The Regent is jealous every day [Transmigration Book]

[What is written here, I can't understand it. 】Chu Qinglan scratched his hair, it was too painful, he was illiterate, he knew these words individually, and he could guess the meaning of those who didn’t, but when they were combined together, he didn’t know what it meant .

So he wrote three words on it with a Chinese ink pen: Got it.

The last time he was in the museum, he saw more than 30 memorials on display, and he knew that [-] of them were all written. It is not an exaggeration for him to copy them.

Then, he knew all the books in front of Chu Qinglan.

Anyway, what was in front of him was not a big deal, the big things were all in Mo Xuan's hands, not his turn.

It was rare for Mo Xuan to see Chu Qinglan being serious, occasionally frowning, and occasionally complaining in his heart.

The light at night is not particularly bright, even if it is full of lights, it will be a little dim.

But he could still see Chu Qinglan clearly. Chu Qinglan was young, with delicate features, especially beautiful, and his eyes were very agile.

Especially the eyelashes, which are long and dense. When he blinked, it was like two small brushes were brushing there.

Mo Xuan doesn't have any good feelings for the Chu family, the Chu family may have forgotten how you came to be the throne!

Didn't he change his name and surname to get to where he is today, just to get back what belongs to him?

Chu Qinglan felt a murderous aura again, even the candle over there flickered.

He raised his eyes to look at Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan's expression seemed so unfriendly.

[Sure enough, it is as cruel and ruthless as it is written in the book. 】

Book?what book?

【Oh, how can I go back? It's been a few days. 】

Go back, where to go?

When Mo Xuan looked at Chu Qinglan's eyes, there was less killing intent and more inquiry.

Chu Qinglan bit the tip of the pen, and just looked at Mo Xuan like this.

"What are you looking at!" Mo Xuan said.

"Looking at the dog..." Chu Qinglan accidentally said what was in his mind, and quickly explained: "Ah, what I mean is, I've seen enough, move your eyes."

After finishing speaking, Chu Qinglan blinked and blinked as if he was really moving his eyes. Those eyes themselves were beautiful, clear and lively, and he didn't even notice it. Blinking like this now is so attractive.

Mo Xuan took a deep breath, he felt that tonight must be poisonous, otherwise Chu Qinglan would be pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door: "My lord, are you inside?"

The person who knocked on the door was Eunuch Wei, and Mo Xuan heard a voice: "Come in."

Eunuch Wei came in, and brought a man who looked like a servant behind him. After he came in, he knelt down in front of Mo Xuan: "My lord, please go and see Mr. Wen, his leg hurts all the time, don't let me tell you, I felt really uncomfortable seeing you, Young Master, that's why I dared to come to you, my lord."

This young man was specially approved by Mo Xuan, and he can come to the palace to find him if there is an urgent matter.

The face of Mo Xuan, who was so fierce just now, suddenly changed: "Eunuch Wei, call the imperial physician!"

Looking at this scene, Chu Qinglan frowned. Could this son be Wen Ziyan?

It was written in the book that Wen Ziyan was Mo Xuan's confidant, best friend, and a character that Mo Xuan would not kill even if he killed all the people in the world.

Wen Ziyan saved Mo Xuan's life, and since then his leg was injured and he couldn't walk, and his body suffered from ailments. Mo Xuan will always remember this kindness, bought Wen Ziyan a house, let Wen Ziyan live in his favorite place, and sent Wen Ziyan People take care of Wen Ziyan.

In the book, this can also be regarded as the role of the male second.

This book is a big male protagonist, and there is no emotional line, but at that time, many people hated Mo Xuan and Wen Ziyan, saying that Mo Xuan didn't look at other women, it must be because of Wen Ziyan, these two people are true love.

The author describes him as a quiet and handsome man, gentle and refined, well-read in poetry and books, and the emphasis is on being handsome.

Chu Qinglan wanted to see how handsome he was!

Leg disease may not be so curable in ancient times, but he is a modern doctor, so maybe he can show it.

Watching Mo Xuan go out, Chu Qinglan followed behind: "I want to go too!"

"What are you going to do, make trouble!"

"I'll go and have a look."

Mo Xuan thought of Chu Qinglan's performance in the court today, maybe it can really help.

However, Mo Xuan didn't have any hope. After all, Wen Ziyan's legs were said to be hopeless by many doctors. Because of this, Mo Xuan felt that he owed him even more. If it wasn't for Wen Ziyan, he would have died that year.

But thinking that Wen Ziyan didn't like having his legs seen by others, Mo Xuan still refused: "No!"

Mo Xuan strode out, he was tall and had long legs, Chu Qinglan trotted to keep up, his legs were so long!

Is it necessary to be so anxious? People say that it has been in pain for two days, so it is useless for Mo Xuan to rush over now.

Chu Qinglan saw Mo Xuan walking faster and faster, and used lightness kung fu in the back, tapped his toes, and flew up with some external force. This wave of operations directly stunned Chu Qinglan.

This is the first time he has seen Qinggong, this person really flew up like this, and then disappeared so quickly!

Chu Qinglan also wanted to have it. He reflected for a while and felt that the reason he was being bullied by Mogou now must be because his martial arts were not high enough.

The original owner may have suffered from lack of martial arts and fell to such a fate.

Although others have been practicing martial arts since childhood, if he starts learning now, is there still time?

Mo Xuan refused to let him go, but Chu Qinglan was still determined to go, with his feet growing on his body, Mo Xuan ran away, how can he be so wide?

So Chu Qinglan followed the imperial physician and the others in a carriage, and soon arrived at the place where Wen Ziyan lived. The scenery here is beautiful and far away from the hustle and bustle, which is really nice.

When he followed the imperial physician in, Mo Xuan had already arrived, and Wen Ziyan was lying on the bed with tears in his eyes, very pitiful.

