Seeing Ji Wanrong and Zhao Runchu entering the wing one after another.
Mo Jiecheng stood in the yard with his hands behind his back and waited again and again.
He changed several postures in succession, and finally chose the most handsome posture, waiting for Ji Wanrong to come out to thank him happily holding the jewelry box.
There seems to be a head and face made of rubies in the warehouse of Prince Han's Mansion. If Ji Wanrong behaves well, it wouldn't be a bad idea to have Chongzhou find it and give it to her.
Mo Jiecheng raised his head proudly, and just as he was thinking about it, he saw the door of the wing open with a creak.
The person who walked out was Ji Wanrong, who was beaming with joy.
Then came the gentle and humble Zhao Runchu.
Zhao Runchu also held two boxes of jewelry in his hands!
Mo Jiecheng's eyes widened, his proud expression froze on his face, and his originally relaxed eyebrows suddenly wrinkled into the character "Chuan".
How come the gift he gave me suddenly got into this guy’s hands?
Mo Jiecheng frowned, took a few steps forward, and stopped in front of Ji Wanrong.
"How is this going?"
Ji Wanrong paused, and Zhao Runchu then explained gently: "The operation has been successfully completed. Wanrong has told me the necessary precautions after the operation. Now I only need to wait for Hall Master Fu to recover successfully, which will prove that she is a miraculous doctor." identity of."
Zhao Runchu's voice was gentle and low-mellow, and he spoke slowly. His voice was pleasant to the ear, just like the willows blown by the spring breeze. It was a blessing to the ears and had infinite charm.
Wanrong?
It's so intimate.
Mo Jiecheng's brows furrowed even more as he listened.
We are both men, so don’t think he doesn’t know. If he didn’t deliberately pinch his throat, how could he have made such a sound?
It's absolutely disgusting.
"What is this the king is asking about?" He frowned coldly, turned his gaze to Ji Wanrong, and his voice became louder, "I want to ask why the things I gave to Ji Wanrong are in your possession now. In your hand?!”
"Are you trying to steal something?!"
Zhao Runchu was stunned, and Ji Wanrong's expression also changed: "What are you talking about? I gave this to him, don't say it too harshly."
"The things I gave you, you changed hands and gave them to other men?!"
Mo Jiecheng became even more angry when he heard this. He felt a raging fire burning in his chest, and he gasped for breath, "Don't treat me as a dead person!"
Only then did Ji Wanrong understand the reason for Mo Jiecheng's sudden attack, and her tone slowly calmed down.
"This is your gift to the ghost-hand miracle doctor. What you give away will naturally be disposed of as you wish. Mr. Zhao is a businessman. I just want to..."
Ji Wanrong suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
She couldn't say that she didn't like these jewelry. Now she just wanted to pawn them and go out to buy a house.
"But what? You don't like it?" Mo Jiecheng stared at her with dark eyes and his voice was deep.
He looked at Zhao Runchu standing next to Ji Wanrong with crooked eyebrows, but when he looked at himself with his mouth drooped, looking like a dead person, he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
The feeling of certainty in my heart suddenly disappeared.
This woman had changed, he had known this for a long time, but Mo Jiecheng discovered that besides the previous impression of stupidity, greed, and lust, Mo Jiecheng discovered that she had changed.
It seemed like he didn't understand her at all.
"It's nothing. This is the matter of the magic doctor with ghost hands. You don't need to know. The box of gems you gave to Princess Han is still in Prince Han's palace. I won't touch the box of jewels."
What Ji Wanrong said was very confident.
The box of jewelry in Prince Han's Mansion was donated by Mo Jiecheng to Princess Han, and this box of jewelry was given to the Magic Hand Doctor by him in order to seek medical treatment from him.
She has the right to dispose of the things she obtained through her own abilities, and she doesn't need Mo Jiecheng to intervene.
If the Miracle Doctor with Ghost Hands were not her, would Mo Jiecheng still care about what the Miracle Doctor with Ghost Hands did with the box of jewels?
Upon hearing this, Mo Jiecheng's chest heaved twice, his temples jumped suddenly, and his eyes widened as if they could spit out fire.
He took a step forward, grabbed Ji Wanrong's hand, and held her hand tightly in his.
"What does it mean that I don't deserve to know? You are my king's concubine and my king's person. The husband is the wife's guide. Any decision you make must be subject to my king's permission. This box of jewelry also belongs to me. Who should I give it to?" It also requires my consent!”
Mo Jiecheng's strength was very strong. He squeezed Ji Wanrong's hand tightly, so hard that Ji Wanrong frowned.
Mo Jiecheng felt Ji Wanrong's struggle. He not only held her hand tighter, but also wrapped his other hand around Ji Wanrong's slender waist and pulled her body into his arms. .
The tip of his nose was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant and a faint smell of blood, but Mo Jiecheng didn't find it unpleasant.
He looked at Zhao Runchu with his cold eyes, and then spoke word by word as if he was declaring sovereignty: "Ji Wanrong is my king's concubine, her hands belong to me, her people belong to me, everything about her is My king’s.”
"It is because I am so kind that I allowed Ji Wanrong to go out to socialize and meet my foreign husband. Without my permission in the future, I will not be able to leave the house without my permission."
Feeling Mo Jiecheng's strong strength, he pressed her on Zhao Runchu's chest in front of him. His nose was filled with his fir fragrance, but Ji Wanrong was extremely disgusted.
She bit her back teeth and put her hand against Mo Jiecheng's chest.
Zhao Runchu stood in front of Mo Jiecheng, his face unchanged, and the original smile was still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
The two were almost the same height, so they were evenly matched in a confrontation.
His eyes briefly glanced at Ji Wanrong in Mo Jiecheng's arms, and he only said a word in a warm voice: "Your Highness, King Han, you are too rude. You hurt her and she will be unhappy."
Pooh! Still holding my throat!
Hearing that voice, Mo Jiecheng just wanted to gag.
He looked at the smile on Zhao Runchu's lips, and the anger in his body almost rushed to the top of his head, "If I am happy, she will be happy!"
After Mo Jiecheng said this, regardless of Ji Wanrong's struggle, he held her in his arms and walked out with big steps.
"Mo Jiecheng, let me go. Are you having a seizure?"
Mo Jie was halfway through the city when he thought of something, changed his steps, and walked back angrily.
Monk Ji Wanrong was confused, while Zhao Runchu still stood in the yard holding two boxes.
Mo Jiecheng glanced at him coldly, and then waved his hand to grab the box in his hand: "You can't touch my king's things!"
Ji Wanrong was hugged tightly to his chest, and all he could hear was his dull voice, as if coming from his chest.
She was just about to struggle to leave Mo Jiecheng's arms when she suddenly heard a crisp sound.
It was the sound of something wooden hitting the ground.
Ji Wanrong suddenly raised his head, and what he saw was Zhao Runchu's pale and panicked face.
She lowered her head slightly, and the beads all over the ground bounced to the ground, making a crisp sound, as if they had fallen on a jade plate.
The jewelry is crystal clear, a priceless thing, and the sound of breaking it is so pleasant.
"Mo! Jie Cheng!!!" Ji Wanrong looked at the scene in front of her, boundless anger rushed straight to her head, and she almost screamed.
