Chu Qingwan quickly got on the carriage, her lips pursed tightly.
She spoke harshly to Chu Qi, but she had to admit that after the rejection dissipated, a trace of joy filled her heart.
She repeatedly warned herself not to make the same mistakes again, but despite having been short of family in her two lives, Chu Qi's words still pricked her soft spot.
Chu Qingwan slowly loosened her tight lips, forced down the thoughts in her heart, and said softly: "Let's go."
The driver raised his whip and the carriage quickly arrived at Taoranju.
Chu Qingwan went directly to Prince Qi's Mansion without stopping.
I don't know who provoked Mo Jingyu. His face was full of gloom at this moment. When Chu Qingwan saw this, he blurted out: "Why do you look like this? Is there another flower picker?"
This has to go back to five days ago.
At that time, the people from the palace caught the flower-picking thief who had made the Minister of Punishment very worried.
Lin Yu followed his prince's instructions and took the person to the palace first. Mo Jingyu interrogated him personally. After the flower picker confessed, he cut off his crime tools without hesitation.
The flower picker was in so much pain that he screamed at the top of his lungs. Mo Jingyu listened to his ears and felt that the noise was extremely loud, which made the bad breath brought by Shoukanghou even worse.
He was unhappy, so he sent word to the Minister of Punishment who was so frightened by him that he had nightmares every night. His cold and treacherous force pressed down on him, making the Shangshu of the Punishment Department weak in his knees and swear to heaven that nothing like this would happen again.
After the Minister of Punishment was carried back to the Minister's Mansion, Mo Jingyu was still unhappy.
When Chu Qingwan met and asked what was going on, Lin Yu racked his brains to explain, saying that they had caught a flower picker, and that his prince hated such people the most in his life. He was so angry.
Therefore, when Chu Qingwan saw the situation in front of him, he naturally thought of this place.
Lin Yu's lips twitched slightly, and he thought to himself: There are no unlucky flower-picking thieves this time. How can the prince deal with his uncontrollable anger?
Mo Jingyu was calm. He twisted his sleeves with his slender fingertips. The breath around his body suddenly disappeared, and he said with a normal expression: "This servant just made a mistake."
Chu Qingwan was doubtful and muttered: "What's wrong is worthy of being so angry? I'm too angry."
Mo Jingyu heard this, but didn't say much. Instead, he asked, "Why did you come so early today?"
Chu Qingwan said: "It has been a while since the diagnosis and treatment. I have to re-examine the condition of your legs, and maybe change the method."
Mo Jing was stunned, and Lin Yu hurriedly moved him to the bed and took off his robe.
Chu Qingwan followed him, without rolling up his pants, and her slender hands touched his thighs.
During normal massages, she would start from the calves. Mo Jingyu was mentally prepared and could always find a way to relax.
But this happened so suddenly that he couldn't react in time. His whole body froze and his thigh muscles tightened instantly.
Chu Qingwan didn't know that this was not caused by his illness, so he secretly thought it was bad and moved his weak and boneless hands to rub it.
Mo Jingyu complained endlessly in his heart and silently recited the mantra to clear his mind. It took him a long time to get rid of all the messy things in his mind.
At this time, Chu Qingwan's hand pressed on the top of his knees, and he hurriedly said: "It's sore here!"
Chu Qingwan pressed it again: "Is it here?"
Mo Jingyu nodded.
Chu Qingwan looked happy.
Three months ago, these acupuncture points had to be stimulated with silver needles before he could feel anything. But now, she just presses them and he can feel them. This shows that the three months of treatment has been quite effective.
Chu Qingwan confirmed several other important acupuncture points, and without exception, she couldn't help but laugh: "My lord, you are one step closer to standing up!"
Mo Jingyu raised his eyes, saw himself stunned in her smiling pupils, and smiled unconsciously.