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

Inside the house, there was a clear smell of alcohol.

"Tan'er, I'm fine." Mo Liancheng lay on the bed, comforting him softly.

Qu Tan'er pursed her mouth, held his big hand tightly, and complained in a low voice: "Who told you to drink so much wine? Are you dying? Knowing that you will be assassinated every now and then, how dare you drink so much?" You are so drunk, I will ignore you next time."

Even close to Mo Liancheng's body, one could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body.

Also, the delicate jade cheeks and the roots of the ears all smelled of alcohol, they were red, and they had an extraordinarily delicate and beautiful appearance.

It's just that this situation made her not in the mood to appreciate it.

"Okay, there will be no next time." Mo Liancheng held her little hand back, "Tan'er, help me get up."

"En." Qu Tan'er carefully helped Mo Liancheng sit up, and borrowed another shoulder for him to lean on.

Taking advantage of the two approaching, Mo Liancheng suddenly asked softly in his ear: "Tan'er, are you angry with me?"

"..." Qu Tan'er turned his back on the others and gave him a warning look.Although angry, but not worried.She was angry because he hurt herself with such a bad move.And she didn't want to see him hurt.

Although the conversation between the two was quiet, it was enough for the people in the room to hear clearly.

Especially Qu Tan'er's sentence just now often encounters assassination... It seems to be explaining something, and it seems to be reminding something.

Hearing this, the emperor's expression turned even worse, and he glared at Mo Yihuai who was kneeling beside him.

"Father, my son didn't do it on purpose! The situation was dangerous at that time, and the eighth prince who was accidentally injured..."

Mo Yihuai eagerly defended himself, a little nervous, and his face was extremely ugly.

Today, the Water Feast seemed to be a good time to assassinate Mo Liancheng, but it was a trap, waiting for him to come in.At the beginning, he also suspected that it might be a trap, but he sent someone to check on it a few days ago, but there was no abnormality, and finally decided to do it on the last day of the Flowing Water Banquet, but he did not expect that the emperor would come to the Eighth Prince's Mansion in person.

The arrangement for the assassination is on the line.

Between retreating and continuing to assassinate, Mo Yihuai chose to take a risk.

Unexpectedly...

At this time, Chinuyama also knelt aside, and said nervously: "Your Highness really drank too much. He went out to talk about getting some air, and accidentally ran into someone who wanted to kill the Eighth Prince. He must have stepped forward to save the talent out of desperation." I will accidentally hurt the Eighth Prince, please forgive me..."

Drunk accidental injury?Another one with the intention of saving lives?Pretty good excuse.

Qu Tan'er curled her lips, "His Royal Highness, your fate is really great."

"Tan'er, what do you say?" Mo Liancheng asked in a puzzled manner.

"My lord, according to what I just witnessed, there are more than a dozen top killers besieging you together, even Yu Hao can't rush forward to save you, and His Royal Highness...could the martial arts be better than Yu Hao? Not only did he rush to your side, but he also escaped unscathed, what is it if it’s not fate?”

"Huh? Thinking about it...it's quite lucky."

Mo Liancheng nodded and smiled.

Can rush to his side all at once, but didn't let the killer kill him instantly?

As for whether it is fate or not, everyone knows it well.

That's because the killer was originally arranged by Mo Yihuai.

The emperor glanced at Mo Liancheng complicatedly, then glanced coldly at Mo Yihuai, and said in a solemn voice: "Come here, take the prince into the prison. We will try again at another day."

"Father! My son is innocent!" Mo Yihuai was shocked.