Snow courtyard. The lights are still brightly lit.

No one inside the house has ever come out. The door is still closed.

No one dared to get close to Qu Tan'er's house at all costs, except for Jing Xin who occasionally brought water and things.

The sun rises, sets, and the day passes.

In the Eighth Prince's Mansion, people are still in panic, and they can't help but worry about who is involved in this matter.

Time, exactly two days have passed.

Mo Liancheng never stepped out of the door, and the sleeping person never opened her eyes. She lay quietly, and nothing in the outside world seemed to disturb her. She slept very peacefully, but

Compared to the previous two days, the color on his little face had returned slightly, but Mo Liancheng, who had never left the bed, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the afternoon, Dr. Gao, who had stayed in the Eighth Prince's Mansion for two days, was worried that his life was about to end, but he was dragged to Xueyuan again. When he first saw the slightly rosy face of the person on the bed, his feet went weak and he almost

He fell down and didn't recover for a long time.

Eighth, the eighth princess is back from the dead?!

"Mr. Gao, why are you still standing there?" Mo Liancheng frowned in displeasure.

"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong."

Dr. Gao quickly stepped forward cautiously and took the pulse carefully. His old face became more and more surprised, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's pulse is stable. She is fine. She will wake up soon. It's really amazing... it's incredible.

.”

Mo Liancheng nodded silently.

Dr. Gao wrote another prescription, gave some instructions to his servants to pay attention to, and left the snow hospital. However, Hao personally sent him back to the temporary hospital. On the way, Dr. Gao quietly asked: "Yu Guard, you said, the prince wants to

When will you let me go home?"

"The prince said that the day when the princess wakes up will be the day that Dr. Gao leaves."

"..." Doctor Gao grimaced and shook his head helplessly.

In the evening, the door creaked open.

Mo Liancheng stepped out of the room for the first time.

He came out and stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes unable to hide the chill that came from the depths of his soul.

"Master." Yu Hao came up to him and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Bring this person here." Mo Liancheng flicked his sleeves and walked lightly as he returned to Shuangyuan.

Yu Hao accepted the order and followed without saying much.

About a quarter of an hour later, the study door closed.

The icy atmosphere dropped rapidly.

Mo Liancheng leaned on the rocking chair indifferently, glanced coldly at the two women standing at the door, and was silently angry.

"Do you know why I came to you?" he asked calmly.

"I don't know who I am, so I hope the prince will give me some advice. But..."

Yin Xiangnong lowered her head slightly, wringing the handkerchief with both hands, showing a hint of uneasiness. But the next moment, she raised her head gently, smiled calmly, and then took the bowl from the maid's hand in an elegant manner, walking gracefully.

Approaching Mo Liancheng, he said worriedly: "Your Majesty has been tired for two days, and I am very worried. Today I specially asked my servant to prepare a bowl of tonic soup. You can try it first."

"To make up for the soup?" Mo Liancheng glanced at what Yin Xiangnong brought with cold eyes, and raised his eyebrows. He suddenly stood up, stretched out his bare hands in an instant, grabbed Yin Xiangnong's neck, and asked grimly: "Give it to me, the king."

Tonic soup?”

Bang!

There was a crisp sound, and the soup bowl in Yin Xiangnongyu's hand couldn't hold it firmly and fell to the ground. In an instant, it shattered into pieces!

The soup was poured all over the floor in an instant.
Chapter completed!