"Well... who will take care of it?" Qu Tan'er lowered her eyelids and asked darkly.

"The mother-in-law will come in person."

"Oh... that's okay." If his mother and concubine take care of him, no matter what, he will not treat his own grandson badly. The emperor is still somewhat humane in this regard.

"Tan'er? Are you sad?"

"I'm not sad, I'm just a little reluctant to let go. Are you willing to let go?"

Mo Liancheng hugged her gently and said softly: "If you bear with it for a little longer, we will be reunited sooner or later."

"good……"

Several days passed.

In the Xueyuan, inside the house, Qu Tan'er coaxed the little guy to sleep, but without paying attention, he also fell asleep. Drowsily, he felt like there was something on him. When he opened his eyes instinctively, he was slightly startled.

Bundle.

Xiao Yu'er, who was clearly sleeping next to her just now, unexpectedly lay on top of her at some point. The pink and beautiful little guy was opening his big black and pure eyes, looking at the world curiously.

Du's little hand unexpectedly grabbed a strand of black hair that fell on her pillow.

"Baby, what are you thinking about?"

Qu Tan'er smiled softly and kissed the little cheek.

The little guy was surprised and pursed his pink mouth, as if he was dissatisfied.

"hehe!……"

So interesting, is he really her son?

To be honest, Qu Tan'er still doesn't have a sense of reality.

"Master, are you awake?" Jing Xin came in with a small wooden basin filled with hot water.

"Has the prince gone to court?"

"Yes. Master, the concubine is here and is in the side hall. She came in and saw the master sleeping, but she didn't disturb her, but she kept waiting outside, as if she was waiting for you to wake up." Jing Xin cautiously approached the bed and faced her.

Qu Tan'er said softly.

"Is something wrong with her?" Qu Tan'er wondered.

"I don't know, slave. Master, are you going to invite the Crown Princess to come in?" Jing Xin asked lightly.

"Let her in."

Not long after, Chinuyama came in, with a hint of mature femininity added to her beautiful face. It is estimated that Mo Yihuai knew a little bit about women's thoughts and treated her quite well.

Chinuyama moved a chair to sit in front of the bed, stretched out her hand, and played with Xiao Yu'er.

I usually look at people who talk a lot and say nothing.

"Princess, are you worried?" Qu Tan'er leaned against the bedpost and asked with a half-smile.

"I wouldn't have come to see you if I wasn't worried."

"No, come as you like. The Eighth Prince's Mansion is always open for you."

"His Highness has been in a bad mood recently."

"..." Does this mean it should also be infected with her?

"I heard it's because the Eighth Prince went to court."

"Well, what does this have to do with you? Sometimes, men's world is not something we women can participate in."

"He's not happy, and I'm not happy either."

Qu Tan'er was slightly surprised, "You... like him?" Chinuyama actually likes Mo Yihuai?

"It seems... right."

"Of course, didn't you marry your father because of his choice?"

Chi Nuyama rolled her eyes at her, "If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog. Isn't that what you said?"

"..." Does this sentence also apply to women in Beiyuan Country?

Qu Tan'er opened her eyes wide and looked at her gesture. Nine times out of ten, she was really interested in her.

"Mo Yihuai, what's so good about him?" Even if Qu Tan'er tried hard, she couldn't think of anything worthy of women's liking in that man. From the looks of it, he was just an extremely superficial, boring man who was obsessed with power and fame.
Chapter completed!