My Funny Consort Chapter 12 Wheelchair

Qian Jiujiu blinked her eyes as she looked at Mu Yexiao: "What are you thinking about? Why do I feel a chill down my spine? "

Mu Yexiao glanced at Qian Jiujiu and instantly, Qian Jiujiu let out a laugh as she looked at him.

"Oh right, Your Highness, I've come to the Prince's Mansion for one day, and I've discovered that you sit here all day long?"

Mu Yexiao frowned: "Is there something wrong? This King's legs are crippled and cannot stand up. If I don't sit here, would I be able to get out? "

Qian Jiujiu rolled her eyes: "Not really?"

Speaking to here, thinking about how there weren't even any silver needles, perhaps there wasn't even a wheelchair, so he decided to give it a try first.

"I mean, no tools?"

Mu Yexiao looked at Qian Jiujiu: "Tools? What is that thing? "

Seeing that it was really gone, Qian Jiujiu couldn't help but shake her head: "Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

"How about this, take out a pen and paper, I'll draw it for you."

Dong Chen quickly prepared paper and pen. Qian Jiujiu's drawing skills were very good, and this was all thanks to her grandfather.

When he was free, he would allow Qian Jiujiu to draw various types of medicinal herbs. For some medicinal herbs, as long as there was a slight difference, Qian Jiujiu would have to draw the correct drawing.

Therefore, in the long run, Qian Jiujiu's painting skills were actually quite good.

Very quickly, following the wave of Qian Jiujiu's hand, a lifelike wheelchair appeared on the paper, and after blowing on it for a bit, it was brought in front of Mu Yexiao.

"See, how about it? "I'll find someone to do it for you now. I'll take you out for a walk."

Mu Yexiao looked at Qian Jiujiu: "Your brain is pretty good. Could this be the method you said to cure my legs? "

Qian Jiujiu shook her head: "How is that possible? When I say cure, you stand up on your own two legs. I always mean what I say. "

"Don't be a petty person."

Mu Yexiao looked at Qian Jiujiu with a slightly amused expression: "You actually know how to be a gentleman? "Not bad, not bad."

Qian Jiujiu blinked her eyes: "What do you mean? Why does this sound so weird to me? "

"Aren't you looking down on me for being uncultured? Or do you think I can't read a word? "

After saying that, Qian Jiujiu's long eyelashes fluttered, suddenly, she remembered that the original owner could not read.

Seeing Mu Yexiao's expression, which was filled with a smile that was not really a smile, Qian Jiujiu blinked her eyes in embarra.s.sment.

"About that, I secretly learned them. I grew up in a village next to the academy. I secretly learned them off to the side."

He raised his voice and asked, "What is wrong with you?"

"Isn't this wheelchair good? I painstakingly painted it, do you want to appreciate it? "

Hong Ling looked at Qian Jiujiu worriedly, afraid that the prince would scold Qian Jiujiu for getting angry.

Although she hadn't spent much time with Qian Jiujiu, Hong Ling felt that this w.a.n.gfei was quite good.

Mu Yexiao looked at Qian Jiujiu's expression and raised her eyebrows: Dong Chen, go find a carpenter.

With regards to whether or not he could carry someone out of the room, Mu Yexiao expressed his antic.i.p.ation.

After all, his legs weren't that fast if they were good.

Dong Chen accepted the order very quickly, only then did Mu Yexiao realize that Qian Jiujiu's expression was a little strange.

"What's wrong with the princess?" Unless you have something else to say? "

Qian Jiujiu rolled his eyes: "Of course I have something to say. Didn't I say to give you the antidote?