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nChapter 662 – Lying on the Couch, Intimately Feeding Water

nHe calmed down and slowly turned around to glance at Jing Bi Yao, then asked with a gloomy voice, “Where’d you take her?”

nJing Bi Yao was startled for a moment before she carefully replied, “No, I didn’t go anywhere.” Royal brother, we are just taking a walk in the palace. Later on, when my sister-in-law said that she was very tired, I came back to sleep with her. ”

nJing Biyao explained the things that she and Mo Youyou had done in the Duke Palaces. Jing Muhan’s expression became even gloomier as he coldly ordered, “All of you, scram!”

nJing Bi Yao looked dejectedly at Jing Muhan, then worriedly at the woman on the bed before walking out dejectedly.

nVery quickly, Chu Cheng brought four or five imperial physicians over. After the physicians looked at them, they all concluded that they had all been poisoned. But he couldn’t find out what poison it was.

nJing Moyan grew anxious and ordered for the imperial physicians to be chased out.

nAfter eight hours had passed, it was already night time. Because Jing Muhan was worried about Mo Youyou, he didn’t even have time for dinner, and had always accompanied Mo Youyou by her side, watching over her.

nFinally, after waiting for more than 8 hours, Mo Beicheng rushed over in a strange manner. He reminded everyone to leave. Jing Muhan was worried, so he decided to stay and watch. As Mo Bei Cheng was an influential figure within Jing Mo Han, he could only give up and allow Jing Mo Han to stay in the house.

nWith just a glance, he knew what had happened to Mo Youyou. He took out a few silver needles from the medicine box that he carried around and pierced them into Mo Youyou’s head.

nSoon, black blood flowed out of the needle. Seeing this scene, Jing Muhan’s face revealed a terrified expression. Seeing the serious expression on Mo Beicheng’s face, he did not disturb him. He just stared at it.

nAfter the time it took for an incense to burn passed, Mo Youyou still had not made a single move. Two hours had passed and Mo Bei Cheng’s forehead was covered in sweat. Jing Muhan couldn’t wait any longer, so he asked in a low voice, “What happened to her?”

nMo Bei Cheng frowned as he muttered to himself, “This damned girl, she clearly suffered from the fire poison, but she actually gave the cold silkworm that she obtained with great difficulty to that brat Ye Yunjin!”

nAfter he finished speaking, he walked over to the side of the bed and glared at Mo Youyou. If I still can’t find the silkworm, this old man should send the white-haired man to the black-haired man! Sigh! “Little girl, it’s fine if you are usually lacking, but why is it related to your own life, and why are you so lacking as well!”

nWhat did Jing Muhan hear? He stared blankly at Mo Youyou, then shot a glance at Mo Beicheng. With a low and deep voice, he asked: “What did you say just now? was she poisoned by fire? ”

n“That’s right!” There’s still a year’s time, but it looks like the early poison broke out! ”

n“You said that she gave the cold silkworm to Ye Yunjin?”

n“Humph!” This girl was simply heartless! Knowing that there was only one Frigid Silkworm and it could even save her life, he actually gave it to Ye Yunjin! “Now that it is done, the old me can only temporarily suppress the fire poison. It will likely be difficult to remove it!”

nJing Mo Han did not hear what Mo Bei Cheng said after that. He only knew that this little girl gave him his life saving medicine! It was no wonder that ever since he was inexplicably saved by this little girl, the cold energy within his body had become less and less. Furthermore, he could often feel a strange energy coursing through his body.

nAs his gaze landed on Mo Youyou, Jing Moyan clenched his fists tightly and said to Mo Beicheng in a low voice, “I is watching her from here.”

nMo Beicheng naturally heard Jing Musheng’s meaning as he had already suppressed the fire poison. Since he had nothing to do here, he carried his medicine box out of the room.

nThe corner of his mouth lifted into a wry smile. Beneath the silver mask, his current expression could not be seen clearly, but the gentle and sparkling look in his eyes revealed just how “sad he is right now”!

nHis throat tightened as he said in a low and deep voice, “Idiot, I’s body can hold up!”

nMo Youyou, who was on the bed, frowned as if she had a bad dream. Jing Muhan reached out his hand and placed it on her forehead, smoothing her brow.

n“I will not let anything happen to you.”

nThe corner of Mo Youyou’s mouth revealed a very shallow smile.

nFor the entire night, Jing Muhan did not close his eyes as he only stared at Mo Youyou, his gaze never moving away from him. Outside the door, Jing Bi Yao had fallen asleep while leaning against a pillar. Seeing that petite figure curled up in the corner, Chu Cheng sighed lightly and landed. He carefully carried Jing Bi Yao and quickly left.

nThe next day, Mo Youyou’s finger moved and Jing Muhan sensed it. He anxiously asked, “How is it?”

nMo Youyou opened her mouth, but no words came out. She was extremely thirsty.

nJing Muhan was startled on the spot as he looked at Mo Youyou, not knowing what she wanted to say. Mo Youyou could not help but wonder in her heart, who was it that made this cold and proud prince come and serve her?

nHe cast a disdainful glance at Jing Moyan as he slowly pointed at the kettle on the table, “Water, water!”

nOnly then did Jing Muhan react, he quickly stood up and poured a cup of water for Mo Youyou’s mouth.

nMo Youyou coldly glanced at the clumsy man again. If he did not sit up, how would she drink?

nHis gaze fell on Jing Mushan’s body and reminded him to help himself to a drink of water. However, Jing Musheng was too worried and asked with concern, “Can’t drink it?”

nMo Youyou slightly nodded, how was she going to drink while lying down!

nAfter saying a few words to himself, just as his gaze landed on Jing Mo Han, he felt his lips turn cold and his mouth moisten. Mo Youyou opened his eyes wide as he looked at the face that was intimately close to his, instantly becoming dumbstruck. “Gu dong” sounds of swallowing came out, causing Jing Muhan’s heart to throb inexplicably with joy.

nThe gaze he used to look at Mo Youyou also instantly became much gentler.

nAnd Mo Youyou was already petrified, so she actually drank Jing Muhan’s saliva! A Mo Youyou who was about to go crazy could not even utter a word. His throat was so dry that it felt extremely uncomfortable.

nJing Muhan did not understand, so he frowned, “You can still do it?”

nMo Youyou shook her head, and Jing Muhan brought another mouthful of water into his mouth. He leaned over and fed the water into Mo Youyou’s mouth, as if he was familiar with the process. This time, Mo Youyou was on guard, so she tightly pursed her lips to prevent herself from drinking Jing Muhan’s saliva again.

nHowever, why would Jing Muhan give her the chance? The sweet water once again flowed down her throat and into her stomach. Mo Youyou struggled with everything he had, but ended up colliding into that soft place, causing her entire body to go numb. A strange feeling welled up in her heart, and her mind went blank.

nAfter being provoked by Mo Youyou’s action, Jing Muhan lost his mind for an instant. He threw the cup down below his feet and used his hands to tightly bind Mo Youyou’s arms. Then, he closed his eyes and slid deeper in.

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