Mo Bai simply washed himself, put on a set of clean clothes, came out of the screen, and ate a few big buns.
After that, he rushed to Mingyue Garden without stopping.
There are still almost two sticks of incense left before the training camp, and Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingtao are already preparing to go out.
Mo Bai directly blocked Feng Jiu'er at the door: "Miss Jiu'er, I have something to tell you."
Little Cherry didn't know Mo Bai, so she could only glance at Feng Jiuer.
Feng Jiuer was also a little surprised at Mo Bai's return, but since the Ninth Prince was back, it was okay for him to rush back with him.
She looked at Little Cherry and said, "You go to the martial arts training ground first, I'll come over later."
Little Cherry nodded and left with another woman in the room.
"Mr. Mo Bai, come in and sit down." Feng Jiuer opened the door to the room. After all, he was a man and a woman alone, so if he kept the door closed, he would be afraid of telling the truth.
Although she didn't care much about gossip, she would avoid it if possible.
Mo Bai walked in, then turned around and closed the door.
"Mr. Mo Bai?" She was a little surprised. Don't people in this era care more about reputation?
Mo Bai walked directly to her and took her hand.
The prince only gave him one day. If he didn't act quickly, he was afraid that it would be too late and he would fail the prince's trust.
It turned out that he wanted to check her pulse. Although Feng Jiuer didn't feel there was anything wrong with her body, she didn't stop him.
But looking at the gloomy and tired look on Mo Bai's eyebrows, she couldn't help but frown: "Mr. Mo Bai, how long has it been since you rested?"
His face looked really ugly, and he clearly looked like he would fall down at any time.
Mo Bai said nothing, focusing entirely on her pulse.
But there was no problem with Feng Jiu'er's pulse at all. He thought she would definitely die because of the poisonous insects that gnawed at her heart.
Unexpectedly, Feng Jiu'er appeared in front of him alive now, with his pulse still so even and steady, and his body was actually very healthy.
Suddenly, he grabbed Feng Jiu'er's wrist and pinched her big hole with his fingertips.
Once this acupuncture point is sealed by someone, it is equivalent to the whole person being controlled by that person. Of course, martial arts practitioners will subconsciously resist.
Feng Jiu'er's own thoughts had not yet moved, but the zhenqi in her body already instinctively wanted to protect the master.
Her subconscious drove her body, and she pushed with her backhand. She heard a snap, and Mo Bai was pushed out by her anger and hit the wall hard.
After that, I rolled down, and now I was so exhausted that I really couldn't get up.
"Mr. Mo Bai, you..." Feng Jiuer was stunned for a moment. Seeing the bloodshot eyes oozing from the corners of his lips, she immediately went over and helped him up.
"As expected of you...the true energy protects the body, where does this true energy come from?" Mo Bai was just testing, and the true energy in her body was clearly very different.
I just didn't expect that her true energy was stronger than I imagined, so that I accidentally got hurt by her true energy.
"Mr. Mo Bai, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." Feng Jiuer helped him up and asked him to sit on the chair.
"Why did you suddenly come to check my pulse? Is it..."
"That day you were brought back by Madam Butterfly. She used tame medicinal poison to get into your heart, and she used this method to save the prince's life."
Mo Bai took out a breath and finally calmed down his chaotic breath.
He raised his finger, wiped the blood on the corner of his lip, and then said: "I was there at the time. I'm sorry, I couldn't save you, and I don't know if I should save you."
"I know." Although she was in a coma at that time, she could still feel the movement around her.
Regardless of whether she should be saved or not, Mo Bai couldn't save her at that time. With his skills, he couldn't even defeat Hu Shuang, let alone Madame Butterfly.
What's more, he has been with the Ninth Prince for so many years and is absolutely loyal to the Ninth Prince.
Of course he wanted to try any method that could save the Ninth Prince, so at that time, he must have been conflicted in his heart.
"I understand you, and I don't blame you." In fact, Feng Jiuer always felt that she had no regrets if she could save the Ninth Prince.
Although she doesn’t know where this obsession comes from, she just knows it and has no regrets!
"Mr. Mo Bai, you look inappropriate, let me show you." Feng Jiuer's fingertips were about to fall on Mo Bai's wrist.
Mo Bai panicked and immediately took his hand back.
"Mr. Mo Bai?" Jiu'er was stunned, then suddenly smiled and said: "Are you afraid that I will attack you if I have a grudge against you?"
Mo Bai shook his head: "I couldn't save you that day because I owed you. Even if you attack me, it's a matter of course."
"Then..." Why can't you touch his wrist for a pulse?
Everyone knows that those who are able to heal should not heal themselves. Therefore, Feng Jiu'er didn't know what was going on with his body, and Mo Bai needed someone to push his acupoints and activate his blood circulation.
Why were you so resistant to her taking his pulse?
Mo Bai didn't know what flashed through his eyes, but in the end he just shook his head and said calmly: "Miss Jiu'er, do you feel that something has been wrong with you recently?"
"Isn't it right?" Feng Jiuer looked confused. What's wrong? He can eat, drink and sleep. Although he was a little weak before, hasn't he slowly gotten better in the past two days?
"Can you let me continue to check your pulse?" Mo Bai asked again.
Feng Jiuer was a little dumbfounded. This guy didn't want anyone to check his pulse, but he really liked to treat others.
She didn't say anything, sat down not far from him and stretched out her hand.
Mo Bai's fingertips once again landed on her veins, this time more seriously and carefully than before.
There is indeed nothing wrong with my pulse, but I always feel like something is wrong.
He didn't retract his fingertips, nor did he look at her. He didn't know where to look, and asked calmly: "Miss Jiu'er, in order to save the prince, they almost killed you. Do you have any resentment towards the prince in your heart?"
"Sorry, I just want to know more about your situation. After all..." He was silent for a moment and then said: "If you are not happy to answer, don't force it."
"There is no hatred, no resentment." Feng Jiuer's eyes darkened. There were some things that even she couldn't understand.
"I think I should have been willing to sacrifice my life for the prince at that time. At that moment when the Gu worm entered my body, I could actually use my true energy to block it, but I didn't seem to be in the mood to struggle at all."
Yes, it was this feeling that still puzzled her to this day.
No one wants to die, everyone wants to live, but why was she so decisive and gave up the chance to live?
Could it be that her patriotism has become so strong? Is she so kind?
"Mr. Mo Bai, I seem...there is something wrong, and I want to know why."
Mo Bai noticed another question: "You... call him Prince?"
