Chapter 792

Rong Jue has too many things to do. After finishing her meal, she is called away. However, Hua Yi stays with her child in King Jue's residence. After waiting for an hour, she finally awakes mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge opened her eyes and scanned the room, perplexed.

This room is familiar and strange. She always feels that she has seen it in a dream or

My head is aching again.

She frowned and rubbed her head. Looking outside, she found that it was already afternoon. Wasn't it evening when she came back? Had it been so long?

Mu Qingge's mind turns, and she thinks of last night's event, the handsome man with a tight face and unparalleled in the world. She seems to be dizzy when she is hugged by him?

This halo, did it halo for so long?

Mu Qingge rubbed her eyebrows, and a series of pictures flashed in her mind, which seemed to flash in her dream. The pictures were very strange, but unexpectedly familiar.

It felt like she had experienced it herself.

"Song

At this time, Hua Yiran came in with her child from the outside. When she saw mu Qingge wake up, her eyes were happy. She dragged the child over and reached out to touch her: "Ge'er, how do you feel now? Are you better? "

She was so enthusiastic that mu Qingge was frightened by her and shrank into the bed, "who are you?"

"Well, sure enough, you don't even remember the living king of hell. How can you remember me?" Hua Yiran pouts her lips, then smiles again and reaches out her hand: "but it doesn't matter. We can get to know each other again. My name is Hua Yiran and I'm friends with you."

Mu Qingge looked at her outstretched hand, a little surprised. She was shaking hands with her?

"What a surprise! The first time you saw me, you shook hands with me!"

She?

original owner?

Mu Qingge is stunned. Suddenly, he can't understand it. He reaches for Hua Yiran's hand and says, "Mu Qingge."

Murong Zexing hid behind Hua Yiran and said shyly, "you are as good-looking as the portrait, cham'er's mother."

Portrait... Mu Qingge remembers that Rong Zhan recognized her only after seeing her portrait. She smiles and likes the child very much. "Thank you, you look very good, too."

Murong Zexing's eyes brightened, and then she became more shy. She hugged Hua Yiran's waist and buried her face in Hua Yiran's arms.

Mu Qingge suddenly thought of Ji Ziyan and Rong Zhan. His heart was soft and sour. At this time, his stomach began to cry out.

"Listen to the living king of hell say that you start to feel sick early in the morning, also have a fever, have been sleepy, now should be hungry?" Hua Yiran asked.

"Well."

As soon as mu Qingge wakes up, he feels that he has some cold sequelae, but it's not a big problem.

"You clean up, get dressed, and I'll have you cooked."

"Good." Mu Qingge doesn't mind. Hua Yiran calls two servant girls to come in. While carrying the things to be combed, she comes in with a new robe. Hua Yiran looks at it and is shocked: "are these all the skills of the embroidery workshop?"

The servant girl said: "back to the princess, it was just sent by the people of xiuyifang."

"The living king really has a heart. But did he know you were coming back? As soon as you came back, the embroidery workshop just sent the robes. " Hua Yiran sighed. Seeing mu Qingge staring at her clothes, she asked, "Ge'er, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing."

Mu Qingge shakes her head. When she hears the embroidery workshop, she just has a picture in her mind. She hesitates and asks, "is the clothes of the embroidery workshop very expensive?"

"That's it!"

Hua Yiran said jealously: "you don't know that the princes and nobles in the imperial city are not necessarily able to wear them. I only have a few sets when I grow up, and almost all of your robes come from there."

Then, some envious way: "don't say anything else, just say to you this matter, living hell never stingy."

Mu Qingge hears that she is a living king of hell, and guesses that it is Rong Jue. However, as long as she thinks about the outstanding man last night, naoren is very painful.

She didn't even dare to think about it.

"Put on your clothes quickly. The chief doctor has already asked people to make porridge. When you wake up and drink it, you will bring it soon."

"Good."

Hua Yiran's mother and son gave way, and mu Qingge went to put on their robes. When she was wearing them, she looked down and noticed that what she was wearing was not what she was wearing.

Who changed it?

Mu Qingge subconsciously thought of Rong Jue, and then suddenly shook his head, "no, no, there are servant girls in the room, the Lord should not do this kind of thing."

So I want to wear Kwai's clothes quickly and quickly.

Dressed, she tidied up. When she opened the door, the doctor came with porridge and saw mu Qingge's old face full of smiles: "princess, you are awake."

"Are you..."

"This is the chief physician." Hua Yiran introduced her, and by the way mentioned the past: "at the beginning, the medical books of your pharmaceutical factory were all seen by the chief physician."

Of course, the chief doctor also knew that mu Qingge had lost his memory. He said repeatedly, "yes, yes, when you operated on Qing Qinwang, you asked Xiao'er to be your assistant."

Do it, do it?!

After hearing this word, mu Qingge really felt something was wrong. Why did the original owner understand her last life?

Medical books, pharmaceutical factories and drawings may not belong to her last life, but the handshake with Hua Yiran and the operation are definitely not something that people in this life can do!

A ridiculous idea that she had never thought of flashed through her mind, and her brain cracked from time to time. She turned pale with pain.

"Princess Jue, what's the matter with you?"

The chief doctor and Hua Yiran were frightened by her painful expression. The chief doctor almost threw the porridge in his hand.

Mu Qingge tries not to think about those things. She grabs her hair in one hand and holds the door frame in the other. It's a good moment before she eases down. Seeing that they are worried and looking at her, she smiles: "it's OK. Don't stand. Come in."

When she said that, she went first.

She was familiar with the way she went in, and it was more casual for her master to invite people in, but she didn't find it herself.

The chief medical officer and Hua Yiran came in. The chief medical officer put down the porridge and scooped a bowl of porridge for mu Qingge: "princess, you are just better, so you should not eat too greasy, so I cooked the porridge meat for you, with ginger and chopped green onion to dispel the cold. If you don't come back later, you can eat anything in the evening."

"Yes, thank you." Mu Qingge took it and said thanks with a smile.

"You're welcome."

Mu Qingge took spoons to drink porridge. Seeing that Hua Yiran's child was staring at her curiously, she couldn't help laughing: "what's your name?"

"Murong Zexing."