Chapter 834 - Going out of the Manor, what's wrong?
The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife
When Jing Mo Han heard Jing Tian Jueâs words, his face was filled with black lines.
This little guy ~
Mo Youyou also stared at Jing Tian Jue with a face full of black lines as she looked at the two of them with her little head raised. She opened her mouth and said to Jing Tian Jue, âJueâer, in the future, you are not allowed to bring up this matter again. Hurry back to sleep, mufei and your father are having a conversation. â
Although Jing Tian Jue was not happy, in the end, he still listened to Mo Youyou and left the study.
After waiting until only Jing Muhan and Mo Youyou were left in the study room, Mo Youyou then closed the door tightly and confirmed that Jing Tian Jue had left. She turned around to face Jing Muhan and asked with a serious face, âJin, how is your body? âDonât tell me thereâs nothing wrong, I donât believe you.â
As he said this, he extended his hand to take Jing Muhanâs pulse.
Mo Youyouâs actions scared Jing Moyan and he hurriedly retracted his hand. However, he was once again grabbed by Mo Youyou and had no intention to let go.
Seeing Mo Youyouâs furrowed brows, Jing Muhanâs heart was in turmoil. If this little girl knew that something was wrong with his body, she would definitely be sad.
He looked worriedly at Mo Youyou and after a while, he saw Mo Youyou curiously staring at Jing Muhan as she said, âThatâs weird â¦â
Jing Muhan was a little nervous. A hint of panic flashed across his eyes as he asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
âItâs nothing. Everything is normal, but why is it that your complexion is getting worse with each passing day?â
Hearing Mo Youyouâs words, Jing Muhan heaved a sigh of relief. She did not manage to find out his condition, or to put it another way, she could not.
After all, he had first entered the cold pond and forcefully absorbed the divine power. Thus, even an ordinary imperial physician wouldnât be able to find out.
She instantly calmed down, hugged Mo Youyou and said in a gentle voice beside her ear, âDonât think too much into it, I is fine.â
Mo Youyou raised her eyes to look at Jing Muhan, but was still a little worried, âReally?â
âYes, really. I will hug you to sleep. â
As she said that, she suddenly carried Mo Youyou, gritted her teeth, and walked towards the dormitory while holding her in order to prevent Mo Youyou from being suspicious.
As he laid peacefully on the bed, Jing Muhan held Mo Youyouâs waist tightly, his eyes closed and his brows knitted tightly. After a long time, he slowly fell asleep.
Mo Youyou heard the regular breathing, looked at the familiar cold handsome face, and once again carefully pulled Jing Muhanâs hand out.
Her heart tightened, something must have gone wrong with his body, otherwise, if she had moved even a little, this man would have been keenly aware of it, and then opened his eyes. But now, when she had grabbed his arm, he did not have any reaction at all.
While he was immersed in his thoughts, on Jing Muhanâs wrist, a peculiar sight suddenly appeared in Mo Youyouâs eyes.
Mo Youyou rubbed her eyes as she looked carefully at the thin silver line on Jing Muhanâs wrist.
Her heart tightened as she tried to hold the silver thread with her other hand.
However, just as it landed on the silver line, the silver line disappeared. What followed was Jing Muhan suddenly coughing intensely.
Seeing that, Mo Youyou anxiously laid on the bed, pretending as if she had said what she said.
Jing Muhan suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Mo Youyou. He suddenly got up and endured the sweetness in his mouth, leaving a gentle kiss on Mo Youyouâs forehead before he walked out.
After Jing Muhan left, Mo Youyou sat up and stood in front of the window to watch the faraway courtyard. Jing Muhan used a embroidered handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth and looked at the eye-piercing blood spitting out from his mouth under the tree.
Her hand gripped the windowsill tightly. âJin!â Whatâs the matter with you? What exactly did you hide from me!? â
With worry in his eyes, he looked at the lonely figure behind him. Looking at his back that was trembling and his body supporting himself, Mo Youyou really wanted to help him up and ask about the situation.
But she couldnât. He was such a proud and arrogant person, how could she be allowed to worry about him? Mo Youyou understood her man! Just as he knew her, she would hide it from her.
It seemed that he could only ask Hierarch Shen about it.
He turned around and returned to the bedside. When it was almost morning, Jing Muhan finally returned to the living room. He laid down beside Mo Youyou and rested.
Mo Youyou had not slept for the entire night and even when Jing Muhan returned, she was still pretending to be asleep. Her hand fell on his waist and touched his sturdy body, even touching the layers of hard bones.
He has lost weight â¦
Looking at his somewhat pale face, Mo Youyou kept lost in thought.
It was only then that Mo Youyou opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the door. SShe then looked at the sleeping Jing Muhan and hurriedly put on his clothes before opening the door and looking at the little fellow outside. He coldly warned, âStop being noisy!â
Jing Tian Jue was dressed in a deep purple robe today. He raised his eyes to look at Mo Youyou and said: âMufei, today little sister Mei Er requests me to go to her house to teach her swordsmanship.â
âGo, let your uncle Chu Cheng accompany you.â
Jing Tian Jue unhappily said, âUncle Chu Cheng wants to take care of little sister Jing Xiang. I can go over myself. Besides, itâs just a wall away. â
Mo Youyou looked at Jing Tian Jueâs innocent and handsome face and suddenly thought of Ye Yun Jin. It seemed that the man in the room hadnât appeared as Ye Yunjin for a long time.
After regaining his senses, he said to Jing Tian Jue, âGo, donât be greedy for fun. Mufei has some matters today, you should obediently stay in the mansion and take care of your father. Mufei will be back soon. â
Yue Yu tilted her head and asked Mo Youyou: âMufei, where are you going? âWhy donât you bring your son along with you. Your son can protect you.â
In an instant, Jing Tian Jue didnât want to look for Lan Mei Er in the house next door.
Mo Youyou did not reply to Jing Tian Jueâs words. Instead, she reminded him to stay in the mansion obediently and left the Residence of Regent by himself.
When Jing Muhan woke up, it was already noon. Seeing the glaring sunlight from the window, Jing Muhan habitually wrapped his arm around his side, flinging himself into the air before realizing something was amiss. Suddenly, a hoarse voice shouted: âYouyou!â
She immediately looked for Mo Youyouâs figure in panic.
When the maidservant heard the commotion, she hurried over. âYour Highness, are you looking for the wangfei?â
âWhere did the wangfei go? Go and find the wangfei for I. â He was afraid that she would suddenly leave and disappear. He was afraid that she would leave him and despise him.
These days, although he had been holding on, he knew that his bodyâs condition was becoming increasingly inadequate to meet her needs. She must have sensed something when she asked him about his condition yesterday.
With red eyes looking at his wrist, the silver thread was still moving. Jing Moyan viciously used her other hand to attack the silver thread, but in an instant, a streak of blood flashed across the line. Bright red blood flowed down his arm towards his feet like pouring water.
A moment later, the maidservant hurriedly ran over to report, âYour Highness, the wangfei has left the mansion.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jing Muhan swiftly cleaned the blood off his wrist. With a cold voice, he asked:
âOut of the house? Do you know what she went out to do? â
âIn reply to Your Highness, the wangfei didnât say anything.â
âDammit, you canât even stand to watch a single person die!â
He angrily waved his palm and the servant girl was sent flying.
Everyone was so scared that they didnât dare to raise their heads and quickly retreated several zhang back.
Their princeâs temper had been getting worse and worse lately. So scared ~