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Chapter 182 The increasingly weak self-control

Chu Qingwan earned five thousand taels of gold effortlessly and was in a good mood. He was still humming a tune when he went to give Mo Jingyu acupuncture.

Seeing her smiling face, Mo Jingyu felt relieved and asked warmly: "Why are you so happy?"

Chu Qingwan said: "I made money."

The ending sound rises, which shows that it is really enjoyable.

Mo Jingyu looked into her smiling eyes and was surprised to find that her eyelashes were long, her small and straight nose, and her cherry lips that were mumbling words were alluring for no reason.

His eyes dimmed slightly, he quickly turned away, and asked her without saying anything: "How do you earn it?"

Chu Qingwan then told him about Ye Chenxuan's request for medicine.

Mo Jingyu frowned after hearing this, and his tone seemed dissatisfied: "How often do you meet with him in private?"

Chu Qingwan shook his head: "He went to visit my second brother, we just happened to meet him."

Mo Jingyu noticed her title: "Second brother?"

Wasn't he called Second Young Master Chu before?

Chu Qingwan said "hmm" and didn't want to say more.

She did not refute, saying that she already agreed with Chu Qi in her heart. Mo Jingyu clearly did not ask further questions, but he was still worried about Ye Chenxuan: "A bottle of medicine costs five thousand taels, and he is so harsh. Do you hate him?"

Hate proves that we have loved you and we still remember you today.

Thinking of this, Mo Jingyu's eyes darkened a little more, but he heard Chu Qingwan say: "I don't hate it, it's just a shame."

She didn't have a deep dispute with Ye Chenxuan, but she just couldn't stand his inconsistent behavior.

Mo Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and added: "You don't need to worry about people like him, and you don't need to worry about him either."

Chu Qingwan didn't miss her, but Ye Chenxuan always came close to her and always thought he was charming and said some disgusting words.

Hearing what Mo Jingyu said, she said curiously: "My lord, you are quite hostile to him. Do you have any problems?"

Mo Jingyu was startled.

Is he very hostile to Ye Chenxuan? Is he?

Mo Jingyu didn't notice: "No."

If Lin Yu had been present, he would have been able to cite numerous incidents to prove that it was true. But since he was not here, Chu Qingwan believed it because he did not know the inside story.

There was a stinging pain in his legs. Mo Jingyu frowned and chatted with her to divert his attention: "Why don't those three little guys come to the palace recently?"

Chu Qingwan said: "I was fascinated by the anecdotes about the world told by their second uncle. I am so happy that I miss Shu. I don't even want to go back home."

I slept at Baiweixuan last night.

Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows: "They get along well with the Second Young Master Chu?"

Chu Qingwan said: "It's okay, a little worse than you."

Hearing these words made Mo Jingyu feel anxious in his heart, but he couldn't help but think: Children are forgetful, and if the three little ones run to Chu Qi every day, they may forget him soon.

After all, Chu Qi is their second uncle, and he has one more level of blood connection than him.

Mo Jingyu thought for a moment and said: "The lotus pods in the lotus pond are ripe. Last time Tiantian said that she wanted to pick and eat them herself. The weather has been sultry these days, which is just the right time to relieve the heat."

Tiantian had indeed talked about the lotus pods in the lotus pond of the palace more than once. This morning she also asked Chu Qingwan if she could pick them. She had not seen them and could not answer. It would be better if Mo Jingyu said it.

They have been familiar with each other for a few months, and Chu Qingwan was not polite to him: "As long as the prince is not afraid that they will destroy the lotus pods in the pond, I will bring them here tomorrow."

The corners of Mo Jingyu's lips slightly raised: "It doesn't matter."

The chatting time passed quickly, and Chu Qingwan took out the silver needle and massaged him again.

Every time like this, Mo Jingyu would speak less and close his eyes to resist his increasingly weak self-control.

Chu Qingwan focused on his legs and didn't notice any clues. After finishing, he went home and saw a figure wandering in front of the door.

When she got closer, she saw that it was Liu Chuan.


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