"The emperor's son?" Wu Yuan looked at Murong Haitang dumbfounded.
Murong Haitang was indeed not afraid, and was not afraid of Wu Yuan's gaze at all. In the end, Wu Yuan was defeated, "Okay, I made Qiao'er cry, but I was just teasing her. I didn't expect her to cry."
You should be so sad, shouldn’t you? Is my aunt here? Is your mood so unstable? "
Wu Yuan's words once again attracted the gazes of the women.
Wu Yuan smiled bitterly and did not dare to say anything more.
However, with the comfort of the girls, Mo Qiaoer cried even more aggrievedly, and Wu Yuan's head was so heavy from crying in the end.
At this time, Xin Ruyan and others also felt that something was wrong. They knew Wu Yuan well, and Wu Yuan really liked teasing Mo Qiaoer.
But it is absolutely impossible to really bully Mo Qiaoer, so why did Mo Qiaoer cry so sadly? This is obviously abnormal.
It's okay to keep crying like this.
Xin Ruyan quickly looked at Wu Yuan and asked Wu Yuan to think of a way to prevent Mo Qiaoer from crying like this anymore.
Wu Yuan also frowned, vaguely feeling that Mo Qiaoer's sudden outburst today must have been accumulated for a long time.
If the soft one doesn't work, then you can only use the hard one.
"Enough!" Wu Yuan suddenly shouted.
Not only did this sound come from Mo Qiaoer, even Xin Ruyan was startled.
Xin Ruyan glared at Wu Yuan fiercely. It didn't matter if it scared her, but if it scared the child in her belly, she might as well cry to death with Mo Qiaoer.
Wu Yuan was also panicked by Xin Ruyan's glare, and he was a little scared. He was so anxious just now that he forgot that Xin Ruyan still had a baby in his belly.
He quickly grabbed Xin Ruyan's hand and asked for his pulse, while he kept saying apologetic words.
When Xin Ruyan saw Wu Yuan being so nervous, she naturally couldn't get angry, "Okay, so many people are watching, don't forget that you are the emperor now."
He said this, but he still felt warm in his heart. Wu Yuan would always put her first.
Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong with Xin Ruyan, and then frowned and looked at Mo Qiaoer, who was still sobbing.
Mo Qiaoer's crying has become quieter. Obviously Wu Yuan's cry just now has an effect, but because he cried for too long, his body has already produced a stress response and he can't stop even if he wants to.
Mo Qiaoer was at a loss when Wu Yuan saw him like this. When he saw Wu Yuan approaching, he waved his hands repeatedly and backed away in fear.
Seeing Mo Qiaoer's timid look, Wu Yuan frowned even deeper.
Murong Haitang, Yan Fei and others also looked at Mo Qiaoer in surprise. Mo Qiaoer is a master who is not afraid of anything.
How did it become like this now? What happened?
And looking at Mo Qiaoer's eyes, it seems that he is really afraid of Wu Yuan? But why is this?
Wu Yuan waved his hand, "Yan Fei, Yan Miao, you can send the queen back to rest first. Haitang can stay here. I have something to tell you later."
Although Yan Fei and Yan Miao were also worried about Mo Qiaoer, Xin Ruyan's health was in serious condition and it was really not suitable to stay here just in case.
The other palace maids and eunuchs were also expelled by Wu Yuan, leaving only Mo Qiaoer, Murong Haitang and Wu Yuan here.
Murong Haitang still held Mo Qiaoer, his eyes full of worry, and at the same time, he hinted to Wu Yuan not to be too aggressive.
Wu Yuan nodded in response, and then came to Mo Qiaoer.
Raise your hand and gently push Mo Qiaoer's back, which can effectively relieve Mo Qiaoer's stress reaction.
After Mo Qiaoer gradually calmed down and stopped sobbing, Wu Yuan handed him a cup of tea and said, "Drink it, drink it slowly."
Mo Qiaoer didn't pick it up, but looked at her super-large cup of super-sweet milk tea.
The meaning is obvious, she wants to drink milk tea.
But Wu Yuan was not allowed, and said with a serious face: "You are not allowed to drink milk tea in the future. If I had known you were so addicted, I should not have made this thing in the first place."
Being scolded by Wu Yuan, Mo Qiaoer had no choice but to accept the tea handed over by Wu Yuan.
After Mo Qiaoer finished drinking, Wu Yuan took the handkerchief handed over by Haitang and gently wiped the tears on Mo Qiaoer's face.
"Tell me, why are you crying?" Wu Yuan finally had the chance to ask.
Murong Haitang on the side was also watching curiously. She also didn't understand what kind of sad thing happened to Mo Qiaoer.
Obviously, Mr. Zhuri is a good person, but Mo Qiaoer is also having fun in the East Palace. Even if Wu Yuan became the emperor, he never restricted Mo Qiaoer's freedom and did not restrict her in any way. This shows that Wu Yuan has great feelings for Mo.
Qiaoer's love.
Mo Qiaoer pouted her mouth, as if she didn't want to speak.
"If you don't say anything, I will be really angry. And if you don't say anything, how can I know what you are thinking? It's no use just crying your eyes out." Wu Yuan continued to persuade.
It finally worked, and Mo Qiaoer replied in a low voice: "Actually, I know what the good news you are talking about is."
"Huh?" Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment.
Then he asked in surprise: "Now that you know it, why are you still crying?"
Wu Yuan was not surprised that Mo Qiaoer knew the good news, because Mo Qiaoer had a hobby of voyeurism.
Regarding the good news, Wu Yuan and Xin Ruyan discussed it together in the morning.
It must have been overheard by Mo Qiaoer at that time.
But Ruo Wuyuan was very puzzled. Now that he knew it, he kept asking questions and teased her for a few words, but he cried so heartbroken.
Murong Haitang blinked, looking at Mo Qiaoer who was always hesitant to speak, he seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but said to Wu Yuan: "It seems that your majesty's good news is not good for our Qiaoer."
There’s good news, and it seems to be bad news.”
Wu Yuan was stunned again, "Is that so?"
Seeing Mo Qiaoer's reaction, Wu Yuan knew that Murong Haitang had really hit the mark.
At this time, Murong Haitang also asked curiously: "What is the good news? Can I know it?"
Murong Haitang still knows what's appropriate. If it's not suitable for her to know, she won't ask any more questions.
At this time, Wu Yuan no longer needed to be pretentious and said directly: "Ruyan and I have discussed it and plan to accept Qiao'er as a adopted sister and give her the title of Elf Princess."
Wu Yuan was very satisfied with his idea, and even came up with a title suitable for Mo Qiaoer.
Murong Haitang understood instantly after hearing this. She couldn't help but shake her head and smiled bitterly: "I guess the queen sister must not agree. It's your majesty who insisted that the queen sister agreed, right?"
"You can guess this?" Wu Yuan looked at Murong Haitang in surprise.
He hasn't told anyone what happened in the morning, and presumably Xin Ruyan hasn't told anyone either.
Murong Haitang took Wu Yuan's hand and said, "Your Majesty, follow me. Haitang has something to say."