A word that sounded at the same time turned the wine glass in her hand disappeared...

Mu Shishi looked at her empty little hands and her mouth twitched constantly. She was bullying her, right? She didn't let her drink a glass of wine. Cut it, be stingy.

"If you don't drink, don't drink." She said in her heart, but she was extremely happy.

"Eat more vegetables and be nutritious." Mu Yun personally gave her vegetables.

Bai Mufei gave her a hot pot and brought it to him: "Chicken soup is very nourishing."

Mu Shishi looked at the two people in front of her, her smile spread out, and she lowered her head to eat the food in the bowl. This meal was the happiest thing she had!

During a meal, the three of them talked and laughed, and from time to time they said a few words, making a quarrel, and finally turned into a laughing joke, and laughter came from the hall.

Yingluo was very pleased. It took a long time since she heard the master and the lady laugh so happily.

Duan Xiaoyao was so jealous that she was always tense when she was with him, and why did she laugh so happily when she was with that man?

Jealous, crazy jealous, damn Mu Shishi, he helped her save someone, but she could have kept him cold.

Humph, I will choke to death if I eat, eat sooner or later.

He was indignant and felt more uncomfortable the more he thought about it. He simply raised his foot and walked towards the hall.

"What do you want to do?" Yingluo blocked Duan Xiaoyao's path with a cold face.

"Get out of here, be careful that you are not polite to you." Duan Xiaoyao was furious.

The cherry fell and the chill rose: "My lady, son-in-law, are having meals. Mr. Duan has something to do, please come tomorrow."

"Your son-in-law? He is worthy of being your son-in-law." The son-in-law? The bullshit son-in-law!

"My son-in-law is a son-in-law. The marriage has been going on for so long. Is it rare for Mr. Duan to know?" Yingluo snorted coldly. If Bai Mufei is not worthy of being her son-in-law, then no one in this world is worthy of being her son-in-law!

"Don't call me, I'll call you son-in-law in front of me in the future!" Duan Xiaoyao's fingers seemed to be very angry.

Yingluo smiled on her cold face: "He is my son-in-law, I can call him whatever I want, my son-in-law, my son-in-law!"

"You...you are so disgusting, you dead maid!"

"Sorry, Yingluo has no reason to make Mr. Duan not hate him." She said with a smile.

Duan Xiaoyao stared at the maid with a cold look on his face, snorted, and left with a shook his sleeves. He really had any kind of maid. The maid was annoying, and the master was even more annoying!

After dinner, Mu Yun returned to the room, and Mu Shishi and Bai Mufei were discussing the move tomorrow.

"The houses and staff over there have been arranged, and I will move them early tomorrow." Bai Mufei said, taking off her shirt.

Mu Shishi had already gotten into the bedding and nodded after hearing this: "Move over early, and dad will feel at ease sooner."

Besides, today she slapped the Northern Wing Emperor in the face again. They lived in the royal house. He might have some tricks at this moment. Move away early and feel at ease.

"The winery matters have been resolved. What the Murong family did today was spread to the imperial capital. I believe that it will spread throughout the north wing in a few days, and their wine will be over." Hanging the clothes on the shelf, Bai Mufei turned on the bed.

Mu Shishi consciously gave in and said arrogantly: "Even if there is no such thing, the Murong family's disgusting wine cannot beat the pure wine."

The poison she studied can be implemented soon. If there is no Tang Sect in this world, she will create the first Tang Sect!

"Haha." He smiled lowly and hugged her into his arms.

"By the way, the moving matter is going on tomorrow, don't make a statement." Mu Shishi's eyes flashed with cunning, she was going to slap the North Wing Emperor in the face again!

"What are you doing?" he chuckled and asked.

Mu Shishi shrank into the bedding and smiled: "Confidentiality."

Bai Mufei just chuckled, looking at the person who quickly recovered from quietness in the quilt, sighed, he was going to have insomnia again today, this kitten is always like this, if it weren't for her poor health, he really wanted to...

Alas, for the sake of her complete recovery, he had no choice but tolerate it.

In the early morning, the imperial physicians in the prince's mansion kept pouring in and out. Why? Of course it was for the emperor.

"Doctor Wang, what about the emperor's legs?" A young doctor grabbed the doctor and asked.

Doctor Wang looked sad: "Hey, this emperor's legs can still be gone after several months of cultivation, but he was still seriously injured last time. Now this stage of trouble has happened. The emperor's health is very bad. You should be careful when you go in later. The emperor's temper is getting worse and worse."

The little doctor was panicked when he heard this: "Doctor Wang, you want to help me. You doctor like you say you need to cultivate for a few months, so it will definitely be the case if you hurt. What should you do if the emperor wants me to be angry and kill me?"

"What should I do? What else can I do? Of course it's cold salad!" Doctor Wang shook his head and left in distress, leaving behind a scared little doctor.

"What are you doing in a daze at the door? Why don't you go and treat the emperor quickly?" A man came out of the door open and urged.

The little doctor was jumping in his heart, and he walked into the room and didn't dare to let out. From yesterday to today, a famous imperial doctor and a famous doctor in the city died. If he had poor diagnosis, he might have lost his life!

The Northern Wing Emperor was lying on the bed, his legs wrapped in heavy white cloth. Yan Guangsai sat on the side with a calm face. No one could have thought that he would run to the yard at any time.

Now that he was injured by high technology, he was humiliated by Mu Shishi again. He must have been very disappointed with him this time.

"Take the pulse." The Northern Wing Emperor closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

The little doctor didn't dare to raise his head since he came in. He heard that he took his pulse and felt a thump in his heart.

"What are you doing while you are standing there? How can you take your pulse slowly?" The eunuch scolded in displeasure.

"Yes, yes." The doctor walked to the bed timidly, touched the Northern Wing Emperor's pulse with his fingers tremblingly, and then looked carefully at his legs, and then his face began to turn pale.

"How is it?" the eunuch asked.

The doctor's face was so pale that he couldn't be more pale, and his lips were trembling: "Back... Go back to the emperor, I want to repair this leg......"

"How many months of cultivation?" The North Wing Emperor's closed eyes suddenly opened.

“Yes…yes…”

"Come here, I'll be dragged out and killed." How many months of cultivation? How many months does he have time to cultivate!

The doctor fell to the ground and said, "Your Majesty, please spare me, please spare me..."

"It's useless, what's the use of saving your life!" Since it can't be cured, then die.

"emperor……"

The guards came in and dragged the doctor away.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty...Your Majesty I have a wonderful way to heal my legs immediately..." He wisely said in a hurry and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!