"Don't you have eyes? You can't see?" Yun Ruoyue replied coldly, ignoring Moli.
Moli had suspected that she was a monster just now, so she didn't want to pay attention to him.
Moli was stunned, what happened to the empress? Why did she talk to him like this?
You were nice and polite to him before, but everything changed in the blink of an eye.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, it's so unpredictable.
Feng'er saw Mo Li's pitiful look and thirst for knowledge, so she couldn't help but said: "Brother Mo, this is a breathing mask, and that is an oxygen bottle, which supplies oxygen to Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu had trouble breathing just now, and now
It’s much better with oxygen bottles.”
"It's so magical. What material is this made of?" After Moli finished speaking, he wanted to reach out and touch the oxygen bottle.
Yun Ruoyue stepped in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Don't touch it, don't get it dirty."
One, she hates Moli now, so she won’t let him touch her.
Second, it was made of plastic. There was no plastic in this era. She couldn't explain where these things came from, so she didn't want Moli to touch them.
Mo Li was disappointed and had to retreat angrily and ran to take care of Mo Zhu.
At this time, Mo Zhu could already speak.
He put on an oxygen mask and said to Chu Xuanchen: "Subordinate... I'd like to thank you, Your Majesty, and Your Majesty for saving your life. I feel... much better now."
Seeing that Mo Zhu was still having trouble speaking, Chu Xuanchen said: "You need to rest first. There is no need to say anything else. You need to take good care of your injuries. I need you very much."
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"Yes, Your Majesty." When Mo Zhu heard that His Majesty needed her, she immediately felt that she was very important in His heart. She was a rare talent beside His Majesty, and she was full of confidence in life.
Yun Ruoyue glanced at Chu Xuanchen, winked at him, deliberately lowered her voice, and said very gently: "My lord, in order to prevent anyone from harming Mo Zhu again, you must send someone to watch his diet.
Who made each meal, who sent it, and who bought the ingredients must be recorded clearly. If something goes wrong, it’s easy to find someone. Mo Zhu’s body has been hurt after this battle. If he is hurt again, it will be troublesome.
Already."
Yun Ruoyue's voice was too gentle, even gentler than Nangong Rou's.
Listening, it was both delicate and artificial, like cotton being pulled into silk threads, so crisp that Chu Xuanchen's eardrums almost broke.
He couldn't help but give her a cold look, "I know, Mo Li, that from now on, you will send someone to be responsible for Mo Zhu's food and drink. Remember not to cause any trouble again."
"Yes, Your Majesty, my subordinates will definitely be careful." Moli cares about Mo Zhu more than anyone else, so everyone can rest assured when he takes care of Mo Zhu's food.
"Okay, take care of Mo Zhu, this king is leaving."
After Chu Xuanchen finished speaking, he waved to everyone, and the tall and majestic figure walked out casually.
As soon as he reached the courtyard, Yun Ruoyue quickly picked up her skirt and followed him out, calling out to him in a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty, are you leaving just like that?"
"Do you have anything else?" Chu Xuanchen turned around angrily, Yun Ruoyue's voice was really unpleasant, she was slurring, as if she hadn't eaten.
"I'm fine, I just want to say that my maid has cooked a lot of delicious food, and I want to invite the prince to sit at my place and have a drink." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she kept blinking at Chu Xuanchen.
Eye.
Her eyes blinked rapidly, and an adoring smile appeared on her face, making her look very cute.
Who knew that Chu Xuanchen glanced at her with disgust, took a step back suddenly, as if he was away from something dirty, "Are you sick? Can you speak properly? Are you having a brain convulsion?"