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Chapter 494: A certain master belongs to the boring type 1

Time, half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past half month, no one has come to visit. There is a small warehouse of precious medicinal materials and supplements.

The emperor was also very happy and rewarded many things at once, making many people jealous.

Qu Tan'er's body was also well maintained.

Today, morning.

After breakfast, Qu Tan'er lay on the soft couch and took a nap again.

Jing Xin gently brought the chicken soup into the room. Seeing that the person on the soft couch had his eyes closed, he was not in a hurry to say anything. However, as time passed, he was afraid that the soup would get cold, so he could only say: "Master

, the chicken soup is getting cold, it’s time for you to come up and take a few sips.”

Qu Tan'er lazily opened her eyes and said helplessly: "I drink chicken soup every day, can you change it to something else? I drink it so much that I want to sleep for a long time, ugh." Chicken soup is good, but no matter how delicious it is, I have to eat it every day.

, will make you feel nauseous.

"Master, you are in confinement and need to be replenished. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will cause disease in the future."

"..."

Qu Tan'er was speechless and polite, "Oh my god, it's this sentence again, Jing Xin, can't you change it to a fresh line?"

Helpless, she felt like vomiting when she thought of the smell of chicken soup.

I drank it every day for almost half a month.

"Master, the kitchen is already preparing the snow clam soup, but it will take a few more hours to stew it."

"..."

Qu Tan'er stopped asking, "Where is the prince?"

"Go back to the master, the prince is in the side room. The young prince is awake." Jing Xin said and couldn't help but snicker.

"Isn't it time for him to go to court at this time?" Tan'er couldn't help but find it funny. The old and the young sometimes communicated very strangely. Just like the first day the little guy was born, everyone thought Mo Liancheng didn't like it.

Little Prince, but unexpectedly, as day after day, everyone discovered that Mo Liancheng actually liked the little guy very much.

It's just the way of expression that makes people disagree.

At the same time, it was once again proven that Mo Liancheng was indeed a sultry type...

At this time, Jing Xin said: "The prince originally wanted to enter the palace, but when the young prince cried, the prince stayed."

"What about the wet nurse?"

"Nanny wanted to hold her, but the prince refused to give her. She said she wanted to coax her herself." Jing Xin twitched the corner of her mouth and suppressed her smile, which made her even more painful.

Does Mo Liancheng know how to coax a child? I'm afraid the child is coaxing him. As soon as the kid cries, Mo Liancheng will be stunned and there is nothing he can do. Qu Tan'er was slightly embarrassed, curled his lips and stared at the center of the mirror, "You bitch

Yes, you can laugh if you want to, but you can’t help but hold it back. Is it because your skin is itchy?”

"Master, you didn't see the prince's look. The servant couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw it. However, the expression of the fourteenth prince was not much better. He obviously wanted to hug him, but he happened to bump into the prince today and insisted on it.

I couldn't get involved."

"Huh?" Qu Tan'er can guess a certain amount about the situation of the side house without looking at it.

Mo Liancheng dotes on the little guy, and the entire Eighth Prince's Palace has known about it in the past half month, but Mo Jingxuan also likes the little guy very much, no less than Mo Liancheng. It's a pity... With Mo Liancheng here, Mo Jingxuan only

I'm afraid it won't even touch the corner of the clothes. Just thinking about it, Qu Tan'er couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Tan'er, what's on your mind? You seem to be in a good mood." Mo Liancheng unexpectedly walked in.

At this time, Qu Tan'er had already sat up and was holding chicken soup to drink. When she saw him coming in, but not holding the little one in his arms, she asked with a smile: "Where is the child?"

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