Mo Jingyu has finished taking a bath. He is leaning against the bedside in his middle coat. His front is loose. His semi-wet black hair hangs on his shoulders. It is loose on his chest, covering his vaguely strong chest. He is full of laziness.
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Chu Qingwan had seen him like this many times, but every time his heart skipped a beat and his ears felt slightly warm as if he was being bewitched.
She gathered her thoughts and walked towards him. The light fragrance after the medicinal bath slowly dissipated. Mo Jingyu also raised his head. Seeing her tired face, his eyebrows subconsciously twisted, but he didn't say anything.
Chu Qingwan rubbed his shoulders and neck, and without saying a word, let him lie down, rolled up his trousers, and quickly inserted needles with his fingertips.
She was really tired these past two days. Her eyes were sore as she stared at the injection, so she simply rested while waiting.
She learned her lesson from the past, and instead of leaning on the bed, she slid down a little and sat on the couch, with her head lying on the edge of the bed.
Not long after, the sound of even breathing came, and Mo Jingyu muttered: "What are you doing? You are so tired."
He didn't disturb her, and Lin Yu, who was standing aside, didn't say anything. He waited until it was time to pull out the needle and then softly called: "Doctor Chu, it's time."
Chu Qingwan was thinking about it, so he slept lightly. When he shouted, he shook his eyelashes and woke up, taking out the needle skillfully.
During the massage, Mo Jingyu saw her yawning profusely and couldn't help but ask: "What has Divine Doctor Chu been busy with these past two days?"
As far as he knew, Chu Qi didn't need her to do everything herself, so why was she always exhausted? Can her body bear it?
Chu Qing's late words were concise and concise: "Make money."
The wrinkles between Mo Jingyu's eyebrows deepened.
This wasn't the first time she said this. She had frankly admitted that she was short of money before, but Mo Jingyu couldn't figure it out.
The expenses of the three little ones are not big, and the number of people in her mansion is far less than that of the palace.
As for the property titles that the old man of the Chu family gave her, part of them were rented out, and some of them were taken care of by the old man's people. The proceeds were all sent to Tao Ranju, and there was so much money to spend.
Furthermore, she had just used Nishangfang to ask the Liu family to pay a sum of money some time ago. That amount was enough to keep their whole family miserable for three months. How could they end up in such a situation?
Mo Jingyu couldn't understand, so he said casually: "Is Divine Doctor Chu anxious to save a dowry for himself?"
Chu Qingwan answered quickly: "Save money for your wife."
She has two sons. Although they each have their own abilities, she still has to build up a solid family fortune so that her daughter-in-law will not have to endure hardships when she marries them in the future.
The corner of Mo Jingyu's mouth twitched: "You are very thoughtful."
How about a child who is only four or five years old and coaxes ghosts?
Chu Qingwan thought he was praising her, moved her fingers to his thigh, and said happily: "My lord, your muscles are not as stiff as before."
Mo Jingyu tried his best to ignore her touch and try to relax. When she spoke, his attention returned to his thighs, which immediately tightened unconsciously.
Chu Qingwan was surprised: "Why are you so hard again? My lord, why are you so nervous?"
The veins on Mo Jingyu's forehead twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."
Chu Qingwan didn't know why, but seeing that his normal face just now was a little gloomy, he wisely stopped talking.
After a while, Mo Jingyu's stiff body slowly returned to normal.
Chu Qingwan yawned again, stood up and shook his arms: "Okay, we'll be here tonight."
Mo Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked her: "Will Divine Doctor Chu always come so late in the future?"
Chu Qingwan said: "Not necessarily, it's possible sooner or later. I'm really busy with something, so I'd like to ask the prince to cooperate more and have a good sleep."
After saying that, she turned around and left the room. Mo Jingyu looked at her back thoughtfully.
There was no problem in cooperating, but seeing her so tired made him feel guilty.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Jingyu called Lin Yu and ordered: "Early tomorrow morning, present the list of Zhuangzi's shops to this king."