But this is really a handsome man, he looks so good-looking!

Even Chu Qinglan, a man, thinks he is good-looking, looks powerless, has a kind of weak beauty, who said that only girls can cry like pear blossoms with rain.

"You haven't come to see me for half a month. I know you're busy, and I didn't want to cause you any trouble. Just think about it and bear it..."

As for Mo Xuan sitting beside him, he almost hugged him in his arms to comfort him.

Chu Qinglan thought to herself: [So this is his old friend, these two people really have an affair, right? 】

Chu Qinglan's thoughts were heard by Mo Xuan, who raised his head: "Why are you here!"

Glaring at him fiercely, what is this little emperor thinking about every day!

Wen Ziyan also saw Chu Qinglan, first a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he struggled to get up: "Your Majesty, see Your Majesty."

Mo Xuan said, "Don't worry about him."

Even if you don't let him come, he still insists on adding trouble!

"This is a courtesy, I'm just a commoner."

"You have bad legs and feet, don't move around."

The two talked one by one, Chu Qinglan couldn't get in the way at all, he was alone after all, so don't ignore him like this!

It seems that the analysis under those comments is not unreasonable, Mo Xuan is really kind to Wen Ziyan.

"Young Master Wen, let me show you my humble minister." The imperial physician walked in.

Mo Xuan stepped aside, and Wen Ziyan said softly, "Excuse me, Doctor Xue."

With this tone, it sounded like he was quite familiar with this imperial doctor. Imperial physician Xue was the director of the imperial hospital. Mo Xuan called the director directly, which showed the weight of Wen Ziyan in his heart.

No wonder Mo Xuan didn't marry Su Wan'er for so long!

Doctor Xue showed Wen Ziyan's legs, Mo Xuan walked out, Chu Qinglan was still there, and Mo Xuan's voice came from behind: "Still coming out?"

Ever since Wen Ziyan couldn't walk with his legs, he felt inferior. When looking at his legs, he only let Imperial Physician Xue stay inside.

"Can't I watch it?" Chu Qinglan wanted to see it too.

"cannot!"

Usually, when Wen Ziyan looked at his legs, Mo Xuan couldn't even look at them, let alone Chu Qinglan.

Well, Chu Qinglan followed Mo Xuan and left the room.

Tonight is a dark night, without moon and stars, and a little cold.

Especially when standing with Mo Xuan, he had his own cold scene special effects, and Chu Qinglan felt that the surrounding temperature was a little lower.

It was embarrassing not to speak, so Chu Qinglan had to find something to say: "You have a very good relationship with him."

"What do you want to do? Chu Qinglan, if you dare to attack Ziyan, I will never let you go!" Mo Xuan raised his voice, he was worried that Chu Qinglan might have some tricks.

"You don't have to protect him like this, I understand!"

【Protecting people like this, running so fast when they hear someone is in pain, those who don’t know it think it’s your daughter-in-law, what’s the use of running fast, you’re not a doctor, you’re just waiting. 】Chu Qinglan complained in her heart.

"Dirty!" Mo Xuan cursed when he heard his thoughts, how can a man and a man get together, he and Wen Ziyan are very clear friends, Chu Qinglan's thoughts are so problematic.

Chu Qinglan: "..."

What did he say that made him dirty?

Although Chu Qinglan didn't see the legs, she saw the beauty, who was so good-looking, no wonder Mo Xuan treated him differently.

At least he knew Mo Xuan's weakness, and next time Mo Xuan attacked him, he would threaten Mo Xuan with Wen Ziyan, it was a good trip!

After a while, Imperial Physician Xue came out from inside.

Mo Xuan quickly went up to meet him: "How is it?"

Imperial Physician Xue saluted respectfully: "My lord, Mr. Wen's legs are caused by the sudden change in the weather recently, and it may be caused by not having a good rest. It is not a big problem. Mr. Wen may have something on his mind recently, and his mood is also a part of his body. On the other hand, if the prince has time, he can enlighten Mr. Wen more."

After hearing this, Chu Qinglan understood that the subtext was to let Mo Xuan stay with her more.

"It's fine." Mo Xuan heaved a sigh of relief.

Wen Ziyan is a good man. He has a kind heart and treats everyone very well, but God is not fair.

He had experienced a lot in his previous life, and in the end, Wen Ziyan was the only one who was sincerely kind to him. Mo Xuan knew this, that's why he was so kind to Wen Ziyan.

"I have prescribed some medicine, just give it to Mr. Wen on time. My lord, if there is nothing else, I will go back to the palace first."

"En." Mo Xuan nodded.

[The ink dog still doesn't leave, it really values ​​love and righteousness. 】Chu Qinglan saw that Mo Xuan had no plans to leave, so of course he also had some small plans in mind.

[When I first came here, I saw that the street was quite lively. I haven't gone shopping yet, so I won't be in a hurry to go back later. 】Chu Qinglan, who fell asleep, is no longer dozing off.

As he thought about it, he said to Mo Xuan, "I'm going back together too!"

"stop!"

Could Mo Xuan not know his little thoughts?

I still go shopping, maybe I am going to meet someone or have some conspiracy.

How could Mo Xuan let Chu Qinglan succeed? With him around, it was impossible for Chu Qinglan to have any chance.

"What are you doing?" You won't let me go back if you don't go back?

"Does the king agree with you to go?"

"Why not?"

Does this guy belong to the Pacific Police?Every day I take care of this and that, don't let him come, why don't you let him go now?

In modern times, Mo Xuan is really suitable to be a city manager!

Wen Ziyan, who was in the room, happened to see Mo Xuan and Chu Qinglan standing together outside, one tall and one short, through the window, his eyes were suppressed, and his expression was unclear.