How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Baili Hongxuan moved in Mo Yang's arms and wanted to get up, but Mo Yang did not let go. In addition, he did not want to separate firmly in the first place, so he just snuggled back into Mo Yang's arms and listened to his heartbeat quietly.

"You, can you put on your clothes first?"

Baili Hongxuan's cheeks were burning hot, and he felt uncomfortable talking to Mo Yang.

"Well," Mo Yang rubbed his head and chuckled, "Does Hongxuan want to avoid it?"

"I didn't want to see it in the first place!" Baili Hongxuan got anxious when he heard it, "It was obviously you——"

"It's me," Mo Yang pressed Baili Hongxuan back into his arms and sighed, "I wanted to show it to Hongxuan, but unfortunately, Hongxuan didn't seem to have any interest in me, which was a big blow to me."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Baili Hongxuan pinched his waist in annoyance, which earned a pleasant chuckle from Mo Yang.

"Okay, stop making trouble. I can do it myself. Can Hongxuan wait for me at the door?"

Baili Hongxuan stood up with a burning cheek, "I'll ask Mu Qi to make you another bowl of medicine, it will be safer to drink it."

After saying that, he almost rushed out of the house, as if someone would have pulled him back if he was a second later.

Mo Yang looked at the man and curled the corners of his lips, then stood up and took his clothes and towel to clean himself up.

"Huh? He came out?" Mu Qi glanced behind him when he saw him, "Where's Mo Yang? How could you bear to leave him behind?"

"Aren't you a doctor? Why don't you study medicine all day long and always worry about other people's affairs?" Without Mo Yang by his side, Baili Hongxuan spoke with a tougher tone.

"Others? Mo Yang doesn't seem to be considered an other."

Mu Qi raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Yan Feng and I grew up with Mo Yang. If there is anyone in this world who truly cares about Mo Yang, I'm afraid it's only the two of us."

Baili Hongxuan clenched his hands hidden under his sleeves, wanting to refute his words, but ultimately he didn't have the courage to speak.

"If his medicine is spilled, will it affect--"

"No," Mu Qi waved his hand.

"That medicine is a new recipe I researched, and I just happened to have it so I asked him to try it.

Since it's spilled, it means we're not meant to be together. I'll make another one next time I meet the right person."

"..."

Is this what he just said, is he really thinking about Mo Yang...

Baili Hongxuan has a new understanding of Mu Qi.

"Has the poison been cleared from him? How's his leg?"

"Hiss——" Mu Qi took a breath, frowned and turned around to pretend to be busy, "You have to ask him if his legs are okay. They're not my legs, how would I know?"

As he said this, he packed a small bag of herbs, slung it over his shoulder, and left in a hurry.

"What kind of doctor is this..."

Shouldn't medical research be rigorous? Baili Hongxuan had never seen such a casual doctor.

"Hongxuan?"

"Hmm?" Baili Hongxuan turned around and saw someone leaning against the door behind him and smiling at him, "You, what are you doing——?"

Baili Hongxuan resisted the urge to walk towards him, raised his hand to hold his arm, "You walked here? Is your leg okay? Does it hurt anywhere?"

Although he had thought that Mo Yang's leg would recover one day, Baili Hongxuan did not expect it to be so soon.

Moreover, since the first time he met Mo Yang, Baili Hongxuan had been looking down at him. When this man suddenly stood up, Baili Hongxuan discovered that Mo Yang was actually a head taller than him.

Mo Yang, who is standing, and the person sitting in a wheelchair have completely different feelings.

Baili Hongxuan raised his head slightly and looked at him, and inexplicably felt a sense of security, as if with this person around, he didn't have to be afraid of anything.

"It doesn't hurt anywhere." Mo Yang pinched his cheek, "Hongxuan cares about me so much?"

"Well, I don't really care..."

Baili Hongxuan felt embarrassed after being exposed by Mo Yang. He wanted to pull his hand back, but Mo Yang held it back.

"We are husband and wife, Hongxuan. I will be very happy if you want to get close to me. Don't always pull your hand away, okay?"

Mo Yang has discovered that in this world, Hong Xuan is extremely hypocritical and wants to escape at the slightest provocation.

He is not willing to admit what he is thinking, and his mouth is the toughest of all.

Mo Yang had to be more proactive and guide him slowly until Hongxuan completely trusted him.

"What kind of couple are we..."

Baili Hongxuan refuted him in a low voice, watching Mo Yang lead him back to the wheelchair.

"Destined couple." Mo Yang pulled him onto his lap and smiled, "A match made in heaven, the kind that can't be separated."

"you--"

Baili Hongxuan listened to his heartbeat becoming more and more deafening, and moved on his legs uneasily, "Why are you sitting back here?"

"Hide it from others." Mo Yang squeezed his palm, "Can you trouble your princess to help me push the wheelchair?"

Baili Hongxuan felt that Mo Yang was speaking too close to him, he could even feel the hot breath from Mo Yang hitting his face.

"Well, it's not that hard."

Baili Hongxuan stood up, walked behind Mo Yang very neatly, and pushed him out.

"How come there is no one in your huge palace? Where is the War King? I heard that he has been afraid to see people since his legs were broken. Is he hiding in his own house like a turtle?!"

As soon as the two of them came out of the pharmacy, they heard an extremely arrogant and domineering voice before they saw anyone.

Baili Hongxuan wanted to go over and beat him up, but Mo Yang held his hand first and said, "Hongxuan, let's go over and take a look."

"I just beat him away, why bother going over to listen to those words." Baili Hongxuan just couldn't stand hearing others say bad things about Mo Yang.

"So Hongxuan is so powerful. I will have to rely on you to protect me in the future."

Baili Hongxuan felt embarrassed when he saw Mo Yang teasing him so openly, "Aren't you the God of War? Do you still need protection?"

"Well, I need Hongxuan to protect me," Mo Yang pinched his palm, "Is Hongxuan willing?"

"Why should I be willing or unwilling? Now I live in your house. You are well and I have a place to stay."

Mo Yang just smiled and didn't respond to him.

Hongxuan still feels insecure now, but Mo Yang is not in a hurry. After all, there is plenty of time for him to slowly trust himself.

"Hey~ You're here?!"

The annoying voice just now suddenly got closer, and a figure wearing dark blue auspicious cloud brocade quickly jumped out from the path in front, followed by a small group of servants from the mansion.

The butler was old, and if he wanted to keep up with him he had to jog with his back hunched. By the time he got here from the palace gate, a thin layer of sweat had formed on his forehead.

"Your Highness, Prince An insisted on looking for you on his own, and I couldn't stop him..." The butler went to Mo Yang first to plead guilty.

Mo Yang waved his hand and asked him to leave.

Judging from this man's behavior, he probably doesn't even take Mo Yang himself seriously, let alone a housekeeper in the mansion.

"Prince An," Mo Yang tapped the armrest of the wheelchair twice, "Why did you rush into Prince Zhan's mansion in such a hurry?"