The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

Soon, Qu Tan'er dimmed, lowered her eyelids slightly, her pupils were flowing and sparkling.

She was wrong, she knew it.

From the way he came in eagerly just now, he seemed to be going crazy in a hurry.

It is conceivable, what kind of torment it was on the way to the palace in a hurry?

How about the mood...

"Chengcheng, I really know that I was wrong, and I will never do it again..." Qu Tan'er was about to murmur in a low voice, her two little hands were stirring, she was sitting on a chair, she lowered her head and did not dare to move, staring at I don't know if I can see clearly... I don't know why, seeing him coming, she wants to cry, no, the tears are already falling.

Even in the face of danger, she will not cry.

When I saw him, my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and my tears were uncontrollable...

Quietly, that familiar figure really went and returned.

In the next second, he was a little rude, but still gentle, and wrapped her in his arms.

"Let's go home."

"Do not……"

"Do you still dare to bargain with this king?"

"Don't dare,..." She just wanted to ask the emperor something.However, when she timidly raised her head, she met Mo Liancheng's reddish eyes. She couldn't help being startled, and couldn't say anything. She nodded meekly and nestled in his arms, "Chengcheng, don't be angry. OK?"

"Know that the king will be angry, so stop being so willful."

"Yes, never again."

"It's your acquaintance."

"Um……"

Mo Liancheng has already heard about the affairs in the palace.

He didn't say hello to the emperor, let alone see the queen mother who was locked in the Buddhist hall.

He was cold and kept away from strangers, he carried Qu Tan'er silently and went straight to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Along the way, Qu Tan'er was as docile and obedient as a kitten, nestling in Mo Liancheng's arms without moving.

And he stroked her back gently.

That feeling... It's really like touching a pet that he likes very much.

She has black lines on her face...

Eight Princes Mansion, Shuangyuan.

Mo Liancheng was worried, so he asked someone to call a famous doctor in the city to have a look.

These doctors, when they think of the horror of Molian City...

Everyone is trembling, taking turns to call the pulse.

After checking the pulse and confirming that Qu Tan'er was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctors were about to leave, but Qu Tan'er suddenly called out, "Wait a minute."

"What else does the princess want?"

"Well, come here." Qu Tan'er pretended to grab Mo Liancheng's wrist casually, and rolled up his sleeves, "Help the prince to see how he is? He seems a little tired recently."

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, but didn't say anything.

The doctor came over to take his pulse, and several doctors looked at it separately, and they all said that Mo Liancheng was in good health and very good.

In this way, Qu Tan'er relieved her nervous mood.

The body is fine, there is no hidden disease.Who dares to say that he will not live past the age of 25?That bastard, Mo Fengyang... really was talking nonsense, no, even if she wasn't talking nonsense, it was because the Supreme Emperor had a mental disorder before his death, talking nonsense!She had heard long ago that some old people would get confused when they were old, and no matter how godlike they were...

The doctors left, and Jing Xin went to grab and decoct the medicine.

In the room, only Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng were left.

Qu Tan'er lay on the bed with some peace of mind.

Mo Lian lay on his side beside her, looking at her quietly, without saying a word.

Again, she moved into his arms.Smelling his breath, I feel very relieved.

However, what Mo Fengyang said...