Quick Wear: The host continues to go crazy and becomes normal from time to time

Chapter 382: The Regent King Is the One Who Falls for This

"Don't act silly. Be good for a while. The headache will go away after you take the medicine." He coaxed her softly.

"No! Turn around, let me turn around!!!" Like a cat with its claws and teeth bared, it was completely furious. "I don't want to talk to you anymore. I don't want to talk to you in my life, wuwuwu..."

His brain didn't agree, and his hands had already turned her over. He was completely screwed. He touched her forehead and it wasn't very hot. "Are you happy?"

"Hehehe~" Mo Beige took advantage of Jun Beihuang's inattention, kicked the quilt away, pounced over, lay on him, hugged him and closed his eyes obediently.

Looking at the person who was about to fall asleep again, he could not deny that he felt a little lost.

When it was almost dawn, Ji Li came with medicine.

Jun Beihuang shook him half awake, half coaxed and half tricked Mo Beige into drinking the medicine, and then left.

The next day, at noon, Mo Beige opened his eyes and saw Fusang sleeping beside the bed.

"Sang... cough cough cough..." His throat was so sore that it was smoking, and it was this cough that woke Fuso up.

She quickly got up and poured a glass of water. Mo Beige drank the water weakly and patted her forehead gently. Why did it hurt so much? Did she practice Iron Head Kung Fu last night?

"Sister, you finally woke up. I didn't see you this morning, and then Yunran came to tell me that you had a high fever." Fusang's eyes were red, and she was obviously scared.

"Fever? Did she have a fever last night?" Mo Beige's memory was a little fuzzy, not to mention that the fever hasn't subsided yet.

"Sangsang, go and have a rest. I'll sleep a little longer. I'm so sleepy." After saying that, she leaned over, yawned, and waved her hand.

"No, I want to stay here. You're still burning!"

Mo Beige sobered up a little at this time. With Sangsang here, she couldn't see Jun Beihuang at night... 呜呜呜

How could you secretly trick Sangsang away? Sorry, sorry, my husband is very important.

Before Mo Beige could think of a solution, he fell asleep again. Fusang had been forcibly taken away by Madam Mo.

Finally there was no one around. Mo Beige opened his eyes, his pupils were a little dilated, and the hand holding the silver needle was shaking slightly.

He simply threw it into the air, controlling the silver needle with his mental power.

Half an hour later, Mo Beige finally felt much better and took his own pulse again. Thanks to someone's medicine, otherwise this high fever would have burned out his brain.

It seems that she has really been slacking off. She has been in this small world for such a long time, but there is no original power left in her body. She can almost die from illness if she is blown by a breeze.

Thinking of this, Mo Beige closed her eyes again. This time she didn't fall asleep. Instead, the little green ball of light jumped and entered her body in order.

As night fell, Yun Ran put down her dinner. Mo Beige just sat up when a figure rushed in. "Sister, I'm here~"

Mo Beige smiled wryly, "Okay."

"Sister, are you unhappy?" Mo Fusang wondered.

"Happy. Very happy. Have you eaten? Eat something." Mo Beige really didn't know what to say. It was obvious that Fuso was determined to stay here tonight. Occasional distance could promote affection, which was good.

Thinking of this, Mo Beige readily accepted this fact.

That night, Mo Beige did not see Jun Beihuang. And he did not see him for several days...

Wanting to get some information, he suddenly realized he didn't know who to ask. Mo Beige sighed, "Xiao Qingyue, I miss you so much... It's so good to have everything you want. The days of being self-sufficient are so tiring."

"Miss, why are you sighing this morning?" Yun Ran was a little worried. She hadn't recovered from the cold yet. "Why don't you go back to your room and take a rest? It's almost winter and it's a little chilly."

"Yun Ran, has anything major happened in the capital recently?" Mo Beige asked suddenly.

"Big deal?" Yun Ran blinked and shook her head. "I don't know..."

"My dear Miss, Madam asks you to go to the main hall." A maid ran in. Mo Beige recognized her. She was Madam Mo's personal maid.

"What's the matter?" He was a little puzzled. Why did he ask her to go to the main hall? His mental power quickly swept through the entire Prime Minister's Mansion. Then, his mouth twitched and he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go."

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Beige saw the same scene as in his mental power. The Prime Minister and Madam Mo sat in the main seat, feeling very uncomfortable.

Jun Beihuang sat down coldly. If he ignored the betrothal gifts that almost filled the entire courtyard outside, Mo Beige would really think that this was going to be a trial.

"Father, Mother." Mo Beige bowed, raised his eyes and blinked, "Greetings..."

Before he could finish his words, Jun Beihuang came over and pulled him to a seat nearby. "Sit down."

She sat there obediently, like a doll, without any trace of the arrogance she had shown when she was sick that night.

"Prime Minister, Madam, I am here to propose marriage. More than a month ago, I fell in love with Miss Mo at first sight while boating on the lake outside the city east. I hope Prime Minister and Madam will grant my blessing." Jun Beihuang stood up, bowed, and was very polite.

How could the prime minister sit still? The regent didn't even show such courtesy to the emperor.

Mo Beige looked at them intently.

"Your Highness, although we are the eldest girl's parents, we should still ask for her opinion on this matter of marriage." The Prime Minister looked at Mo Beige who was still in a daze, and was unsure of her idea.

If he didn't ask for Mo Beige's opinion, there would probably be a big fuss when Mo Fusang came back.

Jun Beihuang nodded, "That makes sense."

Then he turned around, knelt on one knee in front of her, and looked at the person who was still in a daze (actually acting) with deep eyes. "Xiaobei, will you marry me?"

Mo Beige thought about it carefully before he blurted out, "What are the benefits of marrying you?"

The prime minister was shocked and was about to scold her, but Jun Beihuang glared back at him.

"All the gold, silver and treasures in the Regent Palace belong to you."

"I'm not very poor. I have money." She snorted softly, with a bit of pride.

"My people are yours too. You can do whatever you want to me in the future." He smiled indulgently.

"Will you cook for me?" Mo Beige looked at him eagerly. She was greedy. The chef in the Prime Minister's Mansion was not to her liking.

As soon as these words were spoken, Jun Beihuang's expression turned even uglier, and his eyes, filled with a strong sense of oppression, swept over the prime minister intentionally or unintentionally.

The Prime Minister was sweating, and Mrs. Mo was sweating too. She thought carefully about whether she had done anything to let Mo Beige down in these years.

Mo Beige looked at the nervous expressions of the two men. Why were they so nervous? She had no intention of settling the score with them.

"Yes, Xiaobei, tell me what you want to eat, and I will make it for you.

Xiaobei, wherever you want to go, I will always be with you.

Xiaobei, tell me everything you want to do, and I will do it for you." The man said solemnly, gently holding her hand and holding it in his palm.

"So good? Then can I take Sangsang with me?" Mo Beige decided to tease him again.