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

"Ahem!..."

Mo Liancheng coughed uncomfortably again, his face became extremely pale, and he still covered his lips with his sleeve.

"What's the matter with you? I, I'll get you a glass of water." Qu Tan'er hurried out, and after a while, she carefully came over with a glass of clear water, "It's still warm, drink it."

He didn't say much, just took it and drank it.

Then lightly support the desk case to calm down.

After a while, he started looking for a stack of books, sat down on the chair in front of the desk, and slowly flipped through the medicine books.

"Chengcheng, you..."

"Call me Liancheng, or Young Master. This name...is too naive." Mo Liancheng was a little uncomfortable with her name.

Qu Tan'er lowered her eyes, feeling a little lost.

But at the next moment, she raised her head again and pulled out a smiling face, "It's okay, it's just a name. Listen to it, and you will get used to it in the future. Isn't it?"

"I'm not used to it now."

"……understood."

"If you are disobedient, there is no need to stay."

"Yes." Qu Tan'er responded briefly, and then nodded.

Now I have to be careful and serve him... Treat him as the sky, treat him as a god, okay.

Mo Liancheng didn't respond and continued to read.

"My lord, take the book and lie down on the bed and read it, okay?"

"..." Mo Liancheng's plain hand holding the book paused slightly, and frowned slightly.

A son, sounds even more unpleasant...

He looked up at her with a questioning look in his eyes.

That little face was full of worry.

She persuaded her to say: "Master, you will be tired from sitting like this, not to mention your injuries are not healed yet. You must pay attention to rest. Anyway, it is more comfortable to lie on the couch, right?"

"Yeah." Glancing at her, he accepted her proposal, but ordered: "Move all the medicine books on the table to my bedroom." So, this certain master stepped out of the side room first, slowly Lying on the bed, the slight sweat on his forehead also showed that he was extremely uncomfortable at the moment, but he was holding back all the time.

Seeing Qu Tan'er coming in with a pile of books in his arms, he turned sideways, turned his back to her, and said indifferently: "Put the books aside. You go out and ask someone to prepare it, I want to take a bath."

"Okay. I'll do it now."

Qu Tan'er put down the book, and went out, just walked a few steps, then turned back, "Cheng... no, son, are you hungry? By the way, ask them to prepare something for you?"

"Need not."

"Oh, then you have to say it when you're hungry."

"..." She didn't answer.

Qu Tan'er went out disgruntled.

But I told myself in my heart, this is not bad, not bad!

She ran to the door, but when she stepped out, she found out, who are you looking for?Where are you going?where is the kitchen

So, I saw the shadow guard guarding at the door, "This elder brother, the young master said that he needs to take a bath, how can he notify others to prepare?"

"Here, let's find Aunt Jiu."

"Where... is Aunt Jiu?"

"I don't know either." The shadow guard replied apologetically.

"Then how to get to the kitchen..."

Mo Liancheng frowned inside and heard a rather idiotic conversation.

In fact, he didn't want to take a bath, but just distracted her.

After she went out, he got up, changed the blood-stained robe, threw it into a box, and said unhurriedly towards the door: "Idiot, come back. Someone will prepare these things in a while. "

Qu Tan'er was scolded, but it made her want to cry.

Isn't this tone her signature?

She turned back quickly.