed.

His back was wet with sweat, and his blue and black hair stuck to his neck and back, and he wanted to hold him in his arms from behind.

The shallow groans that make people's blood rush uncontrollable, as if they were intermittently floating in the air.

With the crisp sound of golden bells......

It's a man who can't help it.

Ye Mushen hated and smashed his clenched fist against the bed rail.

- He is not a beast, and he will not harbor ill intentions towards his brother.

Ye Mushen couldn't bear to stop his gaze on Ye Mujing.

His mind was full of the scene of Ye Mujing kneeling in the snow—he had never seen it with his own eyes, but he had imagined it countless times.

Ayan is dead.

The person who was infatuated with it also broke off.

Ye Mujing is the only person who should be guarded by Ye Mushen now.

"Brother Jing, I'll take you back to Xiaoaotang and find you a doctor." Ye Mushen said in a relieved tone, while hesitantly lifting the curtain.

The reason why he wanted to bring it back to Xiaoaotang first, instead of going directly to the doctor, was because of Ye Mushen's cautious considerations.

The former prince was given this kind of medicine, and he must not teach the idle people in the medical hall to know.

Ye Mu Shen knows more or less about the medicinal properties of this medicine, and it will not cause too much damage to the body, but it is just unbearable for a while.

It's better to bring it back first.

The curtain was only halfway up, but the man on the bed almost cried, "Don't come...... Mu Shen, don't look at me......"

Ye Mushen stopped his movements and froze in place, so sad that he couldn't help himself.

Brother Jing like this...... It's pathetic.

Ye Mushen turned around and came to the coffee table again and brewed a cup of tea that had been cold.

He returned to the edge of the bed with his tea, and lifted the curtain firmly.

Ye Mujing has no way to hide.