Jingxin quickly fed hot water, Mo Liancheng wrung the towel himself and wiped her face carefully.

After a while, Qu Tan'er felt much more comfortable.

Mo Liancheng asked her to lie halfway and feel comfortable, then leaned lightly on his shoulder, and looked out the door with a cold expression: "Damn it, why haven't the doctor come yet?"

"Prince, Yu Hao has not left for a minute... Uh, it's not a moment. Wait for a while." Qu Tan'er tapped his chest with a little finger and kindly reminded him that there is nothing he can do about him, alas.

At present, the snow courtyard is a little nervous, but the front courtyard seems very lively. It is said that the Eighth Prince married a concubine outside, but such strange joys are really rare. At least the two main masters of the Eighth Prince's Mansion are leisurely and comfortable on the side, as if they don't care about their own affairs and are hanging high.

Qu Tan'er pursed her lips, glanced out the window, and found a comfortable position in his arms, asking a little puzzled: "Are you afraid of being like this... Zhao Qingyun is angry?"

"I'm afraid she's angry? It's just the beginning. I will definitely let her know what regret is not the beginning."

The ruthless words that Mo Liancheng said were actually calm and quiet, as if they were talking about family matters. But Qu Tan'er could hear that he didn't seem to be joking at all. She might not have to fight Xiao San, Xiao San would probably be tortured to death by him! She inexplicably remembered the first time she met Mo Liancheng, and then thought about Yun Youlian's two arrows, Yin Xiangnong's fate, and Zhao Qingyun... I'd like to be blessed.

"Master, you, you are... so cruel to women."

"Nonsense! When did I ever be cruel to women?" The master raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he had never been to this innocent tone.

"..." This guy is not only cruel, but also very dark.

Qu Tan'er smiled embarrassedly, smart and unsuspecting.

About a quarter of an hour.

Yu Hao carried it—it was really a pickup, and he quickly brought a doctor.

The doctor's soul had not even come back, but Mo Liancheng's cold eyes were swept, and he didn't stand firmly and almost fell down.

"Small, see, see..." I was about to salute.

"Get over! Let the princess see it." Mo Liancheng shouted.

Qu Tan'er looked dark, but it would be strange if he didn't scare people if he showed a cold face like this, "Prince, can you not scare people if you show a black face?"

"Yes, Tan'er said it." Mo Liancheng suddenly changed his face, pulled it, showed a few smiles, and gritted his teeth at the doctor, "Come here, take the princess's pulse."

Unexpectedly, this feels even more terrifying...

Yu Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, and simply pulled the doctor up and walked directly to the bed.

The doctor took Qu Tan'er's pulse tremblingly.

The next moment.

Because of the doctor's words, everyone was shocked and had no reaction for a moment.

"What did you say?" Mo Liancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was something that could not be concealed...

"Return to the prince's words, little, little dare not say anything. The princess is indeed..." The doctor trembled with his hands, and was so scared that he was even more trembling, and cold sweat was still on his forehead.

“Say it again?”

"Congratulations, congratulations to the prince, the princess, for being happy, it has been more than two months." The doctor wiped his cold sweat hard, made a fuss, and he still said it.

"You happy? You read it right?" Qu Tan'er was also stunned, still suspicious. No wonder she hadn't come for two months, and she should have thought of it! But because of Zhao Qingyun's affairs, she never cared about it.

"I promise that I will not read it wrong. Princess, you are really happy." The doctor repeatedly promised, and he almost sweared to the sky!
Chapter completed!