My wife is super cool

Chapter 223
Lu Jingmo who was suddenly named:
"..."

Can she ask, did Xia Qingmiao promise anything to others?

"Your Highness."

Seeing her looking over, Xia Qingmiao hurriedly explained:
"Mr. Mo is a newcomer, and the people from Tai Hospital always bully him. If he is bullied severely, can you help him?"

Mo Xingchu slightly parted her crimson red lips, as if she wanted to say something, but finally closed them slowly.

Together with Xia Qingmiao, they waited for the answer from the person opposite.

Lu Jingmo looked at Xia Qingmiao, who was nervous, and Mo Xingchu, who was calm.

"Ah."

She hummed in a low voice.

Mo Xingchu's background was too mysterious, she asked Tao Tie to search again, but still did not find any information about this person.

Maybe get in touch with him more, and slowly you can get something out of it.

"In this case, His Majesty the Crown Prince will be troubled."

She would agree, within Mo Xingchu's expectations.

After all, it was Xia Qingmiao who spoke, the one she loved so much.

Lu Jingmo didn't reply to his words, but looked helplessly at the person sitting next to him.

Xia Qingmiao is a lively person, who would start a conversation from time to time, and Mo Xingchu and Luo Ran chatted with him at odds.

After a while, a cold wind suddenly blew.

It's not big, but it's still a bit cold in winter nights.

The ignited fire is no longer burning, and the flames are even more dangerous when the wind blows.

The half of the fire in front of Mo Xingchu and Xia Qingmiao had been completely extinguished.

"come over."

Lu Jingmo raised his right hand and called softly to the person opposite.

Xia Qingmiao heard the shout, got up quickly, and trotted to her side.

"cold."

He shrank himself into Lu Jingmo's arms.

Lu Jingmo held his little hand, which was a little red from the cold, and warmed it with the heat of his palm.

There were still flames on the side where Luo Ran and her were sitting, and the wind was blowing from behind, so they didn't feel how cold it was.

She raised her hand to touch Xia Qingmiao's small face again, her hand was cold to the touch.

The warm left hand covered his entire face, then unfolded the cloak, and pressed the man in his arms.

Mo Xingchu saw her series of movements, and slowly stopped the hand that wrapped the cloak tightly around him.

He looked at Xia Qingmiao who was being hugged in his arms, with a pair of extremely beautiful light-colored eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking.

It wasn't until the cold wind gushed in from his collar that he felt a familiar itchiness in his throat that he came back to his senses, covered his lips and coughed twice.

"How about... let's all go back to sleep in the camp, it's getting late anyway."

Luo Ran heard his cough, and suggested in a gentle voice.

"it is good."

Mo Xingchu lowered his eyes and his voice was calm.

Even when he wanted to get up with his weak body, Luo Ran walked up to him and stretched out his hand to help him up.

"I send you."

Mo Xingchu didn't speak, until Luo Ran sent him back to the camp and was about to turn around and leave, he whispered thanks:
"Thank you."

Luo Ran paused slightly, and after a few seconds, he turned around and smiled gently at him:
"You're weak, and you've caught a cold tonight, so let the night watch attendants bring you some buckets of hot water to soak in before going to sleep."

"Well, I will."

Mo Xingchu's lips turned pale.

Seeing his weak appearance, Luo Ran didn't bother him anymore.

"Cough cough..."

As soon as the tent door was lowered, Mo Xingchu no longer suppressed the determination in his throat.

The cold wind just now really froze him a bit.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Fu Ling who heard the sound hurried in.

(End of this chapter)