Nights in the capital last until dawn.
But when the two left the sugar painting stall, there were very few people on the street.
"Ayan, do you look like you?" Su Ruotang looked at the candy painting in his hand and tilted his head and asked.
The clear black and white eyes are cunning, like a little fox.
Mo Ronyan glanced at the sugar painting in his hand.
A naive little fox held a round fruit in his paws and narrowed his eyes.
The expression is lifelike.
It was exactly the same as when the third prince and princess held the fruit.
The corners of Mo Ronyan's lips raised, her long eyelashes drooped lazily, and a single syllable escaped from her throat, "Huh?"
Su Ruotang's eyebrows curved: "They are all scheming foxes."
Mo Ronyan put two fingers together and flicked her forehead, with a hint of laughter in his voice, "Well, I am the fox and you are the meat."
Su Ruotang wrinkled her small nose: "You are the meat!"
She stuck out her tongue playfully: "Tang Monk Meat!"
When the ladies saw it, they all wanted to rush over and take a bite of Tang Monk's meat.
Mo Rongyan raised his eyebrows lightly, and his deep eyes fell on Su Ruotang's face.
Under the moonlight, the facial features are as beautiful as picturesque.
But...
His thin lips opened slightly, and the little fox ears disappeared between the crimson lips.
A low and hoarse voice fell from his lips, "Little Begonia, do you want to eat meat?"
Qingyue's bewitching voice penetrated into her ears, and Su Ruotang's heart skipped a beat.
eat...meat...
A restricted-level, mosaic-yellow picture suddenly appeared in her mind.
Qishang Saixue's cheeks gradually turned crimson.
Like white snow, a peach blossom fell by mistake.
Mo Ronyan bent down and slowly approached her, and his breath penetrated into her ears, "Well, do you want to eat?"
Su Ruotang's ears went numb almost instantly.
The man's hot breath sprayed on the most sensitive skin of her ears, and the nerve cells in her ears were all screaming, almost destroying her sanity.
"Emptiness is form, form is emptiness..." Su Ruotang quickly closed her eyes and recited the mantra for clearing the heart.
Mo Ronyan chuckled lightly, and his lips, stained with sweetness, brushed against the corner of her lips as if inadvertently.
The sweet scent of osmanthus fills your mouth.
"A clear heart is like water, and clear water is..." The tip of Su Ruotang's tongue swept away the scent of osmanthus from her lips, and her thoughts were completely led astray, "Clear water is like flesh..."
Mo Rongyan chuckled lazily and looked down at Su Ruotang, "Xiao Haitang, I read it wrong."
His voice was very low: 'It is clear water that is the heart. '
Su Ruotang: "!!!"
(#＞д＜)?
Ahhhh, beauty is in front of her, but her heart is still pure water, it has become muddy water!
Yellower than the Yellow River!
Taking a deep breath, she raised her long eyelashes and said, "You remembered it wrong."
The clear pupils were filled with threats, which translated into -
Want to sleep in the study tonight?
Mo Rongyan answered the question very naturally: "Well, I forgot about my husband."
Su Ruotang snorted proudly, raised her hand to snatch the candy painting from his hand, and bit off the fox's other ear with a squeal.
He looked like a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten meat for a long time.
Mo Ronyan: "..."
Why does it feel like the bite from the third prince's concubine makes her want to bite him even more...
Just as the two were about to return home, there was a noise from ahead:
"Doctor! Is there a doctor! Help!"
As a doctor, Su Ruotang looked over subconsciously.
Many people in front suddenly formed a group.
Suddenly, for some unknown reason, they suddenly dispersed.
"I'm frothing at this point, there's no hope..."
"Oh my god, this can't be a plague!"
"My eyes are all turned white, my limbs are shaking, and I'm foaming at the mouth. It seems like it's really a plague!"
"I have been so unlucky for eight lifetimes! I went out to buy some late-night snacks and encountered the plague. Now I don't dare to go home, even if I risk my life here..."
"Why is this person so vicious? His relative is infected with the plague, and he still brings her out to harm others!"
The people scattered far away, crying and cursing mingled together.
Su Ruotang looked along the gaps where the crowd dispersed.
I saw a gorgeously dressed old woman on the street, being supported by a young man and lying in his arms.
Her limbs were twitching uncontrollably, her eyes were crooked, her mouth was squinting, and she was foaming at the mouth.
With just one glance, Su Ruotang recognized it as an epileptic seizure.
"Go over and take a look." Su Ruotang frowned.
An epileptic seizure can easily lead to death.
The young man hugged the old woman, his expression anxious, his voice trembling, "Mother...mother..."
He anxiously explained to everyone around him: "It's not a plague, my mother has an old disease. Is there a doctor?"
"Save my mother!"
When the people around him heard what the man said, the fear on their faces dissipated a little, but still no doctor came forward.
The young man knew that his mother could not move when she had an old illness. His eyes gradually turned red, "Is there a doctor? As long as he can save my mother, Yuan is willing to thank me with a hundred taels of silver!"
After the man finished speaking, several doctors hidden in the crowd were a little eager to try.
"One hundred taels, that's a lot, I'll do it..." Try it.
Before the last two words were spoken, the person next to him pulled him hard, "You don't want to die? This is obviously very similar to the plague described in medical books! Just believe it when he says it's not the case!"
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda..."
"Even if it's not a plague, are you sure you can save it?"
"Looking at their clothes, they must be from a wealthy family. If you offend these people, be careful not to eat and carry them around."
The middle-aged man listened to everyone's words and retracted his stepped foot.
Seeing that no one was willing to save his mother, the young man's eyes were red with anxiety, "Three hundred taels! As long as you can save my mother, Yuan will give you three hundred taels immediately!"
Her mother didn't have much time left and wanted to come to Dongqi Capital to visit.
He took his mother out, but he didn't want to take anyone else with him today. When the mother and son went out alone for a walk, they encountered the mother's illness.
If his mother lost her life because of this, he would never be able to forgive himself in this life!
Three hundred taels!
It is enough for ordinary people to live for a lifetime.
While several doctors were hesitating, a clear female voice came, "I am a doctor."
