Chapter 69: The Best and the Favorite

After receiving the news that Mo Dump Chi was injured, Chao Hua and Xi Shi, who were still staying at Wen Yi Long Yuan and Mo Dump Chi's side, dragged the doctor all the way to the courtyard instructed by his subordinates with the medicine box on their backs. Whether it is the gentle morning flower or the lively and cheerful Xishi, the two of them are like fierce beasts, tigers and leopards, and their whole bodies exude a breathtaking aura.

The former can be suppressed, while the latter shows a cold murderous intent without reservation, overflowing unscrupulously. The two walked in front of Mo Tingchi, the former glanced at Mu Wanqing who was crying in Mo Tingchi's arms in surprise, and the latter said very directly: "Childe, can I kill her?"

There was a moment of sluggishness, and the originally cold atmosphere was smeared with a layer of black gloom.

Mo Tingchi glanced at Xi Shi, who had a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and said lightly: "This is my business, you are not qualified to interfere, take them and leave immediately." ”

Xi Shi's delicate body trembled obviously, and glanced at the eyes of the ancient well without waves in the ink pouring pool, a touch of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he did not go against the will of the ink pouring pool, waved his hand, and immediately became a guard who invited the king into the urn to encircle and leave in an orderly manner with the morning flowers and Xi Shi.

Before leaving, Chaohua, who has always been gentle, walked up to Mo Tingchi and said lightly to Mu Wan, who had already stopped her tears: "Miss Mu, I hope you don't do anything to embarrass or hurt Childe, otherwise I don't mind carrying your beautiful head and then sanctioning Childe in front of Childe." ”

Syllable!

Mo Dumping Chi slapped Chaohua's fair and pretty face mercilessly, because the force was too great, Chaohua was directly slapped out.

"I don't need anyone to interfere in my affairs, if there is a next time, you can leave Wenyi Longyuan directly. Mo Tingchi frowned, and with a cold expression, it took a lot of effort to get up and face the flowers.

Chaohua covered her bleeding right cheek, there was no resentment or confusion in her eyes, she stood up with difficulty and calm, and nodded very respectfully and meekly to the man in front of him who shot at him, "Yes, Childe, Chaohua has retired." When he turned around, he glanced at Mu Wanqing towards Hua Yuguang, and there was a meaning in his eyes that anyone knew very well: You should remember it.

It was a look of recklessness.

Wang Yuyan has been observant since she was a child, and she naturally saw this scene in her eyes, and she did not persuade or make remarks. Except for the fact that Mo Dump Chi had given him an ethereal lover identity when he was talking to Mu Wanqing, she had no identity or any reason to intervene in the world of Ink Dump Chi, but she had to look at the most famous man in front of her with a complicated expression.

A man who can make his subordinates loyal and die is a very remarkable existence no matter what. Wang Yuyan had to admit that she not only saw this kind of loyalty that was rare in the world from this man's personal maid, but also from the group of guards who were eyeing Mu Wanqing.

This is a terrifying man.

The guards, maids, and doctors all retreated, and Mo Dumping Chi was not in a hurry to comfort or reprimand the woman in his arms, but smiled apologetically at Wang Yuyan, and said, "I'm really sorry today, can I ask Miss Wang to wait in the study for a while, and I will go over as soon as I finish dealing with the matter here." ”

Wang Yuyan was stunned and smiled, and an understanding smile immediately appeared on her face, and her tone was soft and pleasant: "I heard that Mo Gongzi likes to collect strange and rare rare teas, I wonder if Yu Yan is lucky enough to taste one or two?"

Mo Tianchi smiled slightly, how could he not hear that Wang Yuyan had taken the steps for him, so he nodded naturally, and then called out the guards who had withdrawn from the courtyard and led Wang Yuyan away.

Looking at Wang Yuyan's elegant and beautiful shadow of Nana, Mo Tingchi muttered softly: "What an empathetic woman." ”

A light snort interrupted Mo Tingchi's thoughts, and noticed that the woman in his arms moved restlessly, obviously Mu Wanqing, who was extremely sensitive in hearing, heard his appreciation for Wang Yuyan, and Mo Tingchi didn't explain, and hugged Mu Wanqing, who was struggling a little, very domineeringly.

Mu Wanqing was not an obedient and well-behaved woman, and when she saw Mo Dumping Chi being so domineering, she naturally struggled even harder, but under Ink Dumping Pond's cold words, she changed from a violent lioness to a docile sheep: Do you want my blood to drain up?

Mu Wanqing naturally didn't have this thought, so she half leaned on the arms of the Ink Dumping Pool and didn't dare to move, even if the next moment he understood that the martial arts of the Ink Dumping Pool had already stopped the acupoint, but he still didn't dare to move.

For the man in front of her, no matter how much she hated, it was difficult for her to choose to hurt.

Qiao Feng already had the intention of leaving, but there was silence all around, even if the wind was blowing, it was extremely harsh, he knew very well that the martial arts of Mo Dump Chi were unfathomable, only above him and not below him, and the current situation was unknown, he really didn't want to have a conflict with Mo Dump Chi and anyone in the Great Song Dynasty Martial Arts.

Therefore, Qiao Feng could only stand motionless and line up on the eaves in the corridor to listen to the sweet words he didn't want to hear.

However, there is one thing he is still very puzzled and very curious, why does Mo Dump Chi say that he only has a mere seven years of life? He had fought with Ink Dump Chi, and he had also carefully observed Ink Tilt Chi's side, and Mo Tilt Chi did not want to be terminally ill. And Mo Tingchi's words just now were very sincere, and he didn't speak.

Qiao Feng was puzzled by this.

