Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Yun Qian estimated that the man's shoulders were very stiff, and pressing both sides simultaneously would tire her. Furthermore, she wondered if it would make him overthink things and discover his own considerable strength.

So, she chose to stand sideways behind Mo Heng. She could feel Mo Heng's stiffness when she put her hand on his shoulder. He was always scheming, but one day he would expose his neck to a woman.

Then she put some pressure on him and began to press. Mo Heng could feel her soft hands playing with his shoulders. To his surprise, he found Yun Qian's hands were quite strong. He had to admit that Yun Qian's massage was quite comfortable, making him feel like he couldn't stop.

Yun Qian didn’t know what Mo Heng was thinking. She just wanted to say, “Brother, are your shoulders made of stone?”

After a lot of effort, the massage ended, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Mo Heng felt as if he couldn't help wanting to get closer to the little rabbit. These past few days, he couldn't forget the tears in her eyes when she was bullied, the pitiful look in her eyes when she looked at him, her fragrance, the tea and soup she made for him. Mo Heng thought this and immediately decided not to let himself be wronged and put it into action.

One day, when Yun Qian was packing up and preparing to leave, he heard the man's deep voice startled like thunder: "From tomorrow on, you will serve this king closely."

"Ah?" Yun Qian pretended to be surprised.

"did not hear clearly?"

"Oh oh, I heard it clearly." Yun Qian agreed as if she had come to her senses.

After hearing her reply, Mo Heng turned around and continued to read his documents. He himself did not even notice the smile that subconsciously appeared on his face.

After leaving, Yun Qian muttered to the system, "This guy is so stuffy and coquettish."

system:"……"

Just like that, Yun Qian's retirement model ended, and it was gone forever.

Although he was said to be a close servant, he actually did the work of a book boy. Every day, he ground ink, ground ink, made tea, made tea, and delivered meals. He didn't need to organize documents. After all, Mo Heng would not let anyone touch them.

However, Yun Qian knew that if they continued to live like this, it would be difficult for the two of them to make any progress. She decided to moderate the situation and relax a bit, which would be the best strategy.

One day, Yun Qian fell ill, and it was a serious illness.

"System, didn't you say it was just a slight discomfort? I'm almost burning out now. What's going on?" Yun Qian said weakly.

"Host, this is only temporary. The discomfort you are experiencing is to achieve a realistic effect. Please rest assured."

Yun Qian: "You want me to use this old duck voice to talk to Mo Heng? Huh?!"

One day when Yun Qian didn't come to serve as a servant, Mo Heng noticed her absence while handling official business. He initially thought she was slacking off, but after noon, Mo Heng became a little anxious and summoned someone to ask, "Where is Yun Qian?"

"Your Highness, she is sick." Xiao Ye said carefully.

"Why did you suddenly get sick?" Mo Heng asked.

"Please ask the imperial physician to come." "Yes."

When Yun Qian saw the person coming, she pretended to faint from a fever. After the imperial physician had checked her pulse, Mo Heng asked, "How is it?"

The imperial physician said cautiously, "This girl must have caught a cold caused by the wind and cold. She didn't get enough rest, and because she's worried, she's developed a high fever."

"Got it, Xiao Ye, take the imperial physician down to get some medicine."

After the crowd left, Mo Heng stood in front of Yun Qian's bed, silently watching her red face and uncomfortable moans, feeling very uncomfortable.

He tucked the quilt in for her and was about to leave when Yun Qian grabbed his hand. Mo Heng froze, then heard her shout, "Mom, don't go. Don't leave me alone. I'll be very obedient."

After a flurry of nonsense, Mo Heng's face darkened when he heard her call for her mother. Then, he heard her piteously plead not to leave her, and he looked at her with pity. Then, Yun Qian began to mumble again, murmuring, "Prince, Prince, I... you, you, I..." These unorganized words, like incomplete sentences, really piqued one's curiosity.

Mo Heng's heart tightened, his pupils shrinking slightly. He wanted to move closer to hear what she said, but unfortunately, there was no chance of hearing it. However, this was enough to make Mo Heng's imagination run wild. He uncomfortably let go of Yun Qian's hand, told someone to take good care of her, and then fled in a somewhat panicked manner.

As soon as Mo Heng left, Yun Qian asked, "System, did I act well?" She regained her usual charming look.

"okay."

Yun Qian complained in his heart: "You can't get two words out of a single blow."

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Soon, Yun Qian recovered thanks to the "miraculous healing hands of the imperial physician."

Now that she was well, it was time to get down to business. She decided to give Mo Heng some strong medicine. If this man remained unmoved, then Yun Qian would write her name backwards.

The prince gave her a few days off and told her to rest well and not to serve him anymore.

Mo Heng was very confused and didn't dare to let Yun Qian hang around in front of him for the time being. Perhaps he should think carefully about what he was thinking.

Yun Qian practices with the dancers in the mansion every day, making rapid progress, all in preparation for a moonlit dance. She also prepares a powerful medicine for Mo Heng.

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