Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Don't you have eyes, don't you know how to look?" Yun Ruoyue replied coldly, ignoring Mo Li.

Mo Li just suspected that she was a monster, so she didn't want to care about him.

Mo Li was taken aback for a moment. What happened to Niang Niang? How could you talk to him like this?

It was fine before, and being polite to him, it changed in a blink of an eye.

The heart of a woman, the needle on the bottom of the sea, is really unpredictable.

Seeing Mo Li's pitiful and eager knowledge, Feng'er couldn't help but said, "Big Brother Mo, this is a breathing mask. That is an oxygen cylinder. It supplies oxygen to Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu just had difficulty breathing. Now With oxygen cylinders, it's much better."

"It's so amazing, what kind of material is it made of?" Mo Li finished speaking, and wanted to reach out to touch the oxygen cylinder.

Yun Ruoyue stood in front of him with a stride, and said in a deep voice: "Don't touch it, don't get dirty."

One, she hates Mo Li now, so she doesn't let him touch it.

Second, this is made of plastic. There is no plastic at all in this era. She can't explain where these things come from, so she doesn't want Mo Li to touch it.

Mo Li touched a gray nose, and had to retreat angrily and ran to take care of Mo Zhu.

At this time, Mo Zhu could already speak.

Wearing an oxygen mask, he said to Chu Xuanchen: "Subordinates...see the prince, thank the prince, and the empress for saving lives, the subordinates feel... much better now."

Seeing that Mo Zhu's words were still unsuccessful, Chu Xuanchen said: "You take a rest first, don't need to say more about the others, you take good care of your injuries, this king needs you very much."

"Yes, the prince." Mo Zhu heard that the prince needs himself, and suddenly felt that he was very important in the prince's heart. He was a rare talent around the prince, and he was full of confidence in life.

Yun Ruoyue glanced at Chu Xuanchen, cast a wink at him, deliberately lowered her voice, and said softly, "Master, in order to prevent others from harming Mozhu, we must send someone to watch his food. Who made each diet, who gave it, and who bought the ingredients, must be recorded clearly. Once something goes wrong, it is easy to find someone. Mo Zhu's body has been injured after this battle, and if he is injured again, he will be in trouble. NS."

Yun Ruoyue's voice was too gentle, even softer than Nangong's.

Listening, it was both delicate and pretentious, like cotton being pulled into silk threads, so that Chu Xuanchen's eardrums were about to shatter.

He couldn't help but glanced at her coldly, "This king knows that Mo Li, you will send someone to take care of Mo Zhu's diet in the future, so remember not to make trouble again."

"Yes, prince, the subordinates will be careful." Mo Li cares about Mo Zhu more than anyone else. It is only when he takes care of Mo Zhu's diet that everyone is relieved.

"Okay, you take good care of Mo Zhu, this king is gone."

After Chu Xuanchen finished speaking, he waved to everyone, and the tall and stalwart figure walked out unrestrainedly.

He just walked into the yard, Yun Ruoyue hurriedly picked up her skirt and followed it out, calling him with a shrill voice: "Master, did you just leave like this?"

"Are you doing anything?" Chu Xuanchen turned her head angrily, Yun Ruoyue's voice was really ugly, babbling, as if she hadn't eaten.

"The concubine is okay, the concubine just thought, the concubine's concubine made a lot of delicious food, and would like to invite the prince to sit with the concubine and have a drink." Yun Ruoyue finished, blinking towards Chu Xuanchen. Eye.

Her eyes blinked fast, and there was an admiring smile on her face, which looked very cute.

Who knew that Chu Xuanchen gave her a disgusting look, and took a step back suddenly, as if away from something dirty, "Are you sick? Can you speak well? You have a convulsion in your brain?"