Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 27: Cold as Frost, Warm as Sunshine ([-])
Qu Mu frowned, with a long face: "Sister, why do you ignore me, because I blame your precious master?"

Although Mo Xiaojiu has lost her hearing, the system is very serious about being an interpreter, so she actually heard what they said, but at this moment she can only pull out a far-fetched smile: "Mumu, sister listen now I won't talk to you, but Master said he will cure me, so don't worry."

"What do you mean you can't hear?" Qu Mu's eyes widened.

Mo Xiaojiu innocently cast his gaze on Murong Zui.

Murong Zui said in a low and deep voice, "Your sister has been poisoned, the poison has not been completely removed, and it has affected her ears, so she cannot hear anything now."

"I handed my sister over to you, and you made her deaf?" Qu Mu's tone was a bit nasty, and the words "vicious" were written on his forehead.

Murong Zui didn't deny it: "Although I didn't do it, but she did block the knife for me before she was poisoned, so it's not wrong to blame me."

Qu Mu glanced at the quiet Mo Xiaojiu on the bed, and asked seriously: "If my sister didn't block the knife for you, could you dodge it?"

Since she couldn't hear it, Murong Zui nodded straightforwardly: "It's not a big problem."

Qu Mu immediately put on a worried look: "I'll just say she's stupid, she has no skills and still insists on acting like a hero, who is your Miracle Doctor Murong? You need her to block the knife? That's what you call it, don't you?" Do what you can!"

Hearing the word-for-word conveyed by the system, Mo Xiaojiu tightened his hand holding the quilt slightly, but there was no expression on his face. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Qu Mu's look of disgust, and his heart twitched slightly: "Boy, what do you want?" I am waiting!

The corners of Murong Zui's lips curled up slightly: "Don't bury your sister here just because she can't hear her. Let her live here during this period so that I can take care of her body at any time. You can find a way to persuade your parents. "

Qu Mu opened his mouth wide: "Are you joking?"

He actually asked his eight-year-old child to find reasons to convince his parents why his sister didn't come home. Is he definitely kidding?
"What?" Murong Zui raised his eyebrows, "Can't you?"

"You can't do it!" Qu Mu snorted, "Leave this matter to the young master, let's go."

Qu Mu didn't even say goodbye to Mo Xiaojiu when he left, she couldn't hear it anyway.

Mo Xiaojiu was left in Murong Mansion just like that.

She sat there bored and watched Murong get drunk on Taoist nun's medicine, then reached into her sleeve and pulled out the system: "Xiao Cang, is it the prince's birthday party tonight? Why is he still here?"

The system turned over in her hand, turned its gaze to Murong Zui's busy figure, and said in a very casual tone, "My beloved apprentice was injured because of him, causing him to lose his hearing. I must be feeling very uncomfortable in my heart, how can I be in the mood to attend the prince's birthday banquet."

"That's right." She believed it.

"The bodyguard Liu Guang died. He followed the crown prince since he was a child. The crown prince must have had feelings for him. He might be worried about Liu Guang's death. Murong Zui probably thought of this, so he avoided him for the time being."

Mo Xiaojiu raised his eyes, yawned lazily, and casually stretched out his fingers to tease the system.

The system was a little furious: "Jiujiu, I'm not a pet, you can't do this!"

She smiled: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Don't say it, it's quite comfortable..."

"what."

Murong Zui turned around and saw that she was having fun with a mouse, and didn't care where it came from. After sorting out the last few medicinal ingredients, he came to her and spoke slowly: "Are you tired?"

She stared at his lips and nodded hesitantly when she saw him repeating it again.

After Qu Mu left, he began to write on paper, and let her look at his lips when he spoke in front of her, so as to distinguish his words. In fact, if there is no systematic translation, just looking at his lips She really couldn't see what he was talking about.

In this regard, the system gave a pertinent evaluation: stupid.

After that day, Murong Zui taught her lip reading while studying how to detoxify her. When he said a word, he would point to the corresponding words in the book.Studying should have been boring, but she found it enjoyable.

Until one day the prince arrives.

(End of this chapter)