And inside the house, there was obviously a smell of alcohol.

"Tan'er, I'm fine." Mo Liancheng lay on the bed, comforting softly.

Qu Tan'er pursed her little mouth, held his big hand tightly, and whispered: "Who told you to drink so much wine? Are you afraid of life? Even though she knew that she would encounter an assassination every now and then, she dared to get drunk. I will ignore you next time."

When you are close to Mo Liancheng, you can smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body.

Also, the exquisite cheeks and ears are filled with wine, red and particularly beautiful.

However, this situation made her feel unwilling to appreciate it.

"Okay, there will be no next time." Mo Liancheng returned to hold her little hand, "Tan'er, help me get up."

"Yes." Qu Tan'er carefully helped Mo Liancheng up, and then borrowed another shoulder to let him lean on.

Mo Liancheng took advantage of the two approaching and suddenly asked softly in his ear: "Tan'er, are you angry with me?"

"..." Qu Tan'er gave him a blank look on the other people behind his back, full of warning. Although she was angry, she was not worried. She was angry because he used this bad trick to hurt herself. And she didn't want to see him hurt.

Although the conversation between the two people was quiet, it was enough for the people in the house to hear it clearly.

Especially Qu Tan'er's sentence just now often encounters assassination... It seems to be explaining something, and it also seems to be reminding some things.

The emperor beside him looked even worse and glared at Mo Yihuai who was kneeling beside him.

"Father, my son did not mean it! The situation was dangerous at that time, and the Eighth Prince who was injured by accident..."

Mo Yihuai defended anxiously, a little nervous, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Today, Liushui Banquet seemed to be a good time to assassinate Mo Liancheng, but it was a trap waiting for him to come in. At the beginning, he once doubted whether it would be a trap. He sent someone to explore a few days ago, but he didn't see any strangeness. He finally chose to decide to take action on the last day of Liushui Banquet, but he did not expect the emperor to come to the Eight Kings Mansion in person.

The assassination arrangement is an arrow on the string.

Between retreating and continuing assassination, Mo Yihuai chose to take a chance.

But unexpectedly...

At this time, Chinu Yama also knelt aside and said nervously: "Your Highness is really drunk. You go out and say you have some breathing. You accidentally bump into someone to kill the Eighth Prince. It must be in a hurry that if you stand up to save someone, you will accidentally hurt the Eighth Prince. Please beg your father to be kind..."

Was it accidentally injured after drinking? Another intention to save someone? It's a good excuse.

Qu Tan'er curled her lips, "Your Highness, your life is so great."

"Tan'er, what do you mean?" Mo Liancheng asked indifferently, as if he was puzzled.

"Prince, according to the descriptions of several people just witnessed, more than ten top killers were besieging you, and even Yu Hao could not rush forward to save you at once. The Prince... Will his martial arts be higher than Yu Hao? Not only did he rush to you, he could also be unscathed. What's wrong with your life?"

"Hmm? Think about it... I'm quite lucky."

Mo Liancheng nodded and smiled.

Can you rush to him all at once, but don’t let the killer kill him in seconds?

As for whether it is a big fate, everyone knows it.

That's because the killer was originally arranged by Mo Yihuai.

The emperor glanced at Mo Liancheng in a complicated manner, then swept to Mo Yihuai coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Come on, take the prince to the heavenly prison. Retrial will be held on a date."
Chapter completed!