Reborn as a rebellious son like a wolf

The sky is cool and bright, the autumn is high and the air is crisp, and the chill comes in from the window. Tang Mo looks out at the bleak landscape garden. Last month, there were still clusters of flowers. It is only a month since the end of autumn and early winter. The arrival of the chill will take away the beauty, and prepare to welcome the white romance.

Sitting in the room, Dr. He was concentrating on giving acupuncture to his feet.

In the past few months, Tang Mo has been soaked in the medicine tank almost, and he feels that the sweat on his body is oozing with the smell of medicine.

The man in his family wants to hug him to sleep every night, so he really doesn't know what to say.

Xiao Zhengting came in from the outside: "Mo?"

"Busy working."

These days, a fire broke out in the south, burning more than a dozen mountains in a row. The fire dragon raised countless ashes and floated to neighboring counties. They urgently sent troops to fight the fire.

Xiao Zhengting ordered most of the army to put out the fire, and a small part quickly resettled the affected people elsewhere

"Ah."

"How is the fire?"

"After about five days, it was finally extinguished. We were lucky, and it rained a lot."

"No wonder."

If it is done manually, it may take a month to finish over a dozen mountains.

This rain is really timely, saving a lot of human and financial resources.

Xiao Zhengting held his hand and said softly, "How is today? Do you feel anything?"

After trying the first plan for two months, Dr. He said that if it is effective, there will be sensation in the knee in a few days.

He asked this sentence countless times a day, and Tang Mo went from being funny at the beginning to feeling helpless now.

Tang Mo said calmly: "There is no such thing as the result so soon. Don't worry, if there is, I will definitely tell you."

There is no rush in this kind of thing, it may take two years to recover, and I am impatient at this time, what should I do in the future.

Doctor He retracted the needle and said with a smile: "Master Hou, if I feel something during this time, it means that my treatment plan is very correct, and there is no need to adjust the second and third stages. If not, I will study the prescription again. Come up with a second plan."

"Ah."

Miracle Doctor He has really put his heart and soul into his legs these past few months, and Tang Mo is extremely grateful.

Xiao Zhengting's face darkened, his tone was slightly cold; "How long?"

What this time?Does anyone know how long he was during this time?

Miracle doctor He stroked his beard and sighed softly: "Your Majesty, I am not a god when others call me a miracle doctor. How can you calculate the number of days, the approximate time period is already very impressive."

He doesn't know how to count fingers, so Jiang Ziliang returned to the Taoist temple, otherwise it's okay to let him try.

Tang Mo held Xiao Zhengting's hand tightly, and comforted him softly: "Zhengting, it's okay not to embarrass Miracle Doctor He."

The old man really puts his heart into healing himself, and he is not a god, so he really can't force too much.

Miracle Doctor He bowed to Tang Mo, and said with a smile, "Master Hou understands the hard work of this old man."

Just looking at His Majesty, you will know how to oppress an old man like him, don't say anything about being considerate.

If Master Hou hadn't been there, he might have killed himself long ago.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt so wronged.

After Miracle Doctor He left, Xiao Zhengting rolled up his sleeves and began to rub his feet.

Tang Mo caressed his face, and smiled softly: "Zhengting, besides the fire, are there other things these days?"

He has always had a stinky face these days, something must have happened.

Xiao Zhengting snorted coldly: "Prince Ping began to be restless, and frequently contacted Liang Guo and Luo Guo."

"He is cautious in his actions, and it is extremely difficult to catch him." Compared with Duke Quan, King Pingjun is not an exaggeration.

No matter how he contacts with other countries, all evidence will be destroyed, not only his own, but he also asked the person who sent the letter to personally watch the minister of the enemy country burn the letter before leaving.

It is really difficult to catch his pigtails with such care.

The reason why Luo State did not learn from the lessons learned from the Western Man Kingdom was that after they discovered that the Western Man State was destroyed, they realized that their country's geographical location was directly held by Xia State, and they felt a sudden sense of crisis.

"It's okay, it's not just that he can arrange eyeliner, I can too."

No matter how difficult the official Xiao Zhengting is, he has a way to take him down openly, not to mention Prince Ping, who has held a lot of power for many years and has not paid attention to imperial power.

A cunning flashed across Tang Mo's eyes, and he smiled treacherously: "Zhengting, did you send him a beauty?"

"How did you know?"

"Damn! I can guess at will."

Tang Mo said it casually, but he didn't want to be guessed right by him.

It's funny in my heart, this. . .Men really don't have a good thing.

"Pingjun Wang will be [-] this year, he must be getting stronger and stronger."

All day long, he spends his brain thinking about scheming and planning, but he is still distracted by enjoying women.

Alas, he really deserves to be the king of the county, and ordinary people can't compare.

Xiao Zhengting smiled, this smile was three points of irony, three points of disdain, and four points of contempt: "He is a transsexual who is neither male nor female."

people. .Shemale?

"Pfft,,," Tang Mo couldn't help laughing, a little in disbelief: "This taste is really strong."

He actually likes things that are neither human nor demon, can he bear it?

Xiao Zhengting said in a light tone: "When I was young, there were many male pets. I don't say anything about these, everyone has different preferences. But he likes male pets and female pets to serve him together."

Uh, Tang Mo is a little disgusted. Sure enough, these people's perverted psychology even gave up on the psychiatrist.

Qian Ming came over at this time and bowed respectfully: "Master, I hope the prime minister is waiting outside and said that he has something to report."

"Let him come in." Xiao Zhengting kissed his forehead and said softly: "Sleep meeting, I'll discuss something."

