Chapter 20 Is he a eunuch?
The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more he became afraid, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to beat himself up at that time.
I should have asked the imperial doctor to check Nanjia's pulse from the beginning instead of getting angry with her! She had been soaking in the lake for so long, and he should have thought that she would catch a cold. Moreover, she had not eaten all day, and Mo Yan was filled with regret and self-blame.
“The imperial doctor is here” Ah Jiu carried the imperial doctor and rushed over
The imperial doctor put his box aside and took Nanjia’s pulse: “Febrile disease, has the princess caught a cold? ?”
Mo Yan immediately said: "She has been brewing in the water for nearly two cups of tea today."
The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, can a normal person stay in the water for so long?
Mo Yan was very dissatisfied with the imperial doctor's distraction, and said in a cold voice: "Prescribe the medicine!"
"Yes, I will prescribe the medicine now." The imperial doctor trotted out to grab the medicine
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The medicine was given to Nanjia, and she woke up after a while.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Yan's slightly red eyes. She reached out and gently placed her hand on his eyelids: "Mo Mo, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I will never do dangerous things for my baby in the future. No. I make you so worried again.”
The sick Nan Jia’s face was pale but soft. Mo Yan rubbed her head and said softly: “Nan Nan blames me for being too cruel.”
Nan Jia shook her head and looked at Mo Yan seriously: "I don't blame you."
"Then Nan Nan didn't even count what he said today?"
Nan Jia understood Mo Yan. What Yan cares about is that today at noon she deliberately said that she hated him piercing his heart, so Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan with a smile: "Not counting, I like Mo Mo the most."
Mo Yan lowered his head and stroked Nan Jia's hair and said, "Then we can't say such things even if we quarrel from now on. I will be very sad."
Nan Jia reached out and tugged on Mo Yan's sleeve. Mo Yan raised his eyes and looked at her. Nan Jia could see the inferiority hidden in Mo Yan's heart from Mo Yan's eyes. Nan Jia raised her fair face and said, "You bow your head."
Although Mo Yan didn't know her intention, he obeyed. He bowed his head in response to Nan Jia's wishes.
“Hey!” Nan Jia raised her head and pressed her lips against Mo Yan’s hard face
Mo Yan covered the kissed cheek and laughed silently
"Ding, the darkness value is gone, only one corner is left." Although he was very happy to survive after the darkness value was gone, he still felt that his master was too spineless. Is this too coaxing? Does he dare to stay angry longer?
Mo Yan looked at Wen Ruan nestling in his arms late at night, and he stretched out his hand to caress her cheek. Nan Jia felt itchy, so she held down his hand and rubbed it hard. Mo Yan was amused by her actions. So cute!
Mo Yan gently held Nan Jia's head, took out his arm, stood up and left. He picked up a lamp and walked out.
Mo Yan walked near Cuiying Lake and carefully searched the ground for the jade necklace he had thrown away this morning.
Some parts of the jade necklace had been broken. Mo Yan carefully looked for the residue on the ground. This was his punishment for himself. He would retrieve the ones he threw away bit by bit, and then Giving it to Nanjia.
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Nanjia’s physical condition was already good, and after just a few decoctions, he was back to full vigor.
But there were some remarks in the palace that demonized her.
A guard said in a broken voice: "Do you know? The current Nanjia is not Nanjia at all!"
"Huh?" All the palace ladies were surprised
The guard explained to them: "The princess jumped into the lake a while ago and stayed in the lake for two cups of tea. If a normal person would have been suffocated to death, how could she still be alive and kicking? She must have become evil!"< br>
"I also remembered what you said. The original princess was submissive, but now the princess is bold and bold. She has completely changed. People, do you think the princess is possessed?”
The palace maids were so frightened that they had goosebumps all over their bodies
“And the governor used to be vicious and cold, but now But he obeyed the princess, was he obsessed with her? "The matter gradually expanded, and some ministers even mentioned it euphemistically in memorials.
Because of Mo Yan's methods in the past, they no longer dared to directly intervene in the governor's affairs. They proposed to take advantage of the festival to let some 'masters' go to the palace to purify the evil spirits to ensure the prosperity of the country.
When Mo Yan saw these memorials, he laughed angrily and threw them to the ground.
“It seems that the lessons given before were not enough!” They actually dared to point fingers.
"Xiao Fuzi, cut out the tongues of all the gossips in the palace." Since they don't know how to use their tongues correctly, don't use them.
“Yes” Xiao Fuzi lowered his head and responded
Nanjia held a bowl of ice porridge, scooped out a full spoonful and put it into his mouth. When it touched the coldness, Nanjia closed her eyes and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
The survival student looked at Nanjia enjoying himself leisurely and shouted: "Nannan, don't eat! Look at some of the maids in your palace deliberately avoiding you. Now the palace is all about you. It’s a rumor of a demon.”
Nanjia. With no change in her expression, she took another spoonful. She even deliberately stimulated the survivalist: "It's delicious. Do you want to eat it? Oh, no, you can't eat it."
Nan Jia even exposed her face The expression of pity, but this expression is a bit mean.
The survivalist stomped his feet in the black smoke to threaten Nan Jia: "Nan Jia Jia! If you are regarded as a monster in this world, you will be burned to death."
Nan Jia paused while holding the spoon, looked at the crystal bowl in her hand, and suddenly felt that the ice porridge in the bowl was no longer fragrant. She silently handed the bowl to Chang Li and sat up straight.
“What should we do?” Nan Jia didn’t want to be burned alive.
“This small world is also relatively feudal and superstitious. You can say that when you were dreaming, an immortal told you that there was a treasure house hidden in Cuiying Lake, and he asked you to get the treasure. There was air in that secret room. After they enter the secret room, the demonization in you can be explained clearly."
"Okay" Nanjia carefully thought about the method given by the survivalist. There are no big flaws, then. Implement this.
When Mo Yan came back from the study, Nanjia told him about the secret room.
Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia deeply. It was obvious that he did not believe that Nan Jia had dreamed about the secret room.
Mo Yan has always wondered why Nanjia knew the existence of the former secret room. Moreover, she was so determined and convinced when she jumped into the lake that the news about the secret room must have been told to her by someone she trusted very much. So who was this person?
Nan Jia has always been in the palace, and there are no unfamiliar faces around her, so who could have told her? And convinced her of the news.
Mo Yan asked the question in his heart: "Nannan, who told you?"
Nanjia replied naturally: "I told you, I was dreaming. Arrived.”
"Is it so accurate?" Mo Yan asked softly
Nan Jia urged: "Mo Mo, don't worry so much now, let's go and get all the treasures!"
< br>"Okay, as you wish!" Mo Yan responded with a smile, but the mood in his eyes was a little gloomy.
(End of this chapter)