Chapter 833 - Illness, three small milk packets
The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife
She discovered that Jing Tian Jue wasnât like her at all. She had followed Ye Yunjinâs personality. Urinate to the girl, make the girl happy.
More importantly, this little fellow couldnât even move after seeing the young girl.
A hint of worry flashed past his eyes, seeing that the three children were chasing after them in the garden, playing around happily, Mo Youyou smiled.
Jing Bi Yao looked at Jing Tian Jue and said to Mo Youyou: âSister-in-law, Jueâerâs character seems to be following me. Iâve been so lively since I was young. â
Mo Youyou looked at Jing Bi Yao and could not help but laugh. âThese three children, which one of them has a personality that doesnât suit you?â
Jing Bi Yao was stunned. It made sense to think about it. Perhaps the three children had grown up together. Ye Zichen nodded with satisfaction, while hoping that the children would grow up to be as simple and happy as they were now.
The three of them were chatting happily when the figures of the Godfiend and Jing Muhan appeared.
The instant Jing Tian Jue saw Jing Mo Han, he looked at Jing Tian Jue with his bright eyes and shouted, âFather!â
Jing Muhan saw a small black figure pouncing towards him, and slightly leaned backwards, not intending to catch him.
Jing Tian Jue had also guessed that it would be like this. Her tender lips curved up into a beautiful arc. Her black hair fell on her back and her beautiful face was as exquisite as a girlâs.
He glanced at Mo Youyou with his glowing eyes, and suddenly changed direction as he flew towards Mo Youyouâs embrace!
He didnât believe that his father would remain indifferent when he saw him crawl into mufeiâs arms!
Just as Jing Tian Jue was about to fall into Mo Youyouâs embrace, as expected! A black figure suddenly flashed by and disappeared along with Jing Tian Jue in front of Mo Youyou.
Mo Youyou frowned as she looked at the figures of the father and son, Jing Muhan and Jing Tian Jue, not far away.
The young and the old were standing together. One of them was as cold as ice and looked like a strict father. The other oneâs face was a little pink. There was a pretty smile on his face.
While he was lost in thought, Jing Muhan said to Jing Tian Jue, âJueâer, I said that you are not to be hugged by your mother! Youâre not young anymore! â
Jing Tian Jue snorted coldly and glanced disdainfully at Jing Mo Han: âHumph! Jueâer is only five years old and her two younger sisters can be carried by their mother, so why canât I do the same?! â
âYouâre a boy! Men and women should not be intimate with each other! â
Mo Youyou heard Jing Muhanâs serious expression and rolled her eyes at him. She then walked over and pulled Jing Tian Jueâs hand as he said, âJueâer, donât listen to your royal fatherâs nonsense!â
Jing Muhan stood at the side as he coldly looked at the scene.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
In the pavilion, Jing Bi Yao and Lan Linlin looked at the two and couldnât help but laugh. When they saw Jing Mushengâs gaze sweeping over them, they hurriedly got up and left with their daughters as an excuse.
In the flower garden, only Mo Youyou and her family were left. Jing Tian Jue raised his eyes to look at Jing Mu Han and suddenly asked: âFather, have you recovered from your illness?â
A strange look flashed past Jing Muhanâs eyes as he cast a glance at Mo Youyou. He then quickly covered Jing Tian Jueâs mouth, signalling him to stop talking nonsense.
Jing Tian Jueâs brows were knit tightly together as he looked at Jing Mo Hanâs thousand-year-old face. Doubt filled his eyes.
Mo Youyou saw that the father and son pair had seen the panic in Jing Muhanâs eyes, and asked, âAre you father and son hiding something from me?â After saying that, she looked at Jing Muhan, âJin, are you sick?â
Why didnât she know?
Jing Muhan was startled, then said with a pursed lips smile, âDonât listen to Jue-erâs nonsense, when did I ever get sick? Even if I really get sick, I will quickly recover. â
Mo Youyou stared closely at Jing Muhan, trying to see something in his eyes. It was just that Jing Muhan had hidden it too deeply, so she couldnât see through it. Forget it, he would definitely tell me when he avoids Jing Muhan and pesters Jueâer.
With this thought in mind, he no longer spoke.
During the night, Mo Youyou slept soundly in Jing Muhanâs embrace. Jing Muhan suddenly opened his eyes, a deep red flashed across his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he looked at the little girl in his embrace. He touched her sleeping points, carefully covered her, and staggered out while clutching his chest.
Inside the study room, the candlelight flickered as Jing Tian Jue passed by. He curiously looked at the familiar yet slightly embarrassed figure in the study room. Blinking curiously, he asked, âHas royal fatherâs illness returned?â He was mumbling as he approached the study room.
At this moment, Jing Muhan was clutching his chest with one hand and supporting himself on the table with the other, making his entire body unsteady.
He spat out a dazzling bright red blood. He hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth.
His deep eyes stared at the blood on the handkerchief.
However, his ten-year lifespan was already halfway through. Starting from last winter, it was as if his body had lost its divine power. The attacking power was weakening every day, to the point that he would often vomit blood and have angina at midnight. It was probably because he used his divine power to stop Jueâer that he suddenly became so serious!
The handsome face was as white as paper. Jing Muhan coughed lightly as he walked over to the desk and sat down. This little girl will not be able to see his current appearance!
Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a sudden commotion sounded out from outside. Jing Mo Han asked, âWho is it?â
Jing Tian Jue hid under the window, not daring to make a sound. He thought that Jing Muhan did not notice him, so he stood up to tell his mother about the situation with his father. In the end, his entire body was lifted up.
Both of his legs kicked in the air for a while before his gaze landed on Jing Muhan, âRoyal Father, you have something to hide from mufei! Iâm going to tell mufei youâre sick! âHeâs very sick!â
âI is fine, he just angered her. Jueâer, donât mess around! â
âIâm not messing around! Father lied! I clearly saw my royal father vomit blood just now!
Before he finished speaking, Mo Youyouâs clear and cold voice came from outside the door: âJin, Jueâer, are you in the study room?â
Jing Moyan suddenly covered Jing Tian Jueâs mouth and shook her head, âDonât tell your mufei. She will be worried if she finds out. Tomorrow, I will tell you everything! â
When Jing Tian Jue saw this, he nodded his head, expressing his agreement to Jing Mo Hanâs words.
After calming himself down, he forced himself to walk to the door. Opening the door, he saw Mo Youyou frowning and looking confused, he asked: âWhy are you awake?â
Mo Youyou asked curiously: Jin, Jueâer, what are you two doing here without sleeping in the middle of the night? The father and son duo were already acting weird during the day, but being so mysterious tonight, not sleeping at all in the middle of the night, Mo Youyou felt that something was amiss the more she thought about it.
Seeing that there was something wrong with Jing Muhanâs expression, she looked at him and asked, âWhatâs wrong with you?â Is there something wrong with your body? â
Jing Muhan shook his head, âNo, donât think too much. Iâs body has always been strong and sturdy, canât you feel it? â
The deep meaning in his words was naturally understood by Mo Youyou and her face suddenly flushed red. She could not help but roll her eyes at Jing Mu Han: âJueâer is here! You dare to say anything! â
Jing Muhan looked at Mo Youyou with interest as he said with a smile, âJueâer is still young, he doesnât understand what we have to say anymore.â
Who would have thought that Jing Tian Jue would open his mouth and say in a tender voice, âFather, Iâm not young anymore. I know a bit about the matters between men and women.â