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Chapter 223 Being favored and hurting the waist
Chapter 223 Being favored and hurting the waist
Ye Mohan's black eyes fixedly looked at Xiao Yueyao, recalling what Xiao Yueyao said just now.
If this sentence is spoken out, others will listen to it.
People who didn't know thought that he had done something to her.
Xiao Yueyao's heart trembled when Ye Mohan looked at her.
Fortunately, the imperial doctor happened to come over.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Xiao."
After seeing the ceremony, the imperial physician looked at Ye Mohan's face, and walked directly towards Xiao Yueyao.
With His Majesty at your side, the imperial physician dare not delay.
After careful inspection.
A bottle of medicinal wine was left behind.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Xiao is fine, all you need to do is massage with medicine and wine..."
"Ouch, Bengong's back hurts..."
Xiao Yueyao whimpered.
Hearing the sound, Ye Mohan frowned, and looked at the imperial doctor with doubts in his eyes.
Is this all right?
Shouldn't the imperial doctor in this hospital have a bloodbath?
The imperial doctor froze and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Only then continued.
"However, if this waist injury is not taken care of properly, it will inevitably cause some minor problems, so we still have to be careful."
"Ah."
After such a short time, the imperial doctor's back was soaked, and when he heard Ye Mohan's "hm", he immediately left.
"Your Majesty, I will take my leave."
Immediately, he slipped away like oil on the soles of his feet.
In the hall, only Xiao Yueyao and Ye Mohan were left.
Ye Mo looked at Xiao Yueyao coldly.
Xiao Yueyao smiled embarrassingly, feeling extremely guilty.
"Your Majesty, it seems that the waist of the concubine cannot be punished for copying for the time being."
Ye Mo smiled coldly and stood up: "It hurts the waist, but not the hand."
Xiao Yueyao's little face collapsed, and she felt aggrieved immediately.
Your Majesty, do you see what a human being said?
"Li Huan……"
Li Huan rushed in from outside the hall.
"His Majesty……"
"I'm preparing a chair, and put it next to me."
Eunuch Li glanced at Xiao Yueyao's direction, and then backed out, not daring to delay.
After a while, the chair was brought in.
Place it beside His Majesty's chair.
Eunuch Li was considerate and prepared paper and pens for Xiao Yueyao by the way.
Ye Mohan walked towards the table with his hands behind his back, but he passed by Xiao Yueyao, and saw that Xiao Yueyao was still sitting on the chair with her body limp, showing no intention of moving at all.
Ye Mohan stopped walking and looked sideways.
Xiao Yueyao flinched in fright from Ye Mo's cold eyes.
Ye Mohan was tall and slender, and when he stood there, he immediately gave people a strong sense of oppression.
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Xiao Yueyao met Ye Mohan's cold eyes for no reason, and said pitifully while supporting her waist.
"Your Majesty, the concubine's waist really hurts. Why don't I spare the concubine from copying today, and the concubine will definitely send the contents of the copy tomorrow."
Ye Mohan was motionless, his moods unclear.
Xiao Yueyao obeyed obediently, stretched out her hand and carefully pulled Ye Mohan's sleeve corner.
"Your Majesty, the concubine really can't move, the concubine..."
Xiao Yueyao hasn't finished speaking yet.
The person who was standing upright just now suddenly bent down and pressed down.
Xiao Yueyao held her breath nervously.
Ye Mohan supported the handle of the chair with his hands, and surrounded Xiao Yueyao in the chair.
He looked at the little face that was close at hand.
Dingding watched for a while, looking into Xiao Yueyao's slightly frightened eyes.
His eyes were dimmed, and he sighed helplessly. He lifted the girl's chin with his cool long fingers, rubbed it lightly, and coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, stay with me."
Xiao Yueyao's eyes of resistance instantly softened.
My heart also softened.
Ye Mohan was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the girl's mood, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This is a temperament that eats soft but not hard.
He still has to coax.
Before Xiao Yueyao figured it out, should she stay or not.
Ye Mohan directly hugged him up.
Xiao Yueyao exclaimed, and hurriedly grabbed Ye Mohan's collar: "Your Majesty..."
Ye Mohan walked steadily, took a few steps, and put him firmly in the chair.
At the same time, Liao Robe took advantage of the situation and sat down beside him.
He dipped the pen in ink, and handed it over with a cold face.
Xiao Yueyao looked at the writing brush handed in front of her, followed the tip of the brush, and slowly moved her eyes over it.
Looking at Ye Mohan's cold and ruthless handsome face, he finally came to his senses.
Damn, Ye Mo has turned cold.
He has learned to use beauty to confuse people.
She was so spineless that she struggled against his demon way without even half a cent.
Xiao Yueyao thought about it left and right, and it was useless to think more and more wronged.
He could only take the brush from Ye Mohan's hand, holding a blank paper, and began to write slowly.
Ye Mohan picked up the memorial at the side, and began to review it quietly.
Not long after, the woman beside her began to whimper and become restless.
Ye Mohan frowned and looked over.
I saw Xiao Yueyao with her head on her chin, holding a brush and writing two words crookedly on the paper, while the other hand rested on her waist.
Xiao Yueyao looked at the scriptures in front of her, reading while writing.
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."
Her waist was still slightly sore.
Ye Mohan had a panoramic view of all this, as if casually placed the cushion on his chair behind Xiao Yueyao.
Then he turned his attention to the memorial.
But her mind was still on Xiao Yueyao.
He peeked until Xiao Yueyao leaned against the soft cushion behind her, and let out a comfortable snort.
Then he withdrew his gaze, and there was a hint of a smile that he didn't even notice at the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Yueyao finally finished copying the Heart Sutra, took another blank sheet of paper, and started copying from the beginning.
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form...foolish words!"
Xiao Yueyao was chanting, then suddenly threw the pen in her hand and cursed.
Xiao Yueyao turned her eyes and looked at Ye Mo's cold and hard side face, she hardly wanted to talk to her.
Xiao Yueyao could only bite the bullet and continue speaking.
"Your Majesty, look, this color is emptiness, and emptiness is sex. It can be said that it is a matter of abstaining from sex, but the concubines are to serve His Majesty, and in the future they have to bear children for His Majesty. Naturally, this color cannot be empty."
Unreasonable, just open your mouth.
Ye Mohan frowned and looked over.
Only to see, Xiao Yueyao continued with a smile: "Your Majesty, the ancients said it well, food and sex are also good, this is a matter of love between men and women, of course it is the best thing if you love me and I wish."
"Thirty times."
Xiao Yueyao's pupils widened when she heard the words, "I don't mean this..."
"forty."
Xiao Yueyao opened her small mouth slightly, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, let's not talk about it, it's not enough for me to write obediently!"
Xiao Yueyao took the brush and continued to copy.
Minutes passed by.
Ye Mohan was reviewing the memorial when he suddenly heard the sound of shallow breathing from beside him, and the hand that was about to write stopped.
Turn around and look over.
I saw a small white face with a pink and tender look.
Xiao Yueyao was still holding a brush in her hand, her small face was completely tilted, and her small mouth was slightly opened.
She didn't know how long she had slept, the body fluid flowing from her small mouth had already wet the white paper underneath.
(End of this chapter)