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

The fourteenth guy said as he stepped forward and warmly put his arm on Mo Yihuai's shoulder, "Come on, shall we go to Baihualou, or... Yihongyuan? Well, it's been a while since I went Oh, I don’t know if Xiao Chunhong still remembers this king... By the way, I remember that there is also a Yihong Courtyard in the Eighth Prince’s Mansion.”

"Fourteenth brother, you are becoming more and more eloquent."

Mo Yihuai avoided Fourteen's familiarity.

"Well... It depends on the person. When I'm with you, I just want to go to a brothel. When I meet myna, I can only talk about piano and painting. There's nothing I can do." Absolutely.

If you lose, you still can't find words to refute.

What do you mean by watching people?Could it be that a dignified prince can only be regarded as a shopper?

"Brother Wang, what do you want to say?" Mo Liancheng looked at the palace gate, his attitude was really like an arrow.

"Didn't you never like going to court? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Mo Yihuai asked.

The appearance of Mo Liancheng made his sense of crisis even heavier, and it was more difficult than dealing with Mo Jiyan all the time.

No, even though he is the crown prince, his chances of succeeding to the throne are greatly reduced.In the past, their brothers were fighting because Mo Liancheng did not intervene and had "no intention" of the throne.Now, what is the purpose of coming back at such a critical moment?It caught almost everyone off guard.

When these people realized something was wrong, Mo Liancheng had already stood at an absolute high position.

It's not that they can pull it off when they say they want to pull it off.

He has only been in court for less than a month, and most of the courtiers have obviously turned to Mo Liancheng, and even his father couldn't help being overjoyed.

Mo Liancheng only glanced at Big Brother Wang indifferently, smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.

Just about to go forward, Mo Yihuai stopped him, "Eighth Prince, please give me a word."

"This king suddenly wants to experience what the scenery looks like when standing on the highest point and looking down."

"..." After hearing this, Mo Yihuai's face was so dark that it couldn't be darker.

Just this one sentence, there is no need to say it directly, it is clear enough.

Mo Liancheng walked lightly, and walked around Mo Yihuai calmly.

After walking a few steps, a person rushed towards him, it was Yu Hao.

"What happened?" Mo Liancheng asked with a frown before Yu Hao said anything.

Yu Hao said in a hurry: "The mansion sent someone to come to inform, saying that the concubine has abdominal pain, and she is probably about to give birth."

"What?" Mo Liancheng's expression changed.

No longer caring about his manners, he ran out.

The lightness kung fu performed by the two masters and servants was like a gust of wind drifting away.

A certain Fourteenth Master stood where he was, stunned for a long time, blinked his eyes, and there was no one in front of him.

"Sister-in-law Eight is finally giving birth..." murmured absentmindedly, a little sighed, a little happy, and also complicated.

Eight Princes Mansion, Snow Court.

It boiled up, and the frequency of the maids carrying things in and out was breathtaking.

And on the roof of Qu Tan'er's bedroom.

No one noticed that there was a person lying lazily on his side teasing a bird.

"Bee, it's almost time for us to go back."

"Squeak, squeak..." screamed excitedly.

"Wait until she gives birth."

"Squeak..." These sounds were a bit worrying.

"Spiritual energy...should last for a while." The man looked up at the sky with a bit of resentment, as if he hated the world, "What a broken place, even a little bit of spiritual energy is so thin."

"Squeak!..."

"Uh-huh."

This person is one bird, still chatting.