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Chapter 240: Come on, give me a happy time 1

What on earth does this guy want to do?

Qu Tan'er clenched her pink fists, her little heart was scratching like a cat's paw, scratching and scratching.

At this moment, Mo Liancheng put down the empty bowl and asked softly: "Would you like to lean on for a while, or... lie down? Or, how about getting out of bed and taking a walk? But you can't go out. In the past two days, I have announced to the outside world that you

Still unconscious."

"Yeah, I understand."

"I will accompany you today."

Mo Liancheng also leaned lightly on the edge of the bed on the other side, and the two just looked at each other.

"You..." That's weird.

"If you have anything to say, just ask." He already knew that she was holding back a lot of words in her heart.

"Nothing..." Qu Tan'er was defeated, biting her lip and said heroically: "No, come on, give me a good time!"

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"My lord, today - you are very strange."

"This king is normal."

"?!..." Just a normal bird.

Qu Tan'er was speechless. If he didn't say anything, even if he was wasting his words, he wouldn't be able to ask why. For a long time, she stared at Mo Liancheng, with a look of confusion on his face, but the man looked back lightly and lightly, without saying a word.

A trace of embarrassment and embarrassment is perfectly normal.

Finally, she was defeated and looked away first.

"Mo Liancheng, what are you thinking about?" she asked softly.

"Miss you...what are you thinking about?" He replied very naturally.

"..." She was stunned. This guy's answer was so damn classic.

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng moved forward and leaned side by side with her. He stretched out an arm and gently touched her shoulder, letting her lean on his shoulder. "Don't move, and you are not allowed to refuse me. You are not

Do you want to know what I am thinking? As long as you don’t move, I will tell you."

Sure enough, Qu Tan'er's face was tangled, but curiosity finally prevailed.

Not moving...

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, not as gentle as before, nor as cold and ruthless. In front of him, it was like another him. A person who took off the mask, the most real him. On that handsome face, although he was calm, his eyes revealed

A touch of sadness, a little helplessness, and a sense of loneliness and loneliness that has formed in my heart for a long time.

He gently pressed his chin against her forehead and spoke softly: "My father will soon establish a prince, and the situation of brothers fighting against each other will definitely become more and more serious. At this time, death and injury are inevitable. This is

The king had no intention of participating in the fight for the crown prince's position. He originally planned to avoid it by taking advantage of his injuries, but... he didn't expect you to be so stupid as to pounce on him."

"Well, it's a bit silly."

"But it's good to be stupid, really, it's good." He couldn't help but tighten her arm, and continued: "The assassins in the palace were arranged by the eldest brother, and they did it flawlessly. I didn't find any evidence.

, even my father won’t believe it.”

As for why Mo Yihuai suddenly wanted to kill him, Mo Liancheng didn't tell him.

Mo Liancheng continued to speak calmly.

But Qu Tan'er listened quietly. The more she listened, the more she admired this guy.

Sure enough, this guy is the most outstanding among the princes. Not only is he thoughtful and foresighted, but he can also mess up the overall situation. Because since ancient times, it is not uncommon for brothers to kill each other during the struggle for imperial power. What Mo Liancheng said about the unintentional prince |

The position does not mean that there is no intention to be the emperor.

Not fighting does not mean retreating, but using retreat as advancement.

Now that the emperor is still here, he is only ill but has not announced that he is critically ill. Or he is using his illness as a test. Who can understand the emperor's thoughts?

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