Soon, Qu Tan'er dimmed, lowered her eyelids slightly, her eyes flowing, and her crystal clear.

She was wrong, she knew.

From the moment he had just come in anxiously, he seemed to be in a hurry.

It is conceivable how painful it would be on the way to the palace?

How is it in mood...

"City City, I really know that I was wrong, and I will never again..." Qu Tan'er murmured in a low voice, her two little hands were stirring, sitting on the chair, lowering her head and not daring to move, staring at her little feet, and I don't know if she could see clearly... I don't know why, when she saw him coming, she wanted to cry, no, tears were already falling.

Even when facing danger, she would not cry.

When I saw him, my throat felt like something was blocked, and my tears were not controlled...

Quietly, the familiar figure really left and returned.

The next second, a little rude but gentle, wrapped her in her arms.

"We'll go home."

"No……"

"You still dare to bargain with me?"

"Don't dare,..." She just wanted to ask the emperor for something. However, when she looked up timidly, she touched Mo Liancheng's slightly red eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned. She nodded softly and hid in his arms, "Zhengcheng, don't be angry, okay?"

"If you know that I will get angry, don't be so willful."

“Yes, never again.”

"You know what you know."

"Um……"

Mo Liancheng has heard about the matter in the palace.

He did not say hello to the emperor, nor did he go to see the empress dowager who was locked in the Buddhist temple.

He was cold and did not stay close to the stranger. He silently hugged Qu Tan'er and headed straight for the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Along the way, Qu Tan'er was as gentle and well-behaved as a kitten, nesting in Mo Liancheng's arms without moving.

And he gently stroked her back.

That feeling...it's like touching a pet he likes very much.

She looked dark...

Eight Kings Mansion, Frost Garden.

Mo Liancheng was worried, so he asked someone to call the famous doctor in the city to come and see him.

When these doctors think of the horror of Moliancheng...

Everyone was trembling and took turns to take turns to take the pulse.

After finishing my pulse and confirming that Qu Tan'er was really not seriously injured, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctors were about to leave, but suddenly asked Qu Tan'er to stop, "You guys wait."

"What else does the princess have to give?"

"Well, come here." Qu Tan'er pretended to casually grab Mo Liancheng's wrist and rolled up her sleeves, "Help the prince see what he is doing? He seems a little tired recently."

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly and said nothing.

The doctor came over to take the pulse. Several doctors looked at it separately and said that Mo Liancheng was in good health and was very good.

As a result, Qu Tan'er relieved her nervousness.

There is no serious injury and no hidden disease. Who dares to say that he will not live to be 25 years old? Mo Fengyang... is really talking nonsense, no, even if she doesn't talk nonsense, it will be a mental disorder that comes to the death of the Supreme Emperor! She has heard that some old people are old and their thoughts will be confused and will become more divine...

The doctors left, Jingxin went to grab the medicine and decoct the medicine.

In the room, only Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng were left.

Qu Tan'er lying quietly on the bed with some peace of mind.

Mo Lian lay beside her, looking at her quietly without saying a word.

Once again, she moved into his arms. She felt particularly at ease when she smelled the breath of his body.
Chapter completed!