The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 95 Leave
Mo Tianlan grabbed Meng Ruya's hand with her backhand, and her strength was a little tight, which made Meng Ruya frown slightly.

Mo Tianlan was originally born well, but at the moment she looked a little flustered and anxious, her nobile jewelry collided back and forth, making ear-piercing noises, and her face had a ferocious expression, covering up the only beauty she had.

Mo Tianlan held Meng Ruya's hand, her nails even left red marks on Meng Ruya's hand, Mo Tianlan spoke anxiously.

"Don't worry, how can I rest assured? The Crown Princess made a marriage contract with Mo Qingcheng because of her so-called high fortune. Now that Mo Qingcheng is sober, if she escapes this catastrophe again, there is no guarantee that the Crown Princess will not regret it."

"At that time, we still have no reason to refuse and stop this engagement."

"Auntie, I really don't know what to do now. I like His Royal Highness the Emperor so much. If I let him marry Mo Qingcheng, I really can't accept it."

Since she was a child, Mo Qingcheng was like a shadow, inserted between her and His Royal Highness, Mo Tianlan has been disgusted for so many years, and now she can no longer tolerate it, Di Zihang and Mo Qingcheng are together, even for a little bit Even Mo Tianlan couldn't accept the possibility.

"Let go."

Meng Ruya withdrew her hand, looked at the mark on it, frowned and spoke.

"Tian Lan, if you don't want His Royal Highness to be with Mo Qingcheng, what you should do now is to hold His Highness firmly. The only person who can change the attitude of the Crown Princess is His Royal Highness." , and the person the Crown Princess cares about is His Royal Highness, so if you captured His Royal Highness, what are you afraid of?"

Hearing this, Mo Tianlan's eyes lit up. Yes, for so many years, His Royal Highness the Emperor's grandson has always been kind to her, but now he is even more gentle. His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun didn't care.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was scheming and preparing for Mo Qingcheng's end.

And that night, when Mo Qingcheng went to check Yunzheng's body, Butler Mo took Mo Qingcheng into the yard in Qingdao and spoke lightly.

"Miss Mo, I'm sorry, I can't let you heal the young master. The family has issued an order to take the young master back."

Hearing this, Mo Qingcheng said in her heart that it was impossible not to be hit. The blow that Butler Mo gave her made Mo Qingcheng even more sad than the tragedy at the door.

"Butler Mo, don't you believe in my medical skills?"

Butler Mo shook his head, looked at Mo Qingcheng, and spoke slowly.

"I have never doubted Miss Mo's medical skills, but I am just a servant, and I can only obey the family's orders. Now, I can only feel sorry for Miss Mo."

At this moment, Yunzheng turned the wheelchair and walked out. Butler Mo hurried to thousands, for fear that Yunzheng would be hurt a little.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Yun Zheng, and wanted to show a smile on his face, but he still didn't.

Yun Zheng looked at Butler Mo and spoke in a deep voice.

"I believe in Mo Qingcheng, I want her to heal me, that's what I mean."

With a small body and an immature voice, he pretended to be mature and said it, but the belief and approval in the words moved Mo Qingcheng the most.

However, Mo Qingcheng also knew that through the speed with which Butler Mo built the house and the generosity of his purchases, Mo Qingcheng knew that Yun Zheng was not a child of ordinary people. He was raised so noble at the age of seven, and he was not born with money. Very smart, with a high IQ.

Otherwise, Yun Zheng wouldn't have given up after getting leukemia, which was a terminal illness in ancient times.

(End of this chapter)