Inside the house, the smell of alcohol was evident.
"Tan'er, this king is fine." Mo Liancheng lay on the bed and comforted him softly.
Qu Tan'er pursed her small mouth, held his big hand tightly, and complained in a low voice: "Who asked you to drink so much wine? Are you trying to kill yourself? You know that you will be assassinated every three to five, but you still dare to drink.
You're so drunk, I won't pay attention to you next time."
Being close to Mo Liancheng, one could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body.
Also, those delicate jade-like cheeks and ears are red with alcohol, making them look particularly delicate and beautiful.
However, this situation made her not in the mood to appreciate it.
"Okay, there won't be another time." Mo Liancheng held her little hand back, "Tan'er, help me get up."
"Yes." Qu Tan'er carefully helped Mo Liancheng sit up and lent him a shoulder to lean on.
Mo Liancheng took advantage of the two men getting close and suddenly asked softly in his ear: "Tan'er, are you angry with me?"
"..." Qu Tan'er turned her back on the others and gave him a warning look. Although she was angry, she was not worried. She was angry because he used such a bad trick to hurt herself. And she didn't want to see it.
until he gets hurt.
Although the conversation between the two people was quiet, it was enough for people in the room to hear clearly.
Especially Qu Tan'er's sentence just now about being assassinated... seems to be explaining something, and also seems to be reminding something.
The emperor's face turned even worse when he heard this, and he glared at Mo Yihuai, who was kneeling next to him.
"Father, I did not mean it! The situation was dangerous at that time, and the eighth brother was accidentally injured..."
Mo Yihuai defended eagerly, a little nervous, and his face looked extremely ugly.
Today, the Liushui Banquet seemed like a good opportunity to assassinate Mo Liancheng, but it was actually a trap, waiting for him to come in. At first, he had doubted whether it was a trap. He sent people to explore it a few days ago and found nothing strange.
Finally, he decided to take action on the last day of the Flowing Water Banquet, but he did not expect that the emperor would come to the Eighth Prince's Mansion in person.
The assassination was planned with the arrow on the string.
Between retreating and continuing the assassination, Mo Yihuai chose to take the risk.
Unexpectedly...
At this time, Chinuyama was also kneeling aside and said nervously: "Your Highness really drank too much and went out to talk for some air. That's when he accidentally bumped into someone who wanted to kill the Eighth Prince. He must have stepped forward to save the talent in a desperate situation.
I might accidentally hurt the Eighth Prince, please forgive me..."
Accidentally injured while drunk? Another one who meant to save someone? A good excuse.
Qu Tan'er curled her lips and said, "Your Highness, your destiny is really great."
"Tan'er, how do you say this?" Mo Liancheng asked lightly as if he was confused.
"Your Majesty, according to the descriptions of the people I just witnessed, there are more than ten top killers besieging you. Even Yu Hao can't rush forward to save you. And His Highness the Crown Prince...could his martial arts be higher than Yu Hao's?
Not only did he rush to your side, but he was also able to escape unscathed. What else would he do if he wasn’t lucky?"
"Hmm? Think about it... I'm quite lucky."
Mo Liancheng nodded and smiled.
Can you rush to him in one fell swoop without being killed instantly by the killer?
As for whether one is destined to be lucky or not, everyone knows it well.
That's because the killer was originally arranged by Mo Yihuai.
The emperor glanced at Mo Liancheng complicatedly, then glanced coldly at Mo Yihuai, and said solemnly in a deep voice: "Come here, take the prince to the sky prison. We will try him again at another day."
"Father! My son is innocent!" Mo Yihuai was shocked.