The medical concubine is sultry: the prince is fond of heaven

Chapter 27 You two have a situation

"Ok?"

Jiang Mufeng stared at Nangong Wan, with a hint of anticipation in his black eyes.

Nangong Wan tried her best to suppress the throbbing, smiled and shook her head.

"Do not believe."

"is it?"

Jiang Mufeng laughed silently.

She held the wine glass and sipped the wine, her eyelashes fluttered, and she seemed a little flustered.

"Before I was in the palace, I yearned for the moon outside. This time I go out of the palace, and I don't know when the next time will be."

Hearing his voice, there seemed to be some regret.

Her hand holding the wine glass froze for a moment, then she raised her head to meet Jiang Mufeng's eyes again.

"Do you think Jiang Muhai is comparable to you?"

"But he has the blessing of a goddess, that's what my father wants." Jiang Mufeng reminded.

Nangong Wan snorted lightly in disdain, and continued to drink.

"Mingjun never believed that the so-called goddess can change a country, only a foolish monarch would believe this."

What she said...

Jiang Mufeng pursed his lips, and the corner of his eyes stayed on Nangong Wan.

The next day.

Nangong Wan sat on the bed with blank eyes.

last night...

She and Jiang Mufeng seem to have kissed?

No, she accidentally stepped on the hem of Jiang Mu's windbreaker, and then they accidentally kissed each other.

Nangong Wan covered her face with her hands, she is now looking for a place to kill herself.

It's so embarrassing.

Nangong Wan sighed, and sat on the bed for a while before slowly getting up.

As soon as she walked outside Jiang Mufeng's tent, she stopped suddenly.

After thinking for a moment, he turned back to his tent again.

There is no way, she drank too much yesterday and made a fool of herself, and she still hasn't figured out how to face Jiang Mufeng.

Mo Yao secretly looked outside and saw that Nangong Wan had left, so he looked back at Jiang Mufeng.

"What's going on with you two?"

Jiang Mufeng pursed his lips and pretended to read the book seriously, as if he didn't hear what Mo wanted to say.

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Mo Yao stepped forward to snatch his book.

"Stop pretending to be stupid in front of me, what's going on with you two?"

"It's okay, don't you want to study the crossbow she made? Why don't you go to the market today to buy materials?"

After his reminder, Mo Yao finally remembered his business.

Mo Yao snorted softly, and raised his middle finger in contempt.

"You have a guilty conscience. Something must have happened to you and Nangong Wan."

"Get lost." Jiang Mufeng scolded in a cold voice.

Seeing that he was angry, Mo Yao quickly slipped away.

For several days in a row, Nangong Wan avoided Jiang Mufeng. Even someone with a rough nerve like Mo Yao felt that something was unusual.

The most important thing for His Royal Highness to be angry is him!
He managed to catch Nangong Wan this day, Mo Yao couldn't help complaining to her.

"Miss Nangong, just go and see His Highness, if you don't go, I will be tortured to death."

Nangong Wan blushed unconsciously, and avoided Mo Yao's eyes with a guilty conscience.

"I still have some things to do. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

After finishing speaking, Nangong Wan turned to leave.

Mo Yao followed closely, "I've been studying your bow and crossbow for the past two days. You did it very cleverly. What do you think if you change the material of the short arrow?"

"Change materials?"

Nangong Wan stopped and looked back at Mo Yao in surprise.

Seeing that she finally paid attention to him, Mo Yao nodded excitedly, "Yes, I think we can change to another material. Your Highness has some good things, why don't we go to His Highness to try?"

"..."

After all, he still wanted to take himself to see Jiang Mufeng.

Nangong Wan smiled slightly, "I still have some things to do, excuse me first."

Mo Yao sighed regretfully when he saw people leaving.

A big hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

Mo Yao bared his teeth in pain, hurriedly avoided, turned around and glared at Fang Wei viciously.

"General Fang, even if you don't like me, there's no need to murder me, right?"

Fang Wei snorted lightly in disdain, and then glanced at Nangong Wan's back.

"I advise you not to worry about Miss Nangong and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"why?"

Fang Wei glanced at him coldly, "He died early."

Mo Yao was confused and wanted to ask again, but Fang Wei had already been called away.

"It's weird."

Mo Yao stood there for a while, then walked towards Jiang Mufeng's tent.

Inside the tent, Jiang Mufeng was holding an official document in a daze.

"I saw Nangong Wan just now, she didn't want to come to see you, did you offend her?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yao suddenly felt a biting chill.

Mo Yao and Jiang Mufeng's eyes met, and he suddenly realized something.

"Still leaving?" Jiang Mufeng spit out a few words coldly.

Enough!

Mo Yao snorted softly, opened his mouth and was about to speak, when Jiang Mufeng's cold eyes swept over him again, swallowing all the words.

That evening, Nangong Wan reluctantly came to Jiang Mufeng's camp.

It's not that she wants to come, it's time to get an injection, and the previous hard work can't be wasted.

Jiang Mufeng sat upright, his black eyes following Nangongwan's movements.

She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to look at Jiang Mufeng.

After only a few days of seeing each other, she felt that the man in front of her was getting more and more handsome, and her heart was beating faster and faster.

Mo Yao appeared at the door at some point, seeing the two of them still looking at each other affectionately, he shuddered suddenly.

"Long love concubine, what a pair of loving mandarin ducks."

While talking, Mo Yao was still gesturing.

Jiang Mufeng's eyes instantly turned cold, like cold arrows, shooting towards Mo Yao together.

"Get in."

Mo Yao shuddered and went in cheekily.

He smiled at Nangong Wan, "Miss Nangong, our Highness keeps himself clean, we don't have a maid around us all these years, let alone a concubine in the same room, like a monk, such a man, Miss Nangong, should be cherished. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Mufeng, whose face was getting darker and darker.

"Your Highness, Miss Nangong is capable of writing and martial arts, and has a natural beauty. Such a good wife is rare, Your Highness, don't miss it."

"Have you changed your career to be a matchmaker?" Jiang Mufeng asked coldly.

Hearing this, Mo Yao was startled, and then shook his head in a daze.

"Still leaving?" Jiang Mufeng issued the order to evict the guest again.

Mo Yao smiled ambiguously, "I understand, let's go now, let's go now."

After looking at the two of them, Mo Yao covered his mouth with a sharp smile and left.

Jiang Mufeng coughed softly, "Don't talk to him."

Noticing that his ears were red, Nangong Wan suddenly remembered what happened that night.

As soon as the two kissed Jiang Mufeng, they pushed her away, just like now, their ears were so red that they were dripping blood.

Nangong Wan's eyes moved slightly, and a wicked look quickly flashed in her eyes.

She deliberately got close to Jiang Mufeng.

Nangong Wan was in a trance for a moment when the familiar fragrance came from his body.

Jiang Mufeng backed away without a trace, and reminded in a cold voice: "Be careful."

"I think what Mo Yao said is quite right. I have to grasp such a good man as His Highness."

Nangong Wan pursed her lips and smiled slyly, like a little fox who has successfully stolen.

This time, it wasn't just the ears, but even the face was so red that it was about to bleed.

Jiang Mufeng stood up in a panic and stepped back, "You are a woman, how can you be so careless."

She blinked innocently, then approached Jiang Mufeng.

When she cornered him, Nangong Wan stopped less than a slap away from him.

(End of this chapter)