"Jiu'er, you're awake!" Tianci was the first to notice that Jiu'er had woken up, jumped to the bed with joy, and held his hand.
The eyes of Leng Ning and Mo Chuan also followed him. When Jiu'er opened his eyes, Leng Ning's heart that had been hanging finally fell back to its original place, and Mo Chuan's expressionless face also showed some expression.
A rare joy.
"Ninth brother, what's wrong with you?!"
Jiu'er's gaze passed over Tianci and settled on Mo Chuan's face. She looked at him carefully several times, but her eyes were just confused and confused, "Who are you?!"
Leng Ning was shocked. This Jiu'er kept saying that he was the younger brother of the emperor. Could it be that he didn't even know his real brother?!
She instinctively looked at Mo Chuan, and saw sadness in his black eyes, but a gentle smile raised at the corner of his lips, "Ninth brother, I am your third brother!"
"My imperial brother has just turned thirteen this year. How can he be as mature as you? You look quite talented, but you can't even tell a lie!" Jiu'er snorted disdainfully, as if
He was extremely contemptuous of Mo Chuan's words, and suddenly stared at the dragon robe on his body, "You are so brave, you dare to wear this clothes, take it off quickly, or I will ask the emperor to chop your head off!"
The sadness in Mo Chuan's eyes became more and more obvious, and he stared at Jiu'er with regret. He reached out his hand and seemed to want to grab Jiu'er's palm, but Jiu'er dodged it with a wary look on his face.
There was another sound of footsteps outside, and this time, it was a man and a woman who ran in.
The man was about forty years old, with a smooth face and facial features that vaguely showed how delicate he was when he was young. He was wearing a gray eunuch's robe. Because he was running so eagerly, his chest was heaving violently, and he was panting like a stranded fish.
Behind him, followed a young woman in pink palace attire. She was not a very delicate person, but her features were extremely gentle and gentle.
After the man and woman came in, they immediately looked at Jiu'er on the couch, their eyes flashing with surprise. After all, it was because Mo Chuan didn't dare to be presumptuous here, so he knelt down and shouted long live.
"Get up!" Mo Chuan waved his hands lightly, and the man and woman immediately stood up and came to the couch. Seeing the blood on Jiu'er's chest, the middle-aged eunuch's expression immediately changed, "Master, what's wrong with you?!
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"Ninth brother has been poisoned. He has just taken Mr. Baicao's antidote. I'm afraid he will have to adjust his breathing for a few days. You two will take him back to Muxue Palace and take good care of him." Mo Chuan said in a deep voice, "If
If you make any mistakes, you don’t have to come to see me again!"