Chapter 715 - Elegance, Threatening Jing Muhan
Chapter 715 – Elegance, Threatening Jing Muhan
In the end, she sighed and gave up on looking for Mo Youyou.
Jing Muhan followed the Goddess to a hot spring. She turned her head and glanced at Jing Muhan, a faint smile appearing in her eyes. Standing barefoot on the shore, she slowly took off her clothes layer by layer, revealing her smooth and perfect back.
Jing Muhan’s expression turned cold as he spoke in a low voice.
“I is not in the mood to watch you bathe!”
The Goddess smiled back. “Wings, help me untie my belt.”
Jing Muhan was stunned, his cold eyes flashed, but he did not make a move. The goddess said at a moderate pace, “Chang Sheng grass!”
Jing Muhan’s figure appeared behind the Goddess, and his hand landed in mid-air. If the woman in front of him was his little wild cat, he would directly eat her up. But this woman, he disdained to even glance at her!
He quickly removed the goddess’ belt from his waist. It was as if she was untying a rope from a wooden stake. There was no emotion on her face, and her movements didn’t have the slightest trace of gentleness.
The Goddess paused for a moment before slowly turning around. The vermilion undergarment covered the hidden place and the clothes were as smooth as silk. It slid down from her smooth and fair shoulders.
Any man would bathe in the presence of such an object, causing blood to spurt out from his wounds. He could not bear it any longer. However, in Jing Muhan’s eyes, it was just a wooden stake.
Seeing Jing Moyan’s attitude, the goddess’ eyes were filled with disappointment. She turned around and slowly lifted her feet as she walked towards the pond. His feet slipped and he accidentally jumped into the pool.
As a result, he fell into a cold embrace.
The goddess’ heart tightened. He cared about her, didn’t he?
When her smooth skin made contact with Jing Muhan’s slightly cold brocade robe, the goddess gave off an indescribable feeling. This was the first time in her life that she had been so close to him. And he was the one who took the initiative to hug her. She could not help but lean into Jing Muhan’s embrace as she said softly.
“You have mine in your heart, don’t you?”
Jing Muhan directly pushed the Goddess out, “I is just worried that the Chang Sheng Grass has been destroyed by you!” With that, he turned and maintained a distance of ten meters from the goddess.
The Goddess was once again disappointed and jumped into the pool. The spring water covered up the tears on her face.
At the same time, in the Residence of Regent, Mo Youyou stood beside a makeshift bed and held a sharp scalpel in her hand as she treated Chu Cheng’s wounds.
The effect of Anesthesia Powder was not as good as expected, so during the operation, Chu Cheng was woken up by the pain several times, but he only let out a groan before falling into a deep slumber.
Mo Youyou’s forehead started to perspire more and more. The two imperial physicians beside her felt that they could not help much, so one of them stood to the side and helped Mo Youyou wipe off her perspiration, helping her to pass over her tools.
In the afternoon, after four hours, Mo Youyou removed the scissors from Chu Cheng’s wound and cut the last string.
The wound had been sewn shut and the bleeding had stopped. What he had to wait for now was exactly what the imperial physician had said, Chang Sheng Flower.
Although Mo Youyou did not know if that Chang Sheng Flower could save him, but with Chu Cheng’s current situation, she was helpless to do anything.
They could only ensure that Chu Cheng’s injuries wouldn’t worsen before Jing Muhan brought the Chang Sheng Flower back. They could also guarantee that he would still have a breath of life left.
Mo Youyou was also looking forward to Jing Muhan bringing Chang Sheng Hua back!
Putting away all the medical tools, Mo Youyou cast a glance at the servants guarding outside.
“Send someone to visit this place. Tell me, a few days ago, I ordered some things here.”
The servant girl looked at the name of the blacksmith’s shop and nodded before leaving in a hurry.
Mo Youyou sat in the courtyard and sighed.
Unexpectedly, in just a few short days, so many unexpected things had happened, causing him to feel extremely frustrated and frustrated. He wondered how Jing Muhan was doing and if he had gotten his hands on the Chang Sheng Grass.
Hearing the servants mention Chang Sheng’s frightened expression, Mo Youyou became even more worried.
Forget it, after Chu Cheng endured tonight, she would go to Yingzhou to have a look.
After making his decision, Mo Youyou went to Chu Cheng’s chamber to remind the servant that if Chu Cheng had anything to do at night, he would look for her. After that, he went to his own room to rest. After a night of tossing and turning, he couldn’t sleep at all. Unknowingly, the sky had already begun to brighten.
Mo Youyou slowly got up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, then quickly put on her clothes. Her long hair was casually rolled up, she washed her face and rinsed her mouth before going to Chu Cheng’s room.
“Chu Cheng didn’t have a fever last night?”
The servant girl respectfully returned.
“Miss Mo, Lord Chu did well last night. He did not have a high fever.”
Mo Youyou heaved a sigh of relief, the dangerous period had passed and she would be safe for now.
Looking at the man’s haggard face on the bed, Mo Youyou dared not imagine that this was the Chu Cheng who usually had a cold face and strong cold aura martial arts skills.
It turned out that he also had a weak side. For Chu Cheng to be able to survive like this, it was all thanks to the meticulous care of his maidservants.
Mo Youyou looked at the servant and asked, “What’s your name?”
“This servant will warm her heart.”
Mo Youyou pursed her lips, “She’s the same as you, Warmth.”
Warm Heart lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to raise his eyes to look at Mo Youyou.
Seeing that, Mo Youyou did not tease her about the warmth of the heart, and reminded her, “I will set off in a while to find the Prince of Ying Prefecture, take care of Chu Cheng’s matters.”
“Yes, Miss Mo.”
“En, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving first.”
Warmth’s pure eyes stared at the back view that gradually grew further away, his face filled with envy. “I also want to be like Miss Mo, understanding medicine and healing your injuries, Sir Chu.”
Ye Zichen turned his head to glance at the man on the bed with his eyes closed, while his warm heart gradually turned red.
Jing Muhan stayed at Chang Sheng’s side for an entire night, but because he was threatened by the Goddess with Chang Sheng’s grass, his heart was very restless. Thus, at night, he took advantage of the Goddess’ rest to search for Chang Sheng’s grass in the mountain forest.
Perhaps, apart from the one in the goddess’ hand, there was still another one.
Holding onto hope, in the end, the morning had already passed and there was still no sign of Chang Sheng Grass.
Jing Muhan stood in the forest with his fists tightly clenched, exuding a strong killing intent.
Suddenly, the goddess’ voice rang out.
“Yi, why did you come here so early in the morning?”
Jing Muhan turned his head to look at the woman walking over. Today, she was wearing a light purple long dress, her graceful figure was exceptionally alluring.
Her hair was casually tied up, yet it did not lose its grace and charm.
Jing Muhan retracted his gaze as he coldly replied.
“There is no need to consult you about what I wants to do.”
“It seems that the sincerity you have for Chang Sheng Grass is still not enough.”
“Goddess, don’t push yourself too far!”
“Wing, you really want to talk to me like this?”
Dammit, why is there not a trace of poison in his body? The medicine was already in the thin air. It had been a long night, why was there still no reaction!
He bit his lower lip, wishing that Jing Muhan would forget everything that happened in this world. Hearing the Goddess’ words, Jing Muhan harrumphed, “I wants Chang Sheng grass!”
“It’s not time yet! I’ve said it before, in three days, if you still don’t have any feelings for me after three days, I’ll give you the Chang Sheng Grass! And send you out of here! “