The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

The genius doctor prepared several precious medicinal materials, and sent Youhong to grind them into powder at the pharmacy. The powder of Misha was carefully wrapped in oiled paper, and tightly tied with a thick red rope.

Muyue sat under a tree with falling peach blossoms, with a huge zither placed on her knees, her fingers slid across, there was no melody at all, it just simply evokes the strings.

He half-closed his eyes and stroked his fingers intermittently. Mo Ling came to get the medicine. He thought that Mu Yue had fallen asleep, but the next second the other party made a hand, and the guzheng made an unbeautiful tone.

"Genius doctor, excuse me, I'm here to get Jiu'er's medicine." Mo Ling didn't want to break the tranquility, but he was more anxious to treat Xi Mojiu's poison.

The peach blossoms here seem to be falling all year round, since Mo Ling entered the mansion, the peach blossoms have not stopped, they are always falling, at dusk, there are only a few flowers on the branches, and tomorrow morning the tree is full of petals again.

Weird, weird.Is there anyone who is a FRL manipulating plants like him?Who would it be, the genius doctor in front of him, the shrewd little girl Youhong, or the honest and honest Xiaohu?

Mo Ling thought about it, Mu Yue opened his eyes, he took out the bamboo basket behind him, and pointed to the packaged medicine package inside.

"This is a medicated bath. It takes one morning and one night, and the poison will be gone in just three days. What I wrote above is for early use and late use."

Mo Ling took the basket, took out the medicines inside, and looked at it. Sure enough, some wrote the word "Morning" in black ink, and some wrote the word "Late".

"Thank you."

"No need."

The miraculous doctor caressed the strings of the guzheng with both palms. His palms were hurt by the hard strings. He hooked up a string with his index finger, and when he let go, he played a low rhythm. Mu Yue said, "I don't know how to do this. In terms of music, I'm not good at anything, as soon as I play an instrument, Xiaohu and Youhong want to hide in the sky."

He mocked himself, with a casual smile, his gentle face supported by the sun and the zither, making this person more beautiful.

Mo Ling looked at Mu Yue and smiled back: "There is no perfect thing in the world. The genius doctor has excellent medical skills, and Hua Tuo is reborn. God gave the best to the genius doctor, so he took back some others in jealousy. The genius doctor is not proficient in musical instruments. You'll get better with more practice."

"Pfft... A friend of mine said the same thing. I met him once, but I classified him as a friend without authorization. Maybe I made my own decision." The eyebrows drooped, with a little smile. sadness and embarrassment.

"Being a friend of a genius doctor is a great blessing that many people can't wait for."

Mo Ling's words were not all jokes, and during the few days he spent with He Yue, he clearly felt that the other party was an understanding and gentle person.

It is three points similar to a friend of his in modern times, and it seems far-fetched to call him a friend. Mo Ling has not known him for a long time, only one day to be precise, and Mu Yue's description is just a one-sided relationship.

Immediately, Mo Ling and Mu Yue felt sympathy for each other. After hearing his revised words, Mu Yue was in a good mood, and insisted on playing a song to celebrate meeting a bosom friend.

It should be polite to say that the rhythm is not good, otherwise how dare you continue to hold the piano, it would have been hidden by others, Mo Ling thought to himself, planning to listen to Muyue.

He listened attentively, and was almost deaf after Mutsuki's nearly 1-minute performance.

Mo Ling regretted his death just now, and wanted to take back his naive thoughts. After 5 minutes, Mu Yue finally stopped, and the gentleman put his hands on the strings gracefully.

Mo Ling hurriedly found an excuse to be worried about Xi Mojiu, and left in a hurry. Seeing Muyue's lack of dedication, the other party probably played a few more songs.

Mo Ling hurriedly fled the "car accident" scene, went back to the room and threw the medicine on the table, Xi Mojiu went to look for the third prince, so he was not in the room.

Xi Mojiu seemed to be discussing who would inherit the throne this time, when he came back, Xi Mojiu was as dark as a speck of paint, full of ice-coldness.

"The talk broke down?" Mo Ling asked suspiciously.You-yu-xi-du-jia-organize-organize, more-more-fine-color-respect-please-close-note.

Xi Mojiu blinked, and the ice in his eyes melted. He shook his head: "It's settled. The third brother and the fifth brother will not inherit. The fifth brother wants to accompany Nanfeng. A carefree, leisurely prince who eats, drinks and has fun. Since ancient times, the third brother has disliked many government affairs in the palace."

"Push the throne around like a dog's skin plaster, and reject it for thousands of miles, you must be No. 1." Mo Ling smiled, and pointed to the basket on the table: "Inside is a medicinal bath, morning and night, three days to detoxify. After getting the medicine, shall we go back to the monastery in three days, or just one or two days? I think it’s best to walk after you’ve got rid of the poison, it’s inconvenient to travel long distances in the wilderness.”

"We are not in a hurry to go back. Xi Fengzhe can't cause much trouble in the temple alone. Compared with Tianyin Temple, which is full of dangers, it is safer." Xi Mojiu walked to the bed and took off the black belt inlaid with pearls .

"What are you doing?"

"Taking a bath." Xi Mojiu pursed his lips and looked at the medicine. His eyes seemed to say, the medicine has been brought back, and of course taking off his clothes is taking a bath. Isn't this asking knowingly?

Since the other party was his beloved daughter-in-law, Xi Mojiu could only undress in silence.

The sun was setting outside, and the windows illuminated were orange, Mo Ling asked suspiciously: "Is it night now?"

Xi Mojiu took off only his thin coat, and heard that he approached Mo Ling, and looked at the window at the same position as him: "It doesn't seem to count."

"Stupid, put it on quickly."

Xi Mojiu didn't make a sound, but only looked at Mo Ling with dark eyes. Mo Ling looked weak, Xi Mojiu suddenly hugged him by the waist, and he lowered his head, pretending to be a foolish king whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Lingling~ It's so troublesome to put on clothes. You can take them all off, don't waste them."

"I don't want to wear clothes, why are you hugging me?" Mo Ling felt something was wrong, his face turned red and his eyelashes trembled.

"Fuck it." Xi Mojiu took two steps and put him on the bed, biting Mo Ling's earlobe, his tongue was wet and hot.Lovingly licking his soft ears.

His Adam's apple slipped, and he hoarse: "Lingling's invitation cannot be refused."

"You're a bastard. Um." His lips were blocked rudely.

"Damn, Xi Mojiu, are you a dog? Bite me again! Get off!"

The bed curtain slipped and covered the spring light inside, and Mo Ling had a few bite marks on his body.

He no longer doubts what Xi Mojiu was in his previous life, he must be a biting dog!

Otherwise, why Xi Mojiu couldn't help biting him every time he applauded for love!

It was getting dark, and Mutsuki had enough fun, packed up the things he brought, took out a small porcelain bottle and sprinkled white powder around the tree before leaving.

Originally empty trees, the first cute little buds sprouted from the branches, and there were more and more behind.Mutsuki poured the powder from the bottle on a nearby tree, and took the bottle back when the powder in the bottle was gone, and went back to the bedroom with the zither in her arms.