stocking the prince to death

Chapter 68 It Was Obviously Not Like This Last Night

Mo Qishou stood beside Rong Cuiwei's bed, pulling his beard, "Grandfather, if you don't wake up again, I will finish pulling your beard."

Shuangliu stood by and laughed when he heard Mo Qi's words, "Your Highness, how could the Patriarch of the Rong family hear you?"

Mo Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "I just don't like this beard."

White flowers, looking bad.

But Shuangliu didn't think there was anything wrong, but looking at Mo Qi like this, she felt that she was a little more cute.

A little more fireworks.

She looked down at her toes.

"Sheng...er?" Rong Cuiwei on the bed opened his eyes at some point, and he stretched out a hand, as if wanting to see if she was real.

The corners of Mo Qi's mouth raised, "Grandfather!" She helped him up, and put a pillow behind his back for him to lean on.

"It's really you..." Rong Cuiwei's eyes were wet, "Sheng'er..."

"Well, I'm here." Mo Qi looked at Shuangliu with a smile, "Go and prepare some porridge."

"Yes, Your Highness."

A flash of envy flashed in Shuangliu's eyes, if she could also be cared for by His Royal Highness, she would be willing to let her die.

Mo Qi told Rong Cuiwei what had happened in the past few days, omitting Tianxuan Ling and her encounter with the killer.

"Grandfather, this is the Prince Regent's Mansion. You should stay well and recuperate from your wounds. Father doesn't dare to do anything to you."

"Hmm... good boy." He has gray hair, but his eyes are sharp. After listening to Mo Qi's words, although he is plain, how can he not know the danger hidden in these things?
"Thank you." He entered the palace to stop the emperor, but he did not expect to bring trouble to Mo Qi instead.

In fact, his body has almost recovered a long time ago, not only that, but he also felt that he seemed much younger and his bones were much stronger.

Mo Qi looked at his expression, and laughed inwardly, the elixir produced by Feng Jie is of course cured by the medicine!
"Oh——" Suddenly a figure flashed in, with blue clothes, fox eyes, and a terrified expression, "Oh, Your Highness, help—"

Mo Qi stopped him in time to prevent this man from bumping into Rong Cuiwei's bed.

The man hurriedly hid behind Mo Qi, "Oh——Ji Ruyue, you bitch, you really want to kill them all?"

puff!
Mo Qi laughed. In the whole world, how dare someone scold Ji Ruyue?
Ji Ruyue stepped into the room. He glanced at Mo Qi first, and then turned his attention to the man, "Shui Jingsheng, have you played enough?"

Shui Jingsheng's eyes widened, "You're going to kill me and you ask me if I've played enough?"

"Shui Jingsheng!" Ji Ruyue rubbed the center of her brows, looking at Shui Jingsheng's eyes became darker, "If you don't want to return to the secret sect to be your young master, please calm down for me."

"How could you treat me like this? You were obviously not like this last night." Shui Jingsheng cried, with a tear slipping from the corner of his eye.

Mo Qi pursed her lips, but her eyes were unusually bright.

No wonder Ji Ruyue looked so tired, it turned out that last night...

Stop it!

She looked at Shui Jingsheng, then at Ji Ruyue, oh my god, the emperor Gong and the beauty suffer!

Proper official match!

Shui Jingsheng was still crying: "Ji Ruyue, you little bitch, you don't recognize anyone when you get out of bed! You actually want to kill me! I'm dead! What's the point of me being alive?"

Get out of bed!

Mo Qi's eyes were shining brightly, "That... the couple quarreled at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed..."

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