Mo Ronyan lightly raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, and hummed in a low voice.
Shen Shi almost cried with joy.
His skin is almost peeling off from the sun.
In order to find an honest reason for his jealous Highness to go to the villa outside the city and have an 'accidental encounter' with the third prince's concubine, his brain almost went dry.
Mo Ronyan put one hand behind his back and his eyes fell on the carriage that was walking away.
After a while, he tapped the eaves with his toes and left quietly.
When Su Ruotang arrived outside the city, he happened to see Mo Rongyan walking out of the villa while he was being sunk.
The man was dressed in a white robe, with water sleeves and dark hair, looking as elegant as a fairy.
Shen Shi grimaced and brightened up visibly when he saw Su Ruotang.
He turned on the qualified secret guard mode and said with a serious face, "Third Princess, Your Highness has been standing in front of the palace waiting for you and refuses to take a rest."
"When my subordinates learned that you were outside the city, they took the initiative to bring His Highness here."
Su Ruotang's mouth twitched when she looked at Shen Shi, who was possessed by the drama queen.
This acting skill can kill all the little freshmen in the previous life instantly.
She stepped forward, took the man's cold hand, and whispered softly, "Husband, you are not in good health. You should rest more at home."
Mo Ronyan's eyes fell on her through the white silk.
With a gentle gaze, Su Ruotang felt his scalp numb.
She looked at Zhuang Nai, who had his head stretched out with a gossipy look on his face, and hummed softly.
Standing on tiptoes, she took the opportunity to give Mo Ronyan an opportunity to sort out the white silk, and leaned close to his ear, threatening in a low voice, "If you don't obey me, you will continue to sleep in the study tonight!"
Mo Ronyan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the color under his eyes was as rich as ink.
He gently squeezed Su Ruotang's white and tender palm.
The cold white fingertips passed across her palm, bringing out tingling sensations.
Mo Ronyan turned his back to everyone in the villa, bent down slightly, and gently scratched her ear with his cool lips, "Madam, you are so cruel..."
Low and clear, addictive, full of pampering.
The last note evoked a lazy and wanton smile, and his fingertips gently lifted a strand of Su Ruotang's black hair that had fallen down on her chest.
The lazy and casual syllables, accompanied by the breeze, penetrated into her ears one after another, "My husband is afraid of the cold, please be merciful to me, madam, and leave a third of an acre for my husband... on the bed." land."
The man's smiling voice seemed to have a small hook, which made Su Ruoxi's heart tingle.
Her scalp was numb and she took a step back in panic.
A hint of pink appeared in the dark hair, "There is no mercy."
Everyone in the villa could not hear clearly the conversation between the two, but they could also understand the look of disgust on the face of the third prince and concubine.
Shen Shi and Han Jiayang heard clearly.
The two of them were silent and moved outside the safety line together, lowering their heads to count the ants.
Under the mottled sunlight, Mo Rongyan's beautiful face is cold and elegant, like a fairy in the snow carefully carved by Nuwa on the snow-capped mountains.
Su Ruotang stared at Mo Rongyan, just as she was about to speak.
A figure with a cane staggered from the villa, "Third Princess, I can walk!"
He shouted to Su Ruotang happily, he was so excited that he almost lost his footing and fell.
Su Ruotang tilted his head, with a little bit of starlight in his eyes, "Quickly go in, I'll show you."
Fighting poison with poison can certainly stimulate or rebuild damaged nerves.
However, it may also worsen the condition.
In her previous life, before she could find anyone to experiment on, her disciple had her heart ripped out and died tragically.
In this life, she only experimented on this one person, which could not prove that her idea was successful.
More people must experiment with her.
Mo Rongyan saw that the third prince's concubine abandoned him again and ran into the villa.
A face that was almost as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Shen Shi and Han Jiayang silently took three steps back again.
Well, the third prince's resentment against his husband was so strong that it almost covered the entire villa.
I hope that the third prince's concubine will come out as soon as possible to dispel the resentment of the "grudge husband".
In the wooden room specially used for medical treatment, Dr. Changfeng stood aside, concentrating and holding his breath.
Su Ruotang's slender fingers fell on the rough skin of the man's wrist through the silk handkerchief.
After half a cup of tea, she withdrew her hand and raised her delicate chin towards the bed beside the window, "Take it off."
The soft but loud single syllable made Shen Shi almost stumble in shock.
He lowered his head to support Mo Ronyan, not daring to look at His Highness's face.
This time, the third prince's concubine didn't have seven days and seven nights, so she might not be able to coax people.
The man who was finally able to walk with a cane felt a familiar chill.
He clutched the collar of his shirt tightly and stammered, "The third...the third prince...can...can you not take it off?"
Although there were rumors outside that His Highness was crazy and blind, their awe for the third prince and concubine had been infiltrated into their bones.
He really didn't have the guts to take off his clothes in front of the third prince's concubine.
Su Ruotang raised her delicate eyebrows slightly: "How can I show you your injuries if you don't take off your clothes?"
From the corner of his eye, the man saw Mo Ronyan standing at the door, and he knelt down in excitement.
Su Ruotang frowned: "Weak legs?"
Could it be that the lumbar nerves have not recovered well?
But the pulse has just been taken, the pulse is stable, and the blood circulation in the legs has been restored, there is no way that it has not recovered well.
The man nodded.
Can you not feel soft when you see His Highness the Third?
"Can you still stand up?"
The man tried it, shook his head with a wry smile, "You have to slow down for a while."
At least wait until your legs are no longer so weak.
Su Ruotang's eyebrows furrowed: "Besides the weakness in my legs, what else is wrong with me?"
Man: "Frustrated."
Su Ruotang's pretty little face had a solemn expression, "Doctor Changfeng, he is breathing a little quickly. I think his lumbar spine has not recovered."
"Please help him to the bed, and I will check him."
After all, this was the first person on whom she successfully experimented with the theory of fighting fire with fire.
Data recording must be done well.
Changfeng also thought that the man's condition was relapsing and quickly helped him up.
The moment he turned around, he paused when he saw the clear moon-white figure at the door.
Didn’t you say that the third prince was crazy and blind?
What was this pressure that made his legs weak?
