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Chapter 279: A humble male favorite, seeking status online 10

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    "Yes."

    Qiao Yanran sat on the big bed and said casually.

    When Hua Mochen heard this, his heart tightened. This faint king already had a suitable candidate, so he probably wouldn't have anything to do with him.

    I¡¯m afraid what the Third Master told me is

    Qiao Yanran looked at Hua Mochen, who was a little distracted, and said with a half-smile, "Isn't Mo Chen curious about the driver who will accompany me on this southern tour?"

    She felt that teasing Hua Mochen was quite fun, just like teasing a cat, especially when she saw him getting angry, but she could only endure it with humiliation.

    Xiao Yuwan, who sensed her thoughts: [?  ?  ?  ¡¿

    Are you a devil?

    "curious."

    After Hua Mochen knew in his heart that he was not there, he was not curious at all, but in order to cooperate with this faint king, he still spoke like this.

    It was expected that he did not win the spot for the Southern Tour.

    After all, there is only one place for the southern tour. Compared with Wei Ziqi in the harem, his status in Hunjun's heart is far behind.

    Thinking about it with your toes, you know it won¡¯t be him.

    "That's Mo Chen." Qiao Yanran curled her long fingers and tapped Hua Mochen's chest twice.

    Hua Mochen: "???"

    He subconsciously took a step back, and when he was about to cover his chest, he suddenly realized that the quota that the faint king mentioned just now seemed to be him?

    Could it be that you heard it wrong?

    "Your Majesty, are you a minister?" Hua Mochen asked tentatively.

    Qiao Yanran hummed, sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "Mo Chen, come here, help me squeeze my shoulders and massage my legs, and pour me a cup of tea."

    Hua Mochen: ""

    He suddenly didn¡¯t have much expectations for this southern tour.  To put it bluntly, in front of this foolish king, he just did some work to serve her, day and night.

    Hua Mochen thought of this and brought a cup of tea over.

    Perhaps because he was distracted, some of the tea overflowed and fell to his feet. The ground was relatively smooth. He stepped on the gauze that fell to the ground on his body and fell directly backwards.

    Hua Mochen was about to do a backflip and stabilize his body when he suddenly remembered that he couldn't show off his martial arts skills in front of this foolish king.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????? Otherwise, it would be too bad, if this foolish prince is suspicious of him, and upon careful investigation, some clues shall be revealed.

    When Hua Mochen thought of this, he gave up struggling and fell directly to the ground.

    "boom¡ª¡ª"

    A dull sound came.

    Qiao Yanran turned her head and found Hua Mochen lying dead on the ground.

    She walked over, picked Hua Mochen up from the ground, placed him gently on the big bed, and reached out to lift his calf.

    His ankles have become highly swollen, and the originally white ankles are somewhat bruised.

    Hua Mochen sprained his foot, and the wound was a little swollen and painful. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I was careless for a moment, and I lost my manners in front of the emperor. Please atone for my sin!"

    "You are not guilty."

    Qiao Yanran pinched her brows, but Doctor Xuan didn't come over. She carefully checked Hua Mochen's ankle and found a bottle of medicated oil for bruises and sprains from the room.

    She poured the medicated oil into the palm of her hand, rubbed it to warm it, and then started to massage his wound.

    Hua Mochen felt more pain, and felt like his soul had ascended to heaven.

    He gritted his teeth and said with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, why do you bother Your Majesty to diagnose and treat me personally? I can just recover for two days and then I'll be fine." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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