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Chapter 87

Chu Qingwan gave Mo Jingyu another bottle of medicine, which she had invented in the past few days, specifically to treat his current condition and strengthen his body.

Mo Jingyu held the porcelain white bottle and thanked her like a human being.

Chu Qingwan happily told him how to use it, and then sent him out of the house with a smile. Little did he know that the three milk dumplings were conspiring to sell her.

Tuantuan said solemnly: "I will go back and order people to investigate and see what is going on with King Qi and Princess Roujia."

Yuanyuan echoed continuously and said with insight: "Although I don't know the specific situation, I can infer from Uncle Mo's words that he has no interest in the princess. If we want to recognize our father, we only need to make him fall in love with our mother."

Tiantian held her cheek: "Can't we just go to dad and confess our blood?"

Yuanyuan knocked her on the head: "Idiot Tiantian, have you forgotten what my mother said? There is no use shedding blood to recognize a relative."

Moreover, with Mo Jingyu's temperament, if they rashly tell him that if they don't protect everything, he will regard it as ulterior motives, and even his mother and great-grandfather will suffer.

Tiantian pursed her lips and tugged at the pigtail hanging in front of her face: "Then how can we make daddy like mommy?"

Tuantuan touched his chin: "As time goes by, love grows, and we spend more time together."

Tiantian said: "Mother has been going to the palace every day for almost two months, how can we spend more time together?"

Yuanyuan said matter-of-factly: "In the story books I've read, secret feelings only occur when you are alone. My mother is surrounded by many people in the palace, and Uncle Lin Yu is accompanying Uncle Mo. It's not considered alone."

Tiantian scratched the back of her head: "What should we do?"

Tuantuan frowned in thought, then curled his lips for a moment, hooked his fingers and let the two little ones come closer and whisper.

Yuanyuan patted her thigh: "It works!"

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At dusk, three carrot heads stood in the Haitang Courtyard of Prince Qi's Mansion.

Tuantuan said seriously: "Uncle Mo, we want to go to Lingxi Lake, but we don't know the way. Can you take us there?"

Lingxi Lake is a famous lover's lake in Kyoto. Every spring, countless talented people and beautiful women visit the lake to enjoy the scenery, which has led to many good marriages.

It is May, and the best viewing period has long passed, but the eaves and buildings around Lingxi Lake are crisscrossed, and at night, with lights all around, it has a unique flavor.

Children are very playful, so Mo Jingyu was not surprised that they wanted to go, he just asked: "Why not find your mother?"

Tuantuan replied: "Mother is busy."

Yuanyuan helped: "Yes, my mother is reading a medical book and wants to cure my uncle's leg as soon as possible. She stays up all night and forgets to eat and sleep!"

Tiantian walked up to Mo Jingyu, her big watery eyes were full of pleading, and she said softly and coquettishly: "Uncle, why don't you take us there? We have been in Kyoto for so long and we haven't gone out to play yet."

The last sentence was said in an aggrieved tone, and his mouth tightened, as if he was about to cry.

Mo Jingyu's heart softened, and he thought that he had nothing to do today, so it wouldn't hurt to take them out for a walk.

He ordered Lin Yu to prepare the car and said, "Go and tell your mother."

Tiantian smiled brightly: "No need, we already told mother before we went out."

Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows, feeling like he had fallen into a trap.

The carriage was quickly prepared, and Mo Jingyu and the three little ones rode together. The carriage was spacious and they couldn't squeeze each other.

Lin Yu drove, protected secretly by the shadow guards, all the way to Lingxi Lake.

On the other side, Chu Qingwan was indeed reading a book, but it was not a medical book, but a miscellaneous journal that Wei Zhan had only found in the past two days, recording the witchcraft of southern Xinjiang.

boom--

The door of the pharmacy was pushed open suddenly, and Yanran shouted anxiously: "Miss, it's bad! The young master and the young lady are gone!"


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