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

Mo Liancheng asked again slowly: "You don't believe that someone can be pregnant for thirteen months?"

"I believe. Of course I do." She nodded immediately.

She is still one of the parties involved, how could she not believe it?

Suddenly, she thought of something again and asked one by one: "My lord, do you have something urgent and you want to leave?"

"It's not in a hurry."

"Wait until your injury is better before leaving, okay?"

"..." He was silent.

"At least, wait for your injury to stabilize." Qu Tan'er stopped eating, and said sadly: "I just came to this world for the first time, and I still don't understand anything. Can't take care of you. Hate the feeling of powerlessness, do you understand?"

Just like when she was in Xianshui Town, when she came back to the Mo tribe all the way, she could only watch him being seriously injured and unconscious, but she couldn't do anything.

According to what Mo Yifeng said, if she can skillfully use the spiritual energy, then she will be able to heal him.

"My lord, I will work hard. You can also teach me some medical skills, okay?" Qu Tan'er was so eager to learn something.

Mo Liancheng ate his meal quietly.

Neither agreed nor refused.

What is she thinking about, she can't understand...

After dinner, Mo Liancheng didn't mention leaving again.

Instead, he found a basic medicine book and threw it to her, "Look, first familiarize yourself with herbs, if you don't understand, ask me."

Qu Tan'er caught it, and looked at the name on the cover, it was an introductory medicine book, did it mean that he promised her?

Just as she was looking at him, he had already sat down gracefully, and picked up another book, as if reading, but as if there was something unfinished, his eyes fell on the weeping roses beside him.Whispering softly, "One day is about to pass..."

This sentence came inexplicably and suddenly.

And that rose flower was given to him by her.

Suddenly, Qu Tan'er's heart trembled, bad, I forgot...

"Young master, wait."

Qu Tan'er went into the side room, and came out after a while, with an extra flower in her hand, which was a paper flower, and slowly sent it to Mo Liancheng, "Young master, I give it to you." She also sent it before, and he said like.

Mo Liancheng's eyes froze, and after a long pause, Fang slowly raised his hand and took the flower, his eyes quietly fell on the flower.

A faint breath circulated in the house.

After a while, he asked calmly, "Before... have you ever sent me such flowers?"

"You remember?" Qu Tan'er stirred slightly with her small hands, a little nervous.

"No, it just feels familiar."

Mo Liancheng's answer disappointed Qu Tan'er a little.

But, disappointed, but distressed...

"My lord, it doesn't matter if you don't remember the past. As long as you are alive, it is more important than anything else." Qu Tan'er squatted in front of him, looking up at him, her eyes were clear without any impurities.

"What did Yifeng tell you?"

"It's nothing." Qu Tan'er withdrew her gaze, turned around and leaned against the edge of the couch, and sat directly on the steps.

In this way, one reclined on the soft couch and flipped through the books, and the other sat under the couch and flipped through the books.

Natural and harmonious.

After a while, Qu Tan'er put down the book and raised her palm.

A white, mist-like thing gathered in her palm and slowly circulated in the shape of a globe, "Young Master, do you know what this is?"

"It's spiritual energy, condensed together." Mo Liancheng replied lightly, without much surprise.

He already knew about her practice of spiritual energy...