Chapter 894 The Real Young Master vs the Fake Daughter 36

In the evening, clouds were reflected in the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire shelter. Soldiers wearing special masks and protective clothing patrolled in an orderly manner, and the faces of the people showed hope.

Xihe walked out of the camp. Just as he took off his mask, his body couldn't help shaking.

"Young master!"

Xiao Wu was startled, and quickly stepped forward to support her: "Are you okay?"

Xihe propped her forehead, her small face was pale, and she forced a smile: "Maybe I'm too tired, just go back and have a rest."

The imperial physicians were taken aback, and said anxiously: "Hurry up, help Jiang Xiaoyou to rest."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu quickly kicked the servant. The servant reacted and quickly picked up Xihe and ran to the residence. Xiao Wu ran non-stop to the ferry, so when Xihe woke up from sleep, he found a person sitting beside the bed .

The sky outside the window was dark, candles were lit on the table, and the light and shadow flickered.

The visitor was dressed in black clothes, with black hair, slender eyebrows and long eyes, straight nose bridge, eyes closed as if asleep, with blue-black eyes.

Xihe's heart skipped a beat: Why is he here?

She pulled her hand out of the quilt, stretched it out to the face, and poked it—and got caught.

Song Mo opened his eyes: "Are you awake?"

Raising his hand to touch her forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief in the next second: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Doctor Zhang will come over later. Are you hungry?"

Xihe shook her head: "It's not uncomfortable...Aren't you in the capital? Why are you here?"

The prince relied heavily on him, and he was entrusted with many tasks. I remember that when she left the capital, he had just been assigned tasks by the prince.

Song Mo: "Come here as soon as the matter is settled."

Seriously inspecting her face, she blamed herself faintly: "I lost weight."

The man's dark eyes were crystal clear, and Xihe was uncomfortable being looked at, so he withdrew his hand and smoothed the hair on the side of his ear: "Go back and eat for two days and you'll be back. By the way, do you understand the situation here? It has almost been resolved, and I can go back after seeing it in a few days."

Song Mo nodded: "Xiao Wu told me, Yue'er."

Xihe looked up, not knowing why.

Song Mo raised his hand and landed on her face, his eyes were full of tenderness: "You are amazing."

Xihe was shocked, subconsciously pulled back, but was held tightly by someone: "You have done many things that the imperial physicians could not do, the crown prince will definitely remember you as a great merit, and you can walk sideways in Beijing from now on."

Xihe: "..."

Inexplicably flustered, he couldn't help struggling: "Song Mo..."

Song Mo leaned closer, and under Xihe's staring eyes, pressed her forehead and sighed: "Don't do this in the future, you scared me, you know."

God knows that when she was told that she passed out just after landing, her heart almost stopped beating.

He didn't bother to hide the news that his leg had healed, took the rein from Xiao Wu's hand, got on the horse, hurried to this side, and pushed the door open - the girl was pale and lay straight on the bed.

At that moment, his brain was rumbling, and his blood almost froze.

Song Mo closed his eyes, raised his hand and pressed the man into his arms: "I will never let you out alone again, you have to be on guard all the time."

Xihe: "..."

Who can tell her what's going on?

Pushing the person away hard, but being held even tighter, Xihe roared: "Song Mo!"

Song Mo let out an 'um', and sniffed her hair deeply for a while before letting go. Seeing her staring at him, he immediately felt cute: "Yue'er, you are so cute."

Xihe: Cute mud horse, pervert!

Pushing the person away fiercely, pulling the quilt around himself, pointing at the door: "Get out!"

As the only man around, she had already observed whether this guy was from her family. At first, she was skeptical, but after all, he looked quite handsome, but when she saw that this guy was out of tune, she gave up her thoughts.

The result is now...

Xihe felt that this person was probably out of his mind.

Song Mo propped his chin, pretending to be pitiful: "Yue'er, you are so ruthless, someone came to see you specially, and you actually drove him out, so sad, so sad, er..."

Xihe couldn't help but rolled her eyes, just like this, how could it be her?

009 has always been serious, so he won't be like this guy.

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The imperial doctors came in to check, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they found out that she was fine: "Little friend, please rest, we old fellows are watching over the refugees, don't worry."

After giving the instructions, they left one by one, and then Xiao Wu limped in.

Xihe stared blankly: "What happened to your leg?"

Xiao Wu subconsciously glanced at his master, and hurriedly lowered his head: "I accidentally fell down, it's not a serious problem, Miss Yue'er, don't worry."

He brought the porridge over and fled out of the room.

Xihe stared at Song Mo: "Did you hit him?"

Song Mo dug a spoonful of porridge and handed it to her lips, without hiding it: "He didn't take good care of you, he should be punished, if there is another time, it will only be worse than this time."

Xihe: "..."

Is this a little five?

Obviously it was knocking the mountain to shake the tiger, telling her not to mess around with her body.

Xihe avoided it and stared at him: "What to do, what not to do, it's up to me to choose, what does it have to do with him? Song Mo, just tell me directly."

He obviously wanted to teach her a lesson, but in the end he had to make such a big turn.

Damn scheming man!

The smile on Song Mo's face slowly fell, and his thin lips were tightly pressed. Seeing her silent, Xihe stared back unwillingly, with a look of what do you want!

Song Mo suddenly laughed.

He raised his hand to ruffle her hair, and then retracted it before she lost her temper: "You're not stupid, you know I'm talking about you."

Xihe was furious: "Song Mo!"

Song Mo picked up the bowl again: "I heard it, I heard it, I'm lame but not deaf, come, eat the food first."

Xihe had nothing to do with him, he could only viciously slap the spoon away, grab the bowl, and poured it all into his stomach with his head raised "huluhulu".

Song Mo was overjoyed, and clapped his hands: "Refreshing!"

Xihe was speechless for a moment, not understanding why she suddenly became so childish?

The foundation is good, Xihe felt almost healed after two days of rest, but was pressed by Song Mo and lay on the bed for a few days, Xihe refused, Song Mo threatened: "Then I will kiss you?"

Xihe: "..."

Lie down and pull the covers over your head.

Song Mo smiled sullenly, sat down beside the bed in a leisurely manner, took the book and looked at it.

The two got along too intimately and familiarly, causing all the imperial physicians to look at each other, whispering "Longyang is good" in private, when Imperial physician Zhang passed by, he immediately blushed and coughed fiercely.

There was silence in the room, and after a while, they turned to talking about other things.

Doctor Zhang left with his hands behind his back, he didn't expect Jiang Xiaoyou to be a daughter, and Song Mo cared so much about her.

Well, I can't say for sure, maybe I have to wait until the crown prince ascends the throne... Cough cough cough.

I glanced left and right, saw that no one was paying attention, and immediately left with a guilty conscience. You can't talk nonsense about losing your head.

The place where the plague occurred in the south of the Yangtze River is not only Lin'an City, but also other cities.

After Xihe recovered, she quickly got on the boat and went to other places to check one by one. After everything was safe and sound, she followed Song Mo back to Beijing with confidence.