Mu Wanqing was the same, and she couldn't figure it out, but she could hear that Mo Dump Chi didn't deliberately make up lies to trick him.

She obeyed the man who was a little domineering in her elegance at this time, sitting in front of this corridor with the elegant name of Bauhinia, and she had already recovered from her irascible and extreme temperament, and she noticed that the yard she had inadvertently broken into was full of her favorite orchids, of many varieties, mainly white and purple.

The girl who is still at the age of innocence and romance can't help but think in her mind, she likes orchids all along, and she has only said to the man in front of her.

Mo Tingchi was very puzzled and pulled Mu Wanqing in reverie, and handed the medicine bag directly to Mu Wanqing's hand with his left hand, his words were crisp and neat, and his purpose was strong: "My hand is injured because of you, quickly bandage me." ”

Mu Wanqing did not refuse, opened the medicine bag, and very skillfully took out all kinds of wound medicine from the medicine bag and smeared it on the knife mark in Mo Tingchi's hand, which was not deep but not shallow, when looking at the knife mark, Mo Tianchi keenly noticed that this stubborn and cold girl obviously showed a touch of sadness on her face, Mo Tianchi did not speak, and looked down very calmly at this woman whom he met by chance because he went to Wuliang Mountain more than a year ago.

Perhaps Mo Dumpchi himself didn't notice that he looked at the woman who was seriously helping her bandage her wounds, and a watery tenderness flashed in his eyes that was deeply hidden but still not completely concealed.

"Hey, why don't you drive me away?" Mu Wanqing wiped the sweat from her forehead very carefully and gently, and asked while wrapping a white towel on Mo Tingchi's wound.

Mo Dump Chi could clearly hear the hint of indignation in the tone of this girl who had never known how to hide her emotions, and for this woman with an indissoluble relationship, Mo Dump Chi deliberately replied in an indifferent tone: "Since you don't want to go, is it useful for me to drive you away?" Mo Dump Chi, who noticed that Mu Wanqing's speed of bandaging the wound was obviously a little slower, was not in a hurry, and continued: "And you yourself are a woman worthy of any man's affection, if you don't want to leave, I naturally refuse to let you go." ”

It was obvious that Mo Dumpchi, who was a little faster than the gauze, glanced at this innocent woman who was full of joy and anger, and sighed secretly in his heart, such a woman would be melted even if she was a hard-hearted man.

His encounter with Mu Wanqing was not good, and there was no so-called love at first sight, it was more of a disgust at first sight, it was Mu Wanqing's existence that led him to go to Dali to get the Northern Spiritual Skill, Ling Bo Weibu's plan came to naught, and he had the heart to kill this woman in the world, but the world is impermanent, because he devoured the reckless poisonous clam of the King of Ten Thousand Poisons because of greed, resulting in the loss of all his skills during that time, if it wasn't for Mu Wanqing's life, I am afraid that even if he is brilliant in the world, he will be poisoned by the fierce South China Sea crocodile god Yue Laosan, who is one of the four evildoers.

"Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid. ”

"Will you remember me when you're dead?"

"I don't know. ”

"Forget it, bury me as long as you're not dead!"

Mu Wanqing and the South China Sea crocodile god fought fiercely and finally jumped off the cliff with him, when this stupid girl in the world actually fell off the cliff with her in her arms, she was ready to use herself to withstand the impact of jumping off the cliff, thinking that he would survive.

Mo Dump Chi, who had already recovered his strength, was both moved and helpless, and finally jumped up the cliff again with Mu Wanqing in his arms.

A voice with a gentle tone in a cold voice interrupted Mo Dump Chi's contemplation: "Ink Dump Chi, is there any cure for your illness?"

Mo Tingchi glanced at the woman who didn't know how to be sophisticated, but still answered Mu Wanqing's question: "Mr. Xue Muhua, the world's first doctor, could only shake his head after taking my pulse, and he didn't even want to open the prescription, what else do you think I can do?" ”

Mu Wanqing shook her head, her face showed an unprecedented solemn look, and even a touch of ink poured into the pond was a little solemn and solemn, she said softly: "I won't regret it, I didn't regret it at the beginning, and now I won't regret it." ”

At this moment, Mo Tingchi, who thought he was clever and eloquent, also stopped talking, he raised his left hand and hugged the woman in his arms again, and it took him a long time before he spoke: "Tell me why you like me, because of the promise you made in front of your master?"

Mu Wanqing nodded, shook her head again, and said, "There is part of the reason, but the more important thing is that you are already very good, the best." ”

Mo Tianchi's hands trembled slightly, his eyes full of wisdom and reason gradually appeared a touch of tenderness and a touch of determination, and said softly: "Wanqing, maybe you are not the most beautiful and temperamental woman I have ever seen, but you are the only person who makes me unable to let go, I can't give you anything, and I won't promise you anything, I will only remember forever and forever that there is a girl named Mu Wanqing in the world, she is not the most beautiful, nor the most lovely, nor the most temperamental, but he is the most inseparable." ”

Mu Wanqing didn't speak, she lay silently in the arms of this man, in her eyes this man is also not the best, even very bad, but she just can't let go, can't forget, can't let go.

Mo Tianchi closed his eyes and said to himself in his heart: "Duan Zhengchun, Duan Zhengchun, who is called fate? ”

Mo Tianchi, who had a big disagreement with Wang Yuyan on the issue of Dali, had silently changed his attention in his heart. There aren't many people who can make the paranoid Ink pour change his mind.

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Wang Yuyan stood at the door of the empty study with a cup of tea, a pair of clear eyes, looking through the sparse leaves, silently looking at the scene in the courtyard, she did not speak, but at this time, as long as someone noticed her eyes, they would definitely understand that this intelligent woman had already known the whispers of the couple.