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Chapter 241: Come on, give me a good time 2

As for the princes, except for Mo Liancheng, the rest are said to be evenly matched. Whoever becomes the prince will undoubtedly become the target of public criticism, which is equivalent to being at the forefront of the battle for the throne. It is said that he is only one step away from the throne, but

If you think about it a little deeper, it's just a hair's breadth away from death.

So, it is a very wise decision to avoid the competition for the crown prince position at present.

What's more, if you follow Mo Liancheng's plan and get injured by an arrow, you will definitely arouse the emperor's anger, and will also receive the favor of some ministers in the court and the people's sympathy for the weak. It may seem like a failed move, but in fact, it is

The most brilliant one wins the hearts of the people. As the saying goes, he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. Is it nothing more than this?

He really takes care of himself step by step...

"Tan'er, what do you think after hearing so much from this king?" Mo Liancheng asked suddenly.

"I have no idea, it's just... you are so pitiful." Qu Tan'er said quietly.

"Pity?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect her to say this at all.

Qu Tan'er didn't say what she was thinking.

What is the Dongyue Kingdom? There is not even a single record in history. Eventually, it will disappear without a trace in the long river of history.

But men naturally have their own manly self-esteem.

"Tell me, why is this king so pitiful?" He didn't want her to get through this.

"You do have a big picture in mind and a far-sighted vision. But you only see what's behind the throne, and you don't see the further future. Have you ever thought that if you brothers fight against each other and fight over each other, you will be nothing more than a pile of yellow sand in a hundred years?

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"It's just a pile of yellow sand..." Mo Liancheng smiled softly, tightened his arms again, and murmured: "The woman I like is indeed not a thing in the pool. Haha! Brother Wang, you must be regretting it.

...I regret it so much! I regret pushing you to my side. Haha!..."

He was laughing lightly, but the more he laughed, the more he laughed, and the more he laughed, the more arrogant he became.

Qu Tan'er had a dark look on her face.

Men’s comparison mentality is so damn strong, isn’t it?

"Mo Liancheng, please make it clear that I have never been one of the great prince's people."

"This king knows."

"Tch, it's good to know."

He knew something and responded crisply, but it represented a rare trust.

The simple trust made Qu Tan'er feel a sense of warmth in her heart.

However, after working on it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out why Mo Liancheng was so weird today.

After a while.

Jing Xin came in with a bowl of medicine.

It turns out that what Jing Xin does is decoct medicine.

Then……

"Can I not drink it?" Qu Tan'er looked at Mo Liancheng pitifully with an expectant look on her face, "Besides, I'm not injured, and the injury is just fake. It's not good to drink medicine. Every medicine has three parts of poison.

Isn't it?" Just kidding, which woman doesn't hate drinking Chinese medicine? When she sees those black things, her stomach feels like it's twisting, and she has the urge to vomit even if she doesn't drink it.

The point is that she wasn't really hurt!

"Acting should be more realistic, right? Therefore, I ordered people to replace the medicine prescribed by Dr. Gao with tonic, and only Jing Xin cooked it himself. The doctor said that your health is too bad, and you need to take good care of it.

It's good to take good care of yourself. It's just right. Take this opportunity to take good care of yourself. Don't be overwhelmed just in one night..."

Mo Liancheng personally delivered the medicine, his gentle tone was quite pleasant.

However, the more I talk about it, the taste seems to change a bit? The last sentence turns out to be the truth!

So a certain girl suddenly started hitting and scratching the bed!

What kind of bastard? What kind of bastard did she meet?! She couldn't even be serious for three minutes.

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