Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Jing Ling didn't seem to notice anything was wrong, so she replied calmly, "Tomorrow, I don't have time to enter the palace."

However, when Wen Momo heard this sentence, she drooped her ears like a little white rabbit, and stopped shaking her hands, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously, she just said "oh" in a low voice One sound.

Although Wen Momo didn't say anything, Jing Ling turned his head to see the little girl's drooping eyebrows and silent expression, and he vaguely felt something, but he was silent for a while, and just said: "You study hard in the academy , General Wen and Aunt Ru will be back soon."

Hearing this, Wen Momo raised her head to look at him, and blinked her eyes lightly, as if she heard something between Jing Ling's words.

Isn't it... When my parents come back, my brother won't play with me anymore.

Did my brother treat himself as a troublemaker?

Thinking of this, Wen Momo felt a sour feeling in her heart.

But she didn't dare to make trouble with Jing Ling. My brother has things to do, and it was impossible for him to stay with her all the time. The people he will meet in the future will see more things than her...

It's just that she thought that he would always meet someone as outstanding as him, such as the girl who came out of the Imperial Hospital with him today...

And she, Wen Momo, is just a little troublemaker who needs to be taken care of occasionally in the eyes of her brother.

When Wen Momo was disappointed, she plucked up the courage to tell herself that she must study hard and be an outstanding person, so that she would be qualified to play with her brother in the future!

Jing Ling naturally didn't know that Wen Momo was thinking of him with such stupid thoughts. He was really busy these two days, because the examination results were excellent, and the Tai Hospital valued Jing Ling very much. He just went to the Tai Hospital for two days. The Tai Hospital tried to let Jing Ling go to work with him.

Every time Jing Ling went back to the Tai Hospital to write something after work, Zhao Rushuang couldn't help but dawdle and hold the medicine smasher and go over to say a few words. Most of the time, she asked Jing Ling how she was doing, and Jing Ling would answer once or twice. After one or two sentences, he ignored Zhao Rushuang after too many times.

The most important thing is that Zhao Rushuang's thoughts are too obvious. Mo Zhifei couldn't stand it after watching it a few times. In the book of registering medicinal materials, he leaned over and whispered, "I said, Lao Zhao..."

Zhao Rushuang frowned and glared at him, Mo Zhifei coughed and changed his address, "I said Rushuang, it's too obvious that you are doing this, Jing Ling will definitely not accept your tricks."

Zhao Rushuang blushed slightly, probably not expecting her thoughts to be seen through so easily, she opened her mouth and whispered, "Then you know?"

Mo Zhifei raised his eyebrows at Zhao Rushuang with a confident expression of being among thousands of flowers, and let her watch. Then, Mo Zhifei walked up to the side of the table who was sorting the herbs with his head bowed down, and put the Xin used it as an experimental example for Zhao Rushuang.

Mo Zhifei pretended to pass by Chunxin casually, and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, but Chunxin still lowered his head to pick the herbs, turning a deaf ear.

Mo Zhifei had no choice but to cough, sat down on the table, and casually picked up a small bunch of herbs, "Brother Liu Xin, what kind of medicinal material is this?"

Tangxin seemed to freeze for a moment, then slowly raised his head, staring at Mo Zhifei who was sitting on his desk with an indescribable expression, as if he was planning something.