Rebirth group favorite: spoiled by the regent king again as a little jiaojiao 249, the back is like Mount Tai, the wings are like clouds hanging from the sky
249, the back is like Mount Tai, the wings are like clouds hanging from the sky
Murong Yu had a dark face tense and did not respond.
He held Ming Wuyou and sat on the edge of the bed, using his internal strength to completely cover Ming Wuyou.
In the blink of an eye, Ming Wuyou's clothes were half dry and his hair began to become thicker.
"Hey?" Ming Wuyou couldn't help calling him. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he wanted to raise his hand to pat his face to attract some of his attention.
Unfortunately, he hugged himself too tightly, so Ming Wuyou's arms could not move, so he had to pull the clothes on his waist, "Your Highness?"
"Don't talk."
Murong Yu's voice was depressing and stiff.
At this time, the imperial physician came.
Murong Yu signaled the imperial physician to come forward to take the pulse, and hugged Ming Wuyou tightly and refused to let go of his hand.
The imperial physician was walking in the palace for many years and was the first time he saw Murong Yu like this. He was suddenly very nervous. He was so nervous that he was chewing his pulse and guessing whether Princess Chaohua had some terminal illness.
If he can't cure his terminal illness, then...will the Regent get furious and split him in half on the spot!
Can--
A moment after pinching his fingers to the pulse, the imperial physician opened his mouth in surprise.
This, it seems to be fine!
Murong Yu asked in a deep voice: "Can't you diagnose it?"
"No..." The imperial physician quickly withdrew his hand and said hesitantly: "The princess seems, it seems, uh... nothing wrong?"
Murong Yu's gloomy eyes fell on the imperial physician's face, "She fell into the water, nearly half a quarter of an hour under the water. Do you think she's okay?!"
The imperial physician was stabbed by the eyes and almost suspected his medical skills. "Uh... Old minister, let's have a diagnosis..."
"No need." Ming Wuyou, whose head was huddled in Murong Yu's arms, said softly: "I'm sorry, I have no problem at all, but I've been in the water for a long time, so I'm a little cold."
"I'll ask the old man to help me prescribe a warm-up soup. I'll make it soak and drink some ginger soup."
"this……"
The old doctor knew that Ming Wuyou said everything was appropriate, but the Regent was cold and he did not dare to agree at will.
Ming Wuyou pulled the clothes on Murong Yu's waist again, and Rourou said, "Your Highness, why are you scaring the imperial physician? I'm really fine."
Murong Yu was frightened by the color of the red and green intersecting on the lake just now.
I haven't come back to my senses yet.
Even though Ming Wuyou repeatedly promised that he was fine, he couldn't feel at ease. He stared at the imperial physician with fierce and hatred, as if he had to say something to come out.
Ming Wuyou sighed in his heart and said in a very small voice: "You ask the imperial physician to go out, I have something to say to you."
When she spoke, her hands were stroking Murong Yu's waist one after another.
The soft and soft touch dissolved the many evil spirits on Murong Yu's body and also made his heart feel a little relieved.
But this little bit was not enough to soothe his fear.
In less than half a month, he saw with his own eyes that Ming Wuyou was in danger twice, and now he felt like he was walking on the ice, feeling no security.
He finally spoke out: "Get back!"
"Old minister obeys the order!"
The imperial physician quickly retreated with the medicine box. The entire back hall was so quiet that he could only hear the breathing of Ming Wuyou and Murong Yu.
Murong Yu didn't say anything, and looked at her with a deep look, waiting for her to speak.
"Are you nervous?" Ming Wuyou asked softly, "Have you been in the water for a long time?"
"Um."
Murong Yu stiffly replied to a word.
Ming Wuyou said with a smile: "Silly, have you forgotten that I have a nickname called Sea Dragon Girl? Do you think something will happen to the Dragon Girl staying in the water?"
"I, it's like a fish in the water."
Murong Yu said: "There is blood on the water."
"Other's." Ming Wuyou put his face on his heart, "But it was still quite scary, but fortunately he reacted quickly at that time."
Murong Yu remained silent again, but his hand holding Ming Wuyou gradually tightened.
After a while, he asked again: "What is warm soup?"
"Bath soup." Ming Wuyou said slowly: "It's just a bath soup with some medicinal herbs to prevent the cold from entering the body."
Murong Yu suddenly picked her up and strode deep into the hall.
Ming Wuyou asked him: "What are you doing?"
But today Murong Yu was extremely silent and did not return to her.
He took Ming Wuyou all the way to a pond, and walked in with Ming Wuyou in his arms.
"Is this a hot spring palace?" Ming Wuyou asked in surprise.
Among this palace, only the Hot Spring Palace has a warm spring.
"Um."
Murong Yu responded with a simple response and walked to the depths of the pool to pull Ming Wuyou's clothes.
Ming Wuyou shouted: "Don't..."
But Murong Yu didn't say anything, and threw his wet clothes to the pool with a few strokes, with a click.
His hands were even more overwhelmed by Ming Wuyou's body, sure that he was not injured and that his skin was smooth.
Everything happened quickly and quickly, and Ming Wuyou didn't even have the time or opportunity to refuse.
She subconsciously wrapped her hands on her chest and said with a red face: "Why are you doing this so random..."
Murong Yu, who had confirmed that Ming Wuyou was really unscathed, breathed a long sigh.
He hugged Ming Wuyou tightly, kissed Ming Wuyou's forehead gently, cautiously, with some depression and sighs after a lifetime of disaster.
The hugs and kisses were not at all lustful.
Ming Wuyou sighed for the first time in his heart. He knew that his comfort was useless, so he could only wait for him to relax.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of footsteps vaguely sounded outside.
Murong Yu finally let go of Ming Wuyou, "I'll go out."
"Okay." Ming Wuyou nodded, "The incident of Princess Anping falling into the water is related to that Song Lingxiang. I heard it when I was at the bottom of the water. Also, Xu Guangxian had asked me more than an hour ago."
"Say she heard someone plotting to harm me after she was on the rockery and brought up the water plants."
"Although she didn't say who she was, I think she must know something. And... the eunuch who attacked me got hit on my bone needle and went into the water. Now he is probably dead..."
"Catch him out, you should be able to find some."
"So calm down." Murong Yu's generous big hands fell on Ming Wuyou's hair.
"good."
Ming Wuyou nodded.
Murong Yu let out the water with a "slam".
The generous and noble court ward was twisted into a ball because of excessive moisture, but it did not damage his arrogant aura at all.
Ming Wuyou looked at his straight back and suddenly remembered a sentence from "Xiaoyaoyou".
The back is like Mount Tai, and the wings are like clouds hanging over the sky.
Ming Wuyou will certainly feel at ease if he leaves everything to him.
Ming Wuyou slowly sank into the warm spring, remembering what happened under the water today.
Fortunately, she first put a hole in Princess Anping before saving the person, otherwise she would be underwater for a long time and she would have left sequelae if she didn't die.
Her expression gradually became cold, and a deep hatred arose in her heart.
Just target her with hatred and hatred, why should I murder Princess Anping?
What does the lives of others mean to those people!