Jun Xiaomo turned around quickly, trying to find pen and ink.

Nan Yunrou also saw Jun Xiaomo's intention. She bit her lip, endured the severe pain in her wrist, staggered and ran towards Jun Xiaomo, crying and hugging him.

"Mo'er!" Her voice was hoarse and filled with grief, "You beat me and scolded me because of Nan Yan. I should bear all that."

"But I beg you, please let Dr. Wei treat you. You are my mother's life. If I lose you, how will my mother live?"

Originally, it would have been okay if Nan Yunrou didn't show up, but as soon as he appeared, Jun Xiaomo's anger boiled into flames.

He picked up the cup next to him and hit Nan Yunrou on the head.

In an instant, blood flowed out again, staining half of her face red.

"Ah!" The concubine screamed in fright, her voice sharp, "Mo'er, what are you doing, Doctor Wei, stop him quickly!!!"

Jun Xiaomo didn't seem to hear what the concubine said, and the cup in his hand hit Nan Yunrou on the head again.

Nan Yunrou still hugged him tightly, gritting her teeth and refusing to let go.

Just when Jun Xiaomo was about to hit her again, Doctor Wei quickly stepped forward, pulled out the silver needle, and stabbed it hard into the back of Jun Xiaomo's neck.

Jun Xiaomo felt dizzy and fainted backwards.

at the same time.

A gust of wind flashed by, and the purple robe fell in front of Jun Xiaomo, and he took the little dumpling into his arms who almost fell over.

The man had a gloomy face. He picked up Jun Xiaomo and glanced at everyone in the room with cold eyes. His voice was low and angry.

"The king only left for a moment, and you started to attack Mo'er?"

Fortunately, before he left, he left someone behind to guard outside the troupe.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that someone was going to attack his son!

"Mo'er," the concubine said, trembling with anger, "don't look at what Mo'er did. He lost his temper for no reason and even attacked Yunrou. This is his biological mother. He knew what to do.

What are the consequences?"

This Mo'er is getting more and more outrageous. Ever since Nan Yan and his daughter appeared, he seemed to have changed.

Disobedient, unfilial, arrogant and unreasonable, he learned all the bad habits from Nan Yan.

According to what she said, Jue'er should expel that woman from the capital as soon as possible!

Jun Juechen's handsome face was shrouded in chill. He glanced at Nan Yunrou, whose head was covered with blood, and then looked at Jun Xiaomo, who was sleeping in his arms, and slightly pursed his cold lips.

On the side, Imperial Doctor Wei subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Your Majesty, what the concubine said is correct. The young prince was indeed going crazy just now. The minister had no choice but to force him to sleep."

Jun Juechen's expression was indifferent: "If Mo'er is harmed in any way, I will take issue with you!"

Doctor Wei laughed dryly: "My lord, you can rest assured that Wei Chen just pricked his sleeping point. What's more, in the situation before, the young prince didn't want Wei Chen to diagnose and treat him, and Wei Chen had nothing to do."

Jun Juechen did not continue to question, he hugged Jun Xiaomo and carefully placed him on the bed, his voice was low.

"Come and diagnose Mo'er."

"yes."

Imperial Doctor Wei breathed a sigh of relief and then walked to Jun Xiaomo's side.

No one saw that when he walked towards Jun Xiaomo, he quietly exchanged looks with Nan Yunrou.

Then, he pretended to put his finger on Jun Xiaomo's pulse and frowned slightly.

Seeing his actions, the concubine's heart suddenly became tense.

No matter how ignorant Jun Xiaomo is, in her eyes, he is her grandson.

Especially for someone with Jun Juechen's temperament, and perhaps Mo'er is her only grandson, how could she not be nervous!

After a while, Doctor Wei relaxed his frown, stood up, and said matter-of-factly: "The illness of the young prince is indeed quite serious, but I happened to see him when I was in the Valley of Divine Doctors.

This condition is not incurable."


Chapter completed!