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

She was wrong, she knew it.

From the way he came in eagerly, he seemed to be going crazy with anxiety.

One can imagine how much suffering it was on the way to the palace in a hurry.

How are you feeling...

"Chengcheng, I really know I was wrong, and I will never do it again..." Qu Tan'er was about to murmur in a low voice, her two little hands were stirring, sitting on the chair, lowering her head and not daring to move, staring at

Holding her little feet, she didn't know if she could see clearly... For some reason, when she saw him coming, she wanted to cry. No, the tears were already falling.

Even when faced with danger, she would never cry.

When I saw him, my throat seemed to be blocked, and my tears were uncontrollable...

Quietly, that familiar figure left and returned.

The next second, he held her in his arms a little rudely, but yet tenderly.

"Let's go back home."

"No……"

"You still dare to bargain with me?"

"Don't dare,..." She just wanted to ask the emperor something. However, when she timidly raised her head, she met Mo Liancheng's reddish eyes. She couldn't help but be startled, and couldn't say anything. She nodded softly.

, nestled in his arms, "Chengcheng, don't be angry, okay?"

"Knowing that I will be angry, please stop being so willful."

"Yes, never again."

"You know what I mean."

"Um……"

Mo Liancheng has heard about what happened in the palace.

He did not say hello to the emperor, nor did he go to see the queen mother who was locked up in the Buddhist hall.

He was cold and cold, and kept away from strangers. He silently carried Qu Tan'er and went straight to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Along the way, Qu Tan'er was as docile and well-behaved as a kitten, sitting motionless in Mo Liancheng's arms.

And he gently stroked her back.

The feeling... was really like touching a pet that he liked very much.

She has a black line on her face...

Eight Princes' Mansion, Shuangyuan.

Mo Liancheng was worried, so he still asked a famous doctor in the city to come over and take a look.

These doctors, when they think of the terror of Mo Liancheng...

Everyone took turns checking their pulse cautiously.

After checking his pulse and confirming that Qu Tan'er was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctors were about to leave, but Qu Tan'er suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute."

"Princess, do you have any other instructions?"

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

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly but didn't say anything.

After the doctor came to check his pulse, several doctors took a look at him separately and all said that Mo Liancheng was in good health.

In this way, Qu Tan'er relieved her nervousness.

He is in good health and has no hidden diseases. Who dares to say that he will not live to be 25 years old? That guy Mo Fengyang... is indeed lying. No, even if she is not lying, it is because the Supreme Emperor had a mental disorder before his death.

What nonsense! She had heard that some old people would have their thoughts confused and become deified when they got older...

The doctors left, and Jing Xin went to grab medicine and boil it.

Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng were the only ones left in the room.

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

Mo Lian lay on his side next to her, looking at her quietly without saying a word.

Once again, she moved into his arms. Smelling his breath, she felt particularly at ease.
Chapter completed!