The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 918 Become a man? 7
Mo Lichen leaned back slightly, avoiding Tao'er's hand, "I'll do it myself."

Seeing this, Tao'er paused, "But miss."

Mo Li stood up with strong support, and felt severe pain behind him, so he quickly supported the side of the bed.

Seeing this, Tao'er supported Mo Lichen's arm, "Miss, be careful."

Mo Li frowned deeply, Nangong Wuxin's body was too delicate, she couldn't stand up on a few boards.

Glancing at the supported arm, she moved her lips, and finally resisted the discomfort in her heart and walked towards the table.

……

After eating, Tao'er helped Mo Lichen lie down again, then packed up his things and left.

At this time, Xing'er who was out of the house came back.

"Miss." Xing'er walked in from the outside and walked to Mo Lishen's bedside.

Mo Li Shen raised his eyes, "Did you find out what I asked you to inquire about?"

Xing'er nodded and shook her head again, "I inquired about it, but I haven't heard anything unusual about the Prince's Mansion."

Mo Li Shen heard the words, his eyes darkened slightly.

Now that he has occupied Nangong Wuxin's body, does that also mean that Nangong Wuxin has taken his body?

If so, Nangong Wuxin should find a way to meet her.

If she hadn't occupied her body, there would be no rumors in the Prince's Mansion.

Or... His body is now in a coma, and the people in the Prince's Mansion concealed it in order not to cause trouble.

"Miss, why don't I ask someone to inquire about it tomorrow?" Xing'er asked.

"No need, go down." Mo Lichen waved his hand.

Xing'er heard the words, blessed her body, and went out.

In the room, Mo Lichen was the only one left.

……

The night was slightly cool, a bright crescent moon hung on the treetops, and a black shadow crossed the sky and fell into Nangong Mansion.

It was very quiet in Nangong Mansion.

Under Thh's navigation, Wuxin landed in Xinyue Pavilion, which is Nangong Wuxin's yard.

He quietly walked into Nangong Wuxin's boudoir.

The light in the room was dim, and the shadow of the candle was flickering. There was a person lying beside the bed, flipping through a book boredly.

"His Royal Highness is very interested." A cold and lazy male voice sounded.

Mo Lichen raised his head slightly, and saw a person who was too familiar.

Wu Xin, who was dressed in a man's skin, put his elbows on the armrests of the wheelchair, leaning against the wheelchair, with a smile on his lips, looking at Mo Lichen leisurely.

Mo Li squinted his eyes and looked at Wuxin.

It was clearly his own body, but Mo Lichen saw a different temperament.

Just looking at her smile, Mo Lichen felt his heart was being gently scratched by a feather, making his heart itch.

Mo Li cursed secretly, looked at Wuxin indifferently, and opened his lips, "Nangong Wuxin?"

The smile on the corners of Wuxin's mouth remained unchanged, she moved her hand, pushed the wheelchair, and then went to Mo Lishen's bedside, "It's me."

Mo Lishen was slightly surprised.

He has the memories of Nangong Wuxin, although not all of them, but it is not difficult to see Nangong Wuxin's temperament.

But the person in front of him is exactly like Nangong Wuxin.

"It really is?"

"What? Don't believe it?" Wuxin looked at Mo Lichen with a smile.

"It's just that what I understand is a bit different." Mo Lishen said truthfully, with a hint of familiarity in his tone.

Mo Li felt strange in his heart, this feeling was as if he had opened his heart on his own initiative.

"The rumors are unbelievable." Wu Xin said seriously, with a very serious expression on his face.

Mo Li chuckled lightly, thinking that Wu Xin was very cute at this time.

Realizing his thoughts, Mo Lishen felt a little dazed again.

(End of this chapter)