I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 472 Will Madam Worry?
"Since you are schizophrenic and sick, you need to take medicine."

Yun Qingcheng's face was indifferent, "Always threatening others, letting the condition worsen will only bring troubles to those around you."

Qingluan nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he cast a glance at King Mo, looking very unhappy.

King Mo: "..."

This dead bird.

I thought it was an assist to pull over, but who would have thought that it was taught by the knife.

Careless.

"Sister Qingcheng, look, why don't you prescribe him a prescription for treating fine points?" Qingluan blinked her green transparent eyes, the dimples on her lips were deeply sunken, very cute.

"Yes." Yun Qingcheng did not refuse.

No reason for rejection could be found.

She also didn't ask who Qingluan's friend was.

Even if Qingluan is her own pet, she still has her own privacy.What's more, the friends of birds are likely to be animals and beasts. What if they don't want to appear in Jiyu Kingdom at all and cause an uproar.

After all, the human world is not particularly friendly to divine beasts, spirit beasts and the like.

Yun Qingcheng directly picked up the pen, scribbled, and wrote two prescriptions.

"This one is for your friend. It has healing essence. It has a good effect on nourishing the soul power and stabilizing the spiritual domain of the soul. The other one is for you. It has an excellent effect on treating insomnia."

The smile on Qingluan's face became even more cheerful: "Okay, sister Qingcheng, you are so kind."

Satisfied, he put both prescriptions into his sleeves, "My friend will definitely thank you very much. He is a big brother, and he may be useful in the future."

The corner of a big guy’s eyes twitched →_→

Thank you so much!

He wanted to use it as soon as possible, but his wife always didn't play with him.

Yun Qingcheng smiled slightly, and said, "Since it's your friend, Ah Qing, then it's my friend. You don't have to be so polite."

It was supposed to be for dinner.

Now that we've had an episode, it's time for lunch.

Yun Qingcheng turned her head, finally she was willing to cast her eyes on King Mo, and asked politely, "How is Your Highness doing in the past three days? How is your recovery?"

King Mo was so depressed.

You can be considered as a husband.

How long has this been in the house.

As a husband, I'm too insignificant, almost like air.

"It's much better, thank you Madam for your concern." A honeyed tone.

With a bit of stubbornness, a bit of arrogance, a bit of unwillingness, and a bit of pretended indifference.

Yun Qingcheng nodded; "Let's have dinner first, after I'm done, I'll check on His Highness."

King Mo moved his chopsticks blankly.

He is the head of the family.

On this table, only when he moves the chopsticks first can others move.

He added a vegetable leaf and chewed it in his mouth for a long time, but it was tasteless and he couldn't swallow it.The mood is really not very beautiful, and the appetite is also lost.

Yun Qingcheng soon found out, and frowned slightly: "Does Your Highness have no appetite?"

King Mo didn't answer.

In Yun Qingcheng's eyes, this was tantamount to acquiescence.

Yun Qingcheng said seriously: "Your Highness is in a critical period of recovery, you must pay special attention to meals, keep up with your nutrition, and you must not neglect yourself, let alone picky eaters. But others are worried."

King Mo raised his head, staring straight at her with his deep eyes, and asked in a slightly hoarse and magnetic voice, "Will Madam be worried?"

(End of this chapter)