shock!The princess kicked over the prince's wheelchair

Chapter 142 Thank you, Princess
The two men sang together and immediately started fighting with Mu Xunli.

Mu Xunli was speechless.

Chuanliu was also dumbfounded.

During the master's attack, he was speechless and could only stand aside like a fool.

His eyes glanced past Mu Jianghan.

I saw the soft little dumpling hugging his quilt and sleeping soundly.

Chuanliu:......

Good guy.

This is the person with the biggest heart here.

Mu Xunli's face was very ugly.

He held it in for a long time and then said, "It's fine that Third Brother is fine."

If it was just to deal with Yu Cang, of course he could be tough.

But Mu Jianghan was different.

He is an heir to the emperor just like himself, and even because of his health, the Holy Emperor prefers him, otherwise Concubine Wang Xian would not have been so favored for many years.

Although it is impossible for him to be called the crown prince, in other aspects, the Holy Emperor will give him sufficient preferential treatment.

"Brother, I'm also worried. If I do something that makes you unhappy, don't take it personally."

"Brother is very concerned. Of course I know that. It was Cang Cang who had a bad temper and didn't explain the matter clearly, which caused you to misunderstand. I should apologize on her behalf."

Mu Jianghan lowered his eyebrows and looked down on him.

The cruel King Yan, who frightened the outside world, had a rare good temper towards his brother.

Yu Cang rolled his eyes at him.

But no matter what, the matter has come to this, Mu Xunli's desired goal has not been achieved, and there is no point in continuing to stay.

So he chatted with Mu Jianghan for a few more words and told him to take good care of his body and know how to exercise moderation.

He was not in good health.

If something drags down the body again, the gain outweighs the loss.Mu Jianghan lowered his eyes and listened, and finally told Chuanliu to send the person back.

Although Chuanliu didn't understand what was going on, he carried out his master's orders very decisively.

Yu Cang didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and straightened the quilt under Mu Jianghan's feet.

There's a little wrinkle on it.

Before Mu Xunli left, he originally wanted to take another look or say something else, but as soon as he turned around, the stream came to meet him.

"Prince Chen has worked hard today. It's better to go back and rest first. Anyway, our Highness is here. It doesn't matter if you want to come and see us anytime. There is no rush for this moment."

When Mu Jianghan came back, it was as if he had taken a reassurance. His head no longer hurt, his waist no longer bent, and his whole body had strength.

Before Mu Xunli could say anything else, he had already escorted the person out.

With a bang, the door closed.

The footsteps faded away.

It wasn't until Chuanliu's loud voice could no longer be heard that Yu Cang, who was busy beside the bed, raised his head.

She first glanced at the closed door, and then looked at the man with a black face on the bed.

"You are really good at choosing a time to come back. If you were half a minute late, you might be marked down by your 'good brother'. You had something to do at the last moment, so you didn't make any arrangements in advance and just disappeared without saying a word. , please thank me properly this time."

Yu Cang's face was full of displeasure.

This time it was Mu Jianghan who was at fault.

She wiped his butt, and logically, he should thank her.

Moreover, Yu Cang felt that her complaints were justified. Even if the King of Heaven came, she would still be justified.

She waited for Mu Jianghan's thanks.

As a result, the other party didn't say anything, turned over and pressed her directly on the bed.

"I should thank the princess properly for publicizing my kidney deficiency and yang deficiency to the outside world." His eyes were as dark as a cold pool in the night, and his voice was as cold as the wind and frost in the snowy field. "Why don't I let you try it? , is it a loss or not?”

(End of this chapter)