Tang Mo nodded, yawned and closed his eyes, he was indeed sleepy.

Tang Mo didn't know how long he had slept. He felt a faint discomfort between his legs, and he moved his feet and moaned softly.

Xiao Zhengting opened his eyes suddenly, and heard him whispering, his tone was slightly lowered: "Qian Ming, hold the lamp."

Just as he finished speaking, the surrounding candles lit up. Xiao Zhengting stroked his forehead and found that he did not have a high fever: "Mo, Mo."

Calling him in a low voice, Xiao Zhengting patted his shoulder lightly.

Qian Ming hurriedly stood outside the screen and called out: "Master, what's wrong with Lord Hou? Can you please congratulate the divine doctor?"

Tang Mo opened his sleepy eyes, frowned slightly, and moved his feet secretly. A pain came from his knees, and he was startled suddenly.

Turning his head, he said in astonishment: "Zhengting, I feel feeling in my feet."

Since his knee injury healed, he no longer felt a trace of sensation, even if he pricked it with a needle.

But now, his knee began to hurt, and the slight tingling was hard to ignore.

"Really?" Xiao Zhengting was overjoyed, and immediately sat up, carefully lifted the quilt from his feet, and lightly pressed his feet.

"Is there sentience there?"

"At the knee."

"Is it here?"

"Ah."

Tang Mo could clearly feel his fingers when he touched him, and he could also feel the slight pain when he accidentally touched his knee.

Sitting up slowly, Tang Mo pressed lightly on his knees, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise: "Are you really conscious?"

Xiao Zhengting's pupils were filled with a smile, and he said happily, "Mo, we have hope, you can stand up now."

Doctor He said that as long as there is consciousness, there is hope of recovery.

"En." Tang Mo felt that he really owed a great favor to Divine Doctor He in this life.

Xiao Zhengting asked Qian Ming to call Doctor He.

When Qian Ming heard that Tang Mo felt something in his feet, he jumped up for joy, turned around and rushed out.

Within a few minutes, the disheveled Dr. He was brought over by him, and he really did.

Miracle Doctor He hadn't recovered yet, and supported his crooked hair: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

He had just fallen asleep in the house when he was shaken awake by Qian Ming, and he was carried into the house before he could speak.

Xiao Zhengting said happily: "Has Mo's feet felt?"

Miracle Doctor He woke up instantly: "Really?"

Tang Mo nodded, pressed his feet, and said with a smile: "I am indeed conscious."

"Quick, let me feel the pulse."

Miracle Doctor He didn't care about his disheveled clothes, and sat down with joy on his face to feel his pulse.

Afterwards, he checked Tang Mo's legs again, pressing on one side and pinching on the other.

"Does it hurt here? There is also a feeling here."

Tang Mo answered one by one, his tone was very brisk, revealing joy.

After the examination by Miracle Doctor He, he looked at Xiao Zhengting and Tang Mo with a smile: "It seems that my treatment plan is effective, and if I feel conscious, it means that there is hope for recovery. No matter how hard we work, Lord Hou will definitely be able to stand again."

"Thank you, Divine Doctor He."

These were the most gentle words that Xiao Zhengting had said half a year ago, Dr. He was overwhelmed by the flattery, and hurriedly said without daring.

After he left, Xiao Zhengting hugged Tang Mo and let out a sigh of relief: "Mo, that's great!"

His Mo can finally stand up, and Mo can laugh loudly again.

Ever since he was injured, Mo always smiled indifferently, but he knew how heavy such a blow was to him.

Now that there is hope, Mo Ding can regain his former happiness.

Tang Mo was indeed very happy, buried his head in his neck, his breath choked up: "Mm, that's great!"

After dawn, all the ministers found that His Majesty is extremely gentle today, even if there is a mistake in the state affairs discussed, there will be no depression anymore.

Wang Huaiyue is His Majesty's capable confidant, so this question was naturally raised by him.

When they learned that Marquis Huguo's legs were expected to be able to stand up, the ministers were so happy that they were so happy that they wanted to cry on the spot.

Since Lord Hou was disabled for half a year, His Majesty has put on a gloomy and terrifying face every day. Don't say they did something wrong, but if they say something wrong, His Majesty will punish them to death.

Lord Hou's leg is disabled, His Majesty is not crazy, it made all their ministers go crazy.

Huh, now, they can finally sleep peacefully.

Looking at Huaiyue, Yan Chengrong followed his Majesty to Lord Huguo, and when he saw Tang Mo who was in a great mood playing with building blocks with Xiao Zhengji, he stepped forward to congratulate him.

Tang Mo smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. Let's stay for dinner today."

"Thank you, Lord Hou." The two rejoiced, since they had never had a meal with Lord Hou since he became ill.

Xiao Zhengting also agreed: "Such good news is indeed worth celebrating.

Xiao Zhengji suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang Mo with a smile: "Ah Mo, call out to all four little treasures."

Maybe it's the nature of father and son, Xiao Zhengji likes these four children very much, and he can't remember the names very well, the big treasure, the second treasure, the third treasure, and the four treasures keep calling them.

Fortunately, he is very good at recognizing people and will not admit mistakes.

"Okay." It's true that the father and son haven't seen each other for quite a while, and it's time to meet each other well so that the children can develop a relationship with their elder brother.

Xiao Zhengji's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "Brother, I want to eat roasted whole lamb, I want to eat mutton soup, I also want to eat stir-fried diced chicken, hot and sour fish, I want to eat a lot of food."

Tang Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's all right."

Thinking of the hope of recovering his legs, Tang Mo felt that today was really a good day, even the air was tinged with sweetness and joy.