Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 71

Peony sighed: "Hey, your mother's heart is higher than the sky, and her life is thinner than paper. How can a girl like us have a real lover to treat you, but your mother just doesn't believe it, and she does everything she can to help that ruthless person." , but in exchange for such a fate." As she spoke, Peony's eyes were moist.

Peony took Mo Li's hand and wiped her tears with her cuff: "I hugged you when you were born, and you were a watery pink doll at that time, but now you are so slim, okay, Now that you don’t need to do anything in our yard, hey, Mo Li, what’s wrong with your legs, and why are your hands so cold?”

Mo Li lowered his head: "I did something wrong, the princess made me kneel down as punishment."

Peony lowered her head to see a bright red bloodstain on Mo Li's skirt: "If you are punished to kneel, will kneeling bleed?"

Peony pulled Mo Li to sit on the stool, opened the trouser legs, the wound on the leg was bloodshot and there were several places with yellow liquid: "Oh my god, this princess is so vicious, why did she punish her so viciously. "

Xiao Ai knelt down and looked at the wound, her flesh and blood turned out, and said repeatedly: "I saw that the princess was not a good thing yesterday, look at her look of being inferior, as if she would stay with us for a while We all felt unlucky, I didn't expect her to be so impersonal, mother, we won't act anymore."

Mudan slapped Xiaoai hard: "I know you're talking crazy, hurry up and get our sore medicine, who else can get some hot water."

"I'll go, I'll go." The dancers in the courtyard felt sympathetic when they saw Mo Li's pale face and the horrible wound that was bleeding pus, and they all ran into their rooms to get their own wound medicine.

Peony held Mo Li's wrist: "The wound is infected like this, let me see if you have any other symptoms, so I can invite a doctor together."

Mo Li looked at Peony's nervous look, and his nose turned sore: "Mother Peony, thank you, no one in this palace has ever been so kind to me." Crystal tears dripped down.

After Mudan redeemed herself, she used her savings over the years to open this Changle Workshop. The business was good. In order to save money, she also learned some medical skills. She could heal minor illnesses by herself, and only invited a doctor for serious illnesses.

Peony looked at Mo Li's simple bun while sounding her pulse: "Mo Li, are you married?"

Mo Li had no choice but to nod against his will, and Peony said, "Are you feeling dizzy and sleepy these days? You'll feel sick even if you smell a little bit of a pungent smell."

Mo Li nodded suspiciously: "Yes, Mom, maybe the weather changed a few days ago and I caught a cold. That's why I always feel very heavy."

Mudan frowned and said, "Your husband is really a fool, why did you ask you to do such heavy labor when you were pregnant?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Mo Li's mind went blank, his face was stiff, and he asked cautiously, "Mother Peony, are you kidding me?"

Mo Li touched his flat belly and said, "You must have made a wrong diagnosis, you must have made a wrong diagnosis."

Xiao Ai took the Jinchuang ointment and said, "Here we come, here we come. The effect of this Jinchuang ointment is surprisingly good. It was given to me by a guest from the Tang Dynasty. After applying it, it feels cool and refreshing, and there is no scar." Xiao Ai showed off her ointment while going to treat Mo Li's wound, she lowered her head and didn't look at Mo Li's face.

(End of this chapter)