"Uncle Emperor~ I haven't promised to marry you yet, it's not good to call my princess!" Mu Wushuang blinked and said.
"If you agree or not, they are all the king's concubine." Long Moshen suddenly posted and said in her ear: "This king has agreed to cultivate feelings with you, and the two are not allowed to mess around."
This low voice quickly reached Mu Wushuang's heart.
More sultry?
That's the emperor, you haven't seen my show operation yet!
Mu Wushuang thought to himself that he was going to tease the emperor's uncle without even knowing his parents.
Forget it now, it's a sin to sult people with this skin bag, at least wait until you lose weight.
Wait, when did he agree to cultivate relationships with her?
Looking at this dazzling scene, Liu Jiaojiao secretly made up her mind, she must threaten the prince to get his status!
She stroked her forehead, shook her feet vainly, and then fainted to the ground with a plop.
"Miss Biao!" Yun Feng shouted.
Long Mo looked at it faintly, frowning invisibly, and said, "Please doctor."
Mu Wushuang sighed, his eyes brightened, and watching a good show was the most interesting in the boring days.
Liu Jiaojiao was carried to her own yard, and when Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang changed their clothes, the doctor just arrived.
"Doctor, Miss Biao is in a coma for the second time this month, you must save Miss Biao!"
"Miss still coughed up blood last night, she quietly hid the veil. The slave and maid had only discovered it earlier, oooo, if the slave and maid found out earlier, please ask the doctor to come over soon!"
Liu Jiaojiao's two maids were crying and crying.
The old doctor frowned and said, "Miss Ciao actually coughed up blood? Shouldn't it be the case, why is Miss Ciao's body so badly lost?"
"Miss Cousse kept herself in the room all day long, staying for a whole day, not letting us disturb her. We often heard Miss Cousin crying in the room." The maid wiped her tears.
The old doctor showed a look of enlightenment, after taking the pulse, he said to Long Mo Shen:
"My lord, Miss Biao has a physical weakness and shortness of breath, and a loss of qi and blood, which in turn causes dizziness, palpitations, and shortness of breath. Moreover, Miss Biao has a depression in her heart, lacks energy, has no desire to survive, and her body is rapidly deteriorating, so she vomits blood. Just let Miss Biao vomit blood. Relieve the depression in your happiness, and drink some medicine prescribed by the old man, it will not be a big problem, so the first thing that bears the brunt is the heart disease of the lady."
"Miss Biao's heart disease is cured, so that she can maintain her body and strengthen her body. Otherwise, she will not be able to maintain her body on the night of the full moon. It is absolutely impossible to let blood."
The old doctor sighed with emotion.
It was the night of the full moon again! She had heard it several times, Mu Wushuang frowned, listening to the doctor's words, if Liu Jiaojiao's heart disease is not good, you can't let the blood be removed. She remembered that Sang Lan said that she needed Liu Jiaojiao's blood to give to the emperor. Uncle detoxification, it seems to be true.
"This king understands, Yun Hao, send it off to Doctor Wang!"
Long Moshen abruptly put down his tea cup, his face was like ice, and he said loudly.
The old doctor Wang only thought that he would still get the reward of the prince, and followed Yun Hao with a profound expression.
Mu Wushuang snorted in his heart. Seeing the emperor's uncle like this, he should see that Liu Jiaojiao is acting, but I don't know what Liu Jiaojiao's purpose is. Listening to the tone of the emperor, this old doctor will definitely not have it. Good end.
Liu Jiaojiao dared to work with this doctor to deceive the emperor, either because he forgot the impermanence of the emperor at the time, or because he was too much in his heart and took himself too seriously!
"Cousin, I'm fine."
When Liu Jiaojiao woke up leisurely, she didn't know that Long Moshen had already understood her thoughts and performed pretentiously there.
Mu Wushuang grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the table and sat there, watching with relish: Come, come, please continue your performance!