Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 25 The closer the distance, the better the effect 5
Mu Jiujiu took two steps forward and obediently presented the scripture in his hand.

Bei Chenyue took the scriptures she copied, looked down casually, um, this word is really ugly like something, people who don't know think she is drawing a talisman to curse herself...

He just flipped through it casually for a while, and found that his numb hands and feet were slowly spreading heat along the meridians, and his limbs gradually became conscious.

Could it be that, as Grandpa Huang said, the closer this guy named Mu Jiujiu is to him, the faster he will recover? ?
Bei Chen raised his head more and stared at Mu Jiujiu with gloomy and complicated eyes.

Mu Jiujiu looked puzzled by him, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and asked casually, "Why does Your Highness keep staring at Minnv, is there something on Minnv's face?"

"Hmm..." Bei Chen looked away lightly, continued to look down at the scriptures in his hands, and said in a cool voice, "You have gum in your eyes."

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Mu Jiujiu froze for a moment, then subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of her eyes.

Pooh! !You have gum in your eyes! !
Mu Jiujiu's lively eyes were burning with raging fire, staring at Bei Chenyue firmly.

Her handwriting was not good-looking, and the speed of copying the scriptures was also slow. Yesterday, she managed to copy two scriptures, but in a short time, Bei Chenyue had read them from the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end.

Bei Chen held the rice paper, frowned and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said to Mu Jiujiu, "The scriptures are well copied. From your scriptures, I can see your sincerity in serving the sick."

Mu Jiujiu was taken aback after hearing what he said, what's going on, His Royal Highness Yue Wang suddenly found out his conscience? ?
She hurriedly turned to Beichen Yue Fu and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness."

"Well, so today you don't need to copy the scriptures anymore." Bei Chenyue handed the scriptures that Mu Jiujiu had finished copying to Gai Feng who was standing aside, and said in a calm voice.

Mu Jiujiu was overjoyed, and before he had time to thank Bei Chenyue, he heard his cold and indifferent voice continue: "Let's chant scriptures and pray for my king today."

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Mu Jiujiu looked at him in bewilderment.

"Gaofeng, go and get her a stool and put it on the side of the bed." After Bei Chenyue said that, he turned his head and directed towards Feifeng.

"Yes." Gaifeng replied, and immediately walked to the desk, took a stool, and placed it next to the bed.

Bei Chen raised his chin towards Mu Jiujiu and said, "Sit down."

Mu Jiujiu: "..."

"Mo Ying, go to the bookshelf and get all the scriptures and put them in Mu..." Bei Chenyue's voice paused, the corner of his mouth pulled an inadvertent arc, and he asked Mu Jiujiu: "By the way, what is your name?" What's Mu??"

Mu Jiujiu: "..."

"Oh, by the way, Concubine Mu." Bei Chenyue continued without waiting for her answer, "Bring all the scriptures and put them next to Concubine Mu. Today, Concubine Mu will recite scriptures for the king. Pray."

"Yes." Mo Ying also responded respectfully, turned around and walked towards the bookshelf.

After a while, Mo Ying moved all the scriptures on the bookshelf to Mu Jiujiu's side. Those scriptures were piled up, almost half the height of Mu Jiujiu.

Bei Chen squeezed his fingers that were recovering consciousness, and said proudly to Mu Jiujiu, "Start reading."

(End of this chapter)