The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 100 Borrowing
"It's not as good as you think. Except for the medicinal materials, the things here belong to other worlds. They are just borrowed by us for use."

borrow?

"Is the sun also borrowable?"

"Of course, you just need to absorb the sun's light with the sun stone. The sun you see now is not the real sun at all."

Mo Qingcheng stepped forward, and sure enough, there were several smooth jade-like sunstones in the medicine field, with the sun's rays faintly shining on them, like night pearls at night, and as beautiful as a modern crystal lamp.

Next to it, there was still a piece of soggy black lacquer, Mo Qingcheng glanced at it, and opened his mouth lightly.

"What is this broken stone for?"

It’s fine if it’s pitch black, and it takes up a lot of space, with a width of two or three meters. If you throw away the stones, it’s not bad to plant some herbs.

"That's the Sunstone, and these nice things are just lit up."

"No, someone is here."

Before Mo Qingcheng could ask any more questions, the person had already come out of the medical space.

As soon as he came out, Mo Qingcheng smelled the smell of blood. When he opened his eyes, he saw Di Jiuyang sitting on the opposite chair, the entire sleeve of his arm was stained red with blood, but Di Jiuyang's face, but There are no expressions.

Thinking of the appointment letter he signed before, Mo Qingcheng consciously went to the room to take out the medicine box and put it on the table.

Mo Qingcheng lives in a small courtyard. Except for a towering crabapple tree, there are only three rooms left in the courtyard. One is the kitchen, the other is the living room, and the other is the bedroom. Even the maids have no place to live. .

But luckily the servant girl was not there, otherwise what would I do if I saw Di Jiuyang.

It was just scratched by the sword, not very serious, and Mo Qingcheng took care of it easily.

This kind of wound was the most Mo Qingcheng encountered. In the past, when he was on the battlefield, he could bandage the wound for a day until his hands cramped.

Looking at Mo Qingcheng's skillful technique, Di Jiuyang's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and he tried to speak after a while.

"The way you bandage is a bit strange, it's different from the current doctors."

Mo Qingcheng glanced at the beautifully wrapped bow, and opened his mouth lightly.

"That's because my master is more powerful, and the things he teaches are naturally more practical."

After Mo Qingcheng finished speaking, he saw Di Jiuyang looking at the crabapple tree in the yard, a little lost in thought, and Mo Qingcheng saw a trace of loneliness from Di Jiuyang's swollen eyes.

"Do you like crabapple trees?"

Like it?
It should be like it!

The begonias that are full of trees are very beautiful, and the fragrance is also very good.

"Begonia has a special meaning to me."

"is it?"

Di Jiuyang fell into deep thought, and after a while, he uttered a sentence that Mo Qingcheng couldn't understand at all.

"If only she liked Haitang as much as you do."

"what?"

Mo Qingcheng looked at Di Jiuyang, it was the first time he saw Di Jiuyang like this, he seemed to be full of thoughts.

"It's nothing, you should deal with the matter of the prime minister's mansion quickly."

For some reason, Mo Qingcheng seemed to see a hint of disappointment in Di Jiuyang's eyes.

"Come to me if you need anything, my people are not something a prime minister can bully."

Leaving a word, Di Jiuyang's figure disappeared at the end of the night, leaving Mo Qingcheng in a daze.

Hidden in the night, Di Jiuyang stared at the Begonia in the yard in a daze, the hope in his heart was extinguished again, Di Jiuyang looked at the night sky blankly, his eyes were like a person who lost his memory.

Could it be that there is really no going back and never seeing her again?
(End of this chapter)