Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 430 Emperor VS Cold General 16
Mo Lan had no defense against Man Luo, let alone thought that she would suddenly pounce on her.

The general with high martial arts skills was caught straight by the limp little emperor.

Watching the other party's thin body lying in his arms, and the familiar light fragrance wafting over, Mo Lan was slightly taken aback: "Your Majesty?"

"Hmm." Manro didn't look up, but just hummed lightly.

The boy's voice was soft and soft, and it seemed a little different than usual. Being so close, Mo Lan could more clearly detect the instability of Man Luo's breath. He frowned, and held Man Luo to check her situation.

At the same time, Man Luo, who had been lowering his head, also raised his head. His clear and agile eyes were blurred, and his eyelashes seemed to be dyed with water in a blink of an eye.

He is obviously a young man, but at this moment, he has an inexplicable... charm...

Thinking of this, Mo Lan's body froze in place.

Man Luo's movements didn't stop for a moment, staying in Mo Lan's arms, she stretched out her arms to hug Mo Lan's waist, and unconsciously rubbed her cheek against the hem of his shirt.

After a while, she frowned dissatisfied, and hooked the corner of Mo Lan's clothes with her feeble fingertips.

Mo Lan felt as if struck by lightning, he grabbed Man Luo's hand violently, a storm was already brewing in his eyes: "My minister, call the imperial physician!"

At this time, if he couldn't see Man Luo's strangeness, he would be a fool.

Man Luo blinked his watery eyes, and hugged Mo Lan tightly and did not let go: "What do you call an imperial doctor, what I need most now is you. Mo Lan, why don't you follow me!"

Speaking of which, Manro moved closer.

Mo Lan immediately turned her head to avoid her touch: "Your Majesty! You are not awake now!"

As he said that, he wanted to break away from Man Luo, but the little hands holding him were very tight. If he tried to break free, he would definitely hurt him.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Lan took a deep breath, and said in a rare coaxing tone: "Your Majesty, you should let go of this minister first, and if you don't invite the imperial physician, I still have other ways."

Man Luo's eyes lit up slightly when she heard of other methods, and after a while she finally let go and took a step back.

Mo Lan immediately relaxed, as if she had received an amnesty.

Facing Man Luo's gaze, Mo Lan hurriedly took two steps away from her to keep a safe distance: "Wei Chen will come as soon as he goes."

Seeing Mo Lan's figure exit the hall.

Man Luo was confused and said to the companion: "Companion, Mo Lan won't run away, right?"

[Ah... probably not? ] The accompanying answer is not sure.

"If he runs away, I'll light all these spices from Chu Qingchen for him!"

Gritting her teeth, Man Luo swayed again, feeling more and more weak in her body, she couldn't hold on and sat directly on the ground.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the door was finally pushed open. After the sound of water was followed by footsteps, Mo Lan's figure finally reappeared.

He walked towards Man Luo with some hesitation. Seeing the little emperor's uncomfortable appearance, Mo Lan's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to hug her horizontally.

Man Luo just leaned on him obediently.

Just when she thought that the other party had finally compromised, the next moment Man Luo's body was cold, and she was put directly in the bathtub with her dragon robe.

The cold water made her shiver in an instant, and Man Luo's eyes suddenly cleared up. She stared at Mo Lan who was standing aside: "This is the method you said?!"

She never thought that Mo Lan's serious solution would be to let her take a cold bath.

She is now the emperor of Chu, right?

Why is this treatment!

(End of this chapter)