After sleeping happily for a long time, at night, Ning Yujin's swollen eyes and haggard face could finally be seen.
Only then did she wash off the makeup and powder on her face, revealing a fresh and refreshing face.
She still fell asleep early. As soon as Xiangyue and Xiangqiao went out, she immediately got up and put on her clothes, reaching out and buttoning the window sill.
To be honest, she didn't know when the shadow guards who came to pick her up had been waiting for her. Anyway, as soon as she knocked on the window edge, they would appear immediately.
Watching them come and go without a trace, with extremely light and graceful postures, she suddenly felt a bit of envy in her heart. She thought it would be great if she learned Qing Gong, and then wiped the soles of her feet whenever she encountered someone she couldn't deal with.
If the oil started running, we wouldn't be in this situation today.
Juehun wants to torture her?
She ran.
Murong Xuan wants to trick her?
She ran.
Mo Jingxiao wants to kill her with air conditioning?
She runs, runs, runs.
It’s just that who should I choose to learn Qing Gong? It’s really a question worth pondering.
"Miss Ning San, we're here."
"Oh, okay."
Ning Yujin came back from her fantasy and when she raised her head, she was already in Prince Ding's palace.
She looked around. The dark night was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. A canopy of sky covered everything in the world. Occasionally, she could hear one or two birds chirping and insects chirping.
And just beneath this seemingly calm surface, countless shadow guards were hiding in some casual corner, watching the surrounding scene closely.
Therefore, Ning Yujin was not sure whether Juehun was still there when he was in Quan Ningbo Mansion, but in Prince Ding's Mansion, that guy would definitely not approach easily.
Without any hesitation this time, she raised her legs and stepped into the small flower hall of Chuanhua Lane.
Even if she knew, the probability that Mo Jingxiao was inside was as high as 99%.
But this time, she came to find him.
Reality is always contrary to imagination. This is really a bloody truth.
It was obvious that just before leaving here yesterday, she vowed to avoid Mo Jingxiao. But today, that vow was blown away by a gust of cold wind, leaving not even a scrap behind.
In the hall, the candlelight was warm, and the air was filled with the delicious smell of incense.
Mo Jingxiao was sitting at the desk specially prepared for her to write prescriptions, and was really writing something.
He stood tall and straight, with his head half hung, and his long black hair flowing down, covering half of his handsome and domineering face, making the bridge of his nose taller and taller, and the lip line more charming.
Hearing the movement, he raised his head and saw Ning Yujin walking straight towards him, looking slightly surprised.
But that look lasted only for a moment. He closed his eyelids, pointed to the bookshelf on the side and said, "Zizhan won't come over for a while. You should read the book first."
The bookshelf that wasn't there yesterday suddenly appeared here today.
Ning Yujin took a casual look and saw that there was a mark of Taiyuan Hospital next to each book. An idea ran through her mind, making her eyebrows jump suddenly.
Could these be all the books collected in the Taiyuan Hospital?
Could it be that Mo Jingxiao specially asked people to move here to show her?
Haha, how is that possible?
Perhaps he was afraid that she would take the wrong medicine and the wrong amount and eventually kill the snow toad, so I got her some authoritative medical books and asked her to study hard.
She walked slowly to the bookcase, took out a book, and flipped through it carelessly.
The books were all good, and the one she picked out at random was an only one. She asked Lu Yixing to help her look for "Golden Bird Medicinal Guide" which she had not found for a long time.
But she had no intention of looking at this now. As soon as her eyes glanced at two words, she couldn't help but look at Mo Jingxiao.
I have to say that serious men are really eye-catching, especially those like Mo Jingxiao who are inherently handsome.
He holds the pen in a very upright posture. His long and well-jointed hands hold the small pen holder, and it feels like he is holding a sword.
His strokes are like carvings with a knife, and his strokes are like splitting with swords. Every word is sharp, just like him.
Suddenly, he turned his pen, pulled out a piece of paper, and wrote on it: "What are you looking at?"
Ning Yujin came back to her senses in an instant, only to realize that she had walked up to Mo Jingxiao at some point and was actually fascinated by him!
"What, His Highness Prince Ding's handwriting is pretty good!"
She giggled, looked up at the sky and down at the ground, but she didn't dare to look at Mo Jingxiao.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he still caught a glimpse of him folding what he had just written and stuffing it into an envelope.
"If you hadn't told me, I would have thought you were a spy sent by the enemy to spy on the military situation." Mo Jingxiao curled up the corner of his mouth, looked at her embarrassed look, and smiled lightly.
Ning Yujin's eyes widened for a moment, and she quickly turned to look at him, raised her hands and vowed: "The heaven and the earth can be used as a guide, and the sun and the moon can be used as indicators. We look very patriotic. How could we be a spy sent by the enemy?
Besides, I didn’t see anything just now!”
"Really?" Mo Jingxiao leaned to the side and got closer to her.
She took a step back and nodded solemnly: "Really."
She even said that she looks patriotic. Is there anyone who says it more truthfully than her?
"Since you haven't read anything, how do you know that my handwriting is good?" Mo Jingxiao would not be easily fooled by her, and he directly captured the key points in one sentence.
"Uh..." Ning Yujin looked at those playful phoenix eyes, and her head suddenly got stuck.
After a pause, she then said solemnly: "Your Highness Prince Ding, your posture of holding the pen is neat and strong. When you write, your pen moves like a dragon or a snake. If you have divine help, just by looking at these, you can see the character of the words you write. It must be
You are as strong-willed as you, Your Highness, and would rather break than bend. So when I say that your handwriting is good, there is no falsehood at all."
Tsk, look at how seriously and sincerely she speaks, look at her big innocent eyes, look at her literary level that has skyrocketed in an instant, Mo Jingxiao, if you dare to be stubborn again, I will kill you in your sleep!
Mo Jingxiao was not as owed as she thought. Instead, he stabbed her in the back of her mind: "Okay, if you have something to talk about, why do you come to see me?"
When Ning Yujin heard this, she almost rushed over and hugged Mo Jingxiao's thigh.
Can you tell me if this is God's will? She was just thinking about how to talk to Mo Jingxiao, but he brought it up first.
She immediately lost her politeness and coughed twice. While looking at Mo Jingxiao's face, she said cautiously: "Well...then what...I want to have a relationship with the prince."
Mo Jingxiao replied directly without thinking: "Except for Zizhan, you decide the rest."
Ning Yujin looked at him blankly: "Why should we get rid of Mr. Murong?"
Mo Jingxiao raised his sharp eyebrows, and his whole body instantly exuded an air-conditioning aura: "Do you really want him?"
"No, no..." Ning Yujin waved her hands quickly, and for a moment she wanted to scold herself for being stupid.
Murong Xuan was Mo Jingxiao's military advisor, how could he be loaned out so easily? She was so entangled in this issue that she almost forgot about the business.
"Your Highness Prince Ding, I have encountered a little trouble recently and it is a bit difficult to deal with. Can you lend me 108 for two days?"