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285 How Long Will You Sleep, Tan'er 1

Mo Jingxuan's face darkened. There were not many people in the entire Dongyue Kingdom who could not move. The emperor? Or the empress dowager? As for the two, there was only one person who would help the emperor the most in the future, and the empress dowager! He couldn't help but clench his fist and asked angrily: "Brother, what should I do now?"

"Forbear." Mo Liancheng faintly overflowed from his lips.

His eyes were filled with tolerance and depression. He had been enduring for so many years.

Mo Jingxuan trembled slightly and remained silent.

At this time, Mo Liancheng glanced at Mo Jingxuan again and said in a low voice: "Tan'er would have an accident, and it was because I was careless for a moment. I didn't expect that the man would take action so quickly. I didn't expect that Yin Xiangnong would be a secret chess of that man in addition to being the second prince's brother."

"Brother, we can't do nothing."

"The time has not come."

"Yes, I know." Mo Jingxuan stayed for a while and left.

Soon, Jingxin and Xiaowei brought a bucket of hot water, poured it into a wooden basin, then put down the towel, and said that they would wipe Qu Tan'er's body. As soon as they twisted the towel, Mo Liancheng took it over. He said lightly: "You go out first, I will do this."

"Prince? You--" Jingxin and Xiaowei were both surprised.

"Go, I will do better than you." Mo Liancheng said calmly and seriously, not like a joke at all.

"Yes." The two lowered their heads and retreated.

Mo Liancheng took a towel and gently looked for the little face, and said softly: "Tan'er, how long do you have to sleep? It's been three days, so lazy. Do you think if you sleep, will you become a pig?" He gently wiped her body and chatted, but he didn't feel that he was alone and he was not right.

As I talked, I would occasionally show a slight smile.

He knew that one day she would wake up.

As long as she has not left, as long as she is still alive, he can wait and be patient to wait... Even if it takes one year, ten or fifty years, he will wait.

Seeing that the towel was cold, Mo Liancheng turned around and put the towel in hot water, wringed it out, and repeated the movement just now.

Outside the door, Yu Hao said respectfully: "Master, the Prince's Palace is down and is in the foreground."

"I don't see you, I say I won't see you."

"Yes." Yu Hao left.

Not long after, Yu Hao reappeared and reported in a low voice: "Master, the second prince is here. Princess Yun is here."

"Nothing to see."

"Yes." Yu Hao left again.

About half an hour later, Yu Hao hesitated outside the door: "Master, this time Lord Qu is here, and the eldest lady and Mrs. Jiu are also here to visit the princess."

"No, let them get out!" Tan'er would definitely not want to see them.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Liancheng suddenly remembered what he had promised Qu Tan'er, and said, "Wait, ask Jingxin to go there together. Mrs. Ruojiu agrees, if you ask Lord Qu to write a divorce letter, it means this king's intention. Mrs. Jiu wants to live in the mansion for a while, or go to the newly bought courtyard of the princess outside, just like her."

Qu Jianglin's arrival may be said to have failed to achieve his goal, but instead he lost a wife.

Yu Hao responded and went to do it.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and the Eight Kings Mansion was still in a bleak state.

Everyone in the mansion knew that the Eighth Prince had never taken another step in the palace and ignored anything.
Chapter completed!
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