The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Chapter 669 - You're too kind, I want your life!

Chapter 669 – You’re too kind, I want your life!

Jing Muhan lowered his eyes to look at Mu Ziqiao for a moment before saying, “You’re heavily injured and need to recuperate.”

Mu Ziqiao pursed her lips. “Many thanks, Young Master.”

Mo Youyou turned her head to look at Jing Muhan, “Is there an abandoned mansion that can accommodate these people?”

“Yes, but not much. There’s no room for so many people. ”

“There’s no need for too much. It’s enough for those who are severely injured.”

“Yes.”

Under Mo Youyou’s suggestion, all the severely ill patients were arranged to be in various abandoned residences within the city.

On the other hand, Mu Ziqiao was sent to Jing Muhan’s manor to recuperate.

After everything had been arranged, Mo Youyou looked at Jing Muhan and suddenly said to him, “Thank you.”

Jing Muhan frowned, “What are you thanking I for?”

“Nothing.” Mo Youyou’s eyes were in a daze, avoiding Jing Muhan’s heated gaze. It was as though Jing Muhan’s gaze had always been cold, except now.

Heart like a fawn, uncomfortably will ear of broken hair behind the ear. Jing Muhan spoke, “Don’t move!”

Mo Youyou looked up, she did not know why. With two steps, Jing Muhan walked in front of her, raised his hand, and gently picked up the long hair that had been cut off from Mo Youyou’s lips.

When his ice-cold finger landed on the side of Mo Youyou’s lips, Jing Muhan’s heart froze for a moment. Mo Youyou just stood there without moving, not saying a word.

He allowed Jing Muhan’s finger to rest on her soft lips.

However, this beautiful moment was interrupted by Chu Cheng, who had no eyes at all.

“Prince, this is an urgent letter from the palace.”

Jing Mu Han let out a cold snort, giving Chu Cheng a cold glare, Mo Youyou turned around and went to treat the patients. Chu Cheng knew that he had disturbed the Master’s good fortune, so he lowered his head and muttered: “Your subordinate is willing to be punished!”

“Scram!”

Chu Cheng disappeared.

Jing Muhan looked at the contents of the letter as his deep gaze fell on Mo Youyou. He had never doubted her identity, and had never thought that he would meet or fall in love with her in his entire life. However, what the Divine Lands’ Qi clan owed him would have to be returned one day. If she really was the imperial princess and had the Qi clan’s blood in her body, what would he do?

Tightly furrowing his brows, Mo Youyou turned his back to Jing Muhan. Feeling a cold light sweep over, Mo Youyou suddenly turned his head and shot a glance at the dazed Jing Muhan. He pursed his lips and continued to treat the patients.

After busying himself for an entire day, Mo Youyou was so tired that his waist and back ached. He followed Jing Muhan to an especially quiet and quiet manor.

He turned his head to look at Jing Musheng and asked, “This is your manor?”

“Right.”

“Very beautiful.”

“Right.”

“Jing Muhan?”

“Yes!”

Mo Youyou did not say anything, why did he suddenly become like the first time they met, cold and detached?

Jing Muhan sensed his own attitude and returned to his senses. He said to Mo Youyou, “I is a little tired today, you should go and rest as soon as possible.”

Saying so, he quickly walked towards his own courtyard. Mo Youyou glanced at Chu Cheng, “Is your Master sick?”

Chu Cheng shook his head, “I don’t know.”

Mo Youyou said coldly: “If you are sick, go and treat him!”

He just kept a cold face. Who was he showing it to?!

Chu Cheng was at a loss of what to do, he scratched his head and muttered: “Master doesn’t seem to be sick at all ~”

Looking at Mo Youyou’s leaving figure, Chu Cheng hurried to Jing Muhan’s courtyard.

In the silent night, the crickets broke the silence, Mo Youyou laid on the window sill looking at the stars in the sky, her brows knitted tightly.

At the same time, in another courtyard, Jing Muhan stood by the window and looked up at the stars in the sky. His cold expression was the same as the night sky, giving off a chilling feeling.

Mo Youyou muttered to herself, “Ye Yunjin, Jing Muhan, Jing Muhan, Ye Yunjin ~”

He scratched his head in annoyance, “Ye Yunjin! “Jing Muhan!”

“Ye Yunjin!”

Yes, she seemed to care more about Ye Yunjin. Care? Mo Youyou suddenly regained his senses, his eyes opened wide as he looked at the stars in the sky, “Ye Yunjin, do I care about you?”

But Jing Muhan? Why did she feel different from an ordinary person? It was obvious that he was cold and unreasonable, but why did she care about his attitude towards her today?

He had a troubled expression as he laid on the windowsill. After a long time, he finally managed to think about the matter regarding Jing Muhan and Ye Yunjin.

As for Jing Muhan, he seemed to be in no better condition. He had obviously spent so much thought on Mo Youyou and already suspected that her identity was different, but he was still unwilling to investigate. He had found it, but he wasn’t willing to accept it.

As he muttered Mo Youyou’s name, his heart was especially frustrated. The wound on his back ached. He could clearly remember how she felt when she personally applied the medicine and touched his back with her fingertips.

The night passed, and the two of them did not sleep either. In the morning, Mo Youyou could not resist her sleepiness and went back to bed with a yawn. She fell into a deep sleep.

After Jing Muhan tidied up his clothes, he came to Mo Youyou’s courtyard and his servant told him of Mo Youyou’s situation last night. Jing Muhan frowned slightly. That’s why I didn’t sleep?

What was she thinking? At this moment, he really wanted to know.

He regretted not bringing Jing Bi Yao here. If Jing Bi Yao was here, he might be able to chat with this little woman.

Sighing, he ordered the maidservant, “No one is allowed to wake her!”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

When Jing Muhan left, the servant girl looked in the direction of Mo Youyou’s dorm with admiration. She had never seen the Prince show such concern to a woman before. This person in the yard was the first ~

When Mo Youyou woke up, it was already noon. She rubbed his eyes, put on her clothes and walked out of the dorm, looked at the servants guarding outside, and then glanced at the scorching sun. Mo Youyou squinted his eyes, as if she had overslept.

“Where is the prince?”

“Miss, the Prince has some matters to attend to.”

“Oh.”

“Miss, the kitchen has already prepared food. Is this servant who brought it here for you or? ”

“I’ll eat it myself. “Go ahead.”

“Yes, my lady.”

When the servant left, Mo Youyou did not feel hungry, so she wandered around the villa alone. Walking to the pavilion at the center of the garden, she saw a frail looking back. A man in white clothes stood by the lake and looked at the lotus flowers in the water, giving off a feeling as if he was teetering on the verge of collapse.

Mo Youyou slowly stepped forward, “Young Master Mu.”

Mu Ziqiao turned around. Her complexion was much better than yesterday, and her face had gained some color. Her gentle and refined appearance made her look quite pleasing to the eyes.

When he saw Mo Youyou, Mu Ziqiao’s eyes lit up. The girl in front of him, ever since he had seen her yesterday, looked like an immortal, not wearing makeup.

With a gentle smile, he looked at Mo Youyou and nodded slightly towards her.

Mo Youyou walked over to Mu Ziqiao’s side and looked at her. “How do you feel today?”

“Much better. Lady Mo’s medical skills are indeed extraordinary. “