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The Maverick Consort - Chapter 155

Published at 7th of December 2021 11:06:19 AM


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"Without this bowl of medicine, eighth brother doesn't even know if he can recover." Princess Jianyou wiped his face and stood up with difficulty.

Mo Weinong immediately turned and walked towards her. Eighth Royal Brother? Eighth Prince?

That person who looked so similar to Prince Yan?

She couldn't help but to follow Princess Jianyou, and seeing him rubbing her knees, she guessed that she really did knock down just now.

Then she picked up the box and walked on.

Mo Weinong frowned, her footsteps becoming more gentle, she followed behind her.

It seemed like this was not the first time Princess Jianyou had come to such a remote place. She skillfully turned a corner, and then went deeper in a circle before finally pushing open a somewhat deserted courtyard door.

He crossed the courtyard and carefully avoided the rocks and pushed open the door.

As Mo Weinong followed behind her, the Princess Jianyou did not detect him at all.

"Eighth royal brother, I am sorry. On the way here, I accidentally knocked over the medicine bowl. Now, I only have half a bowl of medicine left." "No matter what, this is a prescription from the Supreme Hospital. You'll definitely get better if you drink some."

The moment Mo Weinong got close to the inner door, she heard the apologetic and cautious voice of the Princess Jianyou coming from inside.

Mo Weinong was a little surprised. In her impression of him, she was dignified, generous, and graceful. She was the empress's only daughter and had been cared for since she was young.

In the entire Great Xuan Country, there was no one who could make her speak in such a soft tone. What was rare was that in an environment like the palace, it was already surprising that she could develop a character that was neither arrogant nor impudent.

But now, to the person in front of her, she … Eighth Prince s who could be easily bullied by other princes, it was for the best.

Was it sympathy? Or was it something else?

Just as Mo Weinong was thinking this, the voice of the Eighth Prince, which was especially weak, came from inside, "Go away."

"Eighth royal brother, you are currently suffering from a cold and have a high fever. You are also injured. If you don't drink the medicine, you will lose your life."

"You don't need to pretend." Eighth Prince lied on the bed. His mind was in a mess, but his gaze towards Princess Jianyou was still cold. He didn't even want to look at his.

Princess Jianyou's eyebrows tightened. She looked at the food box in her hands and then looked at the Eighth Emperor's brother who had his back facing him, "You should get up and have a drink, okay? Even if you don't drink, if you want to eat something, just treat it as imperial sister begging you. Don't tell me you really don't want your own life? "

"Shut up. I'm afraid that you will poison my food. Take these with you. "Don't come again, it's none of your business whether I live or die, don't let me see you, once I see you, I will think of your vicious mother."

Eighth Prince did not even turn his head. It was as if he was really angry, his body was trembling, and his words were obviously weak and weak, but every word was piercing to the heart.

Princess Jianyou bit her lips, her face slightly pale, but she still said with a forced voice, "I've told you many times, Fangguo … It really wasn't my mother's fault. My mother was good to her. Even though she knew that she was an enemy spy on her, she still pleaded for mercy from royal father. She never wanted to harm her.

"I don't want to hear it. Go away."

"Eighth royal brother."

"Let's go."

The Princess Jianyou was shocked by his hoarse voice. She could vaguely hear the choked voice of the Eighth Prince, and was afraid that if she continued to stay here, it would make his mood worse, so she hurriedly got up and said, "Okay, then, then, then the royal sister will leave the medicine and food here first. You take your time to eat, don't use your life as a joke, don't you know?"

"I won't." Eighth Prince sneered.

Princess Jianyou pursed her lips. She still wanted to say something, but she stopped in her tracks. She got up and put the food box on an old chair to the side. Then, she turned around and walked out.

Mo Weinong anxiously hid herself, and waited quietly for her to leave.

However, when Princess Jianyou arrived at the door, she was still worried and turned around to warn them, "In the future, if you see Sixth Imperial Brother and the others again, you should hide more and try your best to not have any conflicts with them. If you can't avoid it, then just come to my palace, do you understand? "

The Eighth Prince ignored her with his back facing her and did not say a word.

Princess Jianyou sighed, and left with worry.

After she completely left the courtyard, Mo Weinong came out from around the corner and stood at the entrance, silently looking at the inside of the room.

This place was rather simple and crude. Other than the old bed, the only other things left in the room were a clean table and the chair with the food box.

Looking at the bedding on the bed, it was all soft and soft. It was a heaven and earth difference compared to the one she slept in in the empress's palace.

This kind of place, how could it be a place where a prince should stay? There wasn't even a single person by his side to serve him.

He was even more pitiful than the grandson Ye Xingcheng from a novel she had inadvertently read in her previous life, "Deceiving her son, the Ghost Doctor's mother."

Sigh, even if Eighth Prince's mother was a spy, he was still Emperor's flesh and blood.

Although her days in Marquis Mansion were not that easy when compared to the present, at least she had Lan Qin, a loyal girl by her side, and she was much better off than him.

Just as Mo Weinong was thinking, a sound came out from inside the house.

She looked up and saw Eighth Prince struggling to turn around. Without Princess Jianyou hiding beside the bed, Mo Weinong could see very clearly this time. Eighth Prince's face was indeed unusually flushed.

She frowned, only to see Eighth Prince extending his thin and weak hand, carefully opening the lid of the food box. He crawled up and took out the remaining half bowl of medicine from within.

He raised his head and gulped it down.

After putting the bowl back in the food box, he weakly fell back onto the bed. His voice was hoarse as he muttered, "I want to... Those who survive, I'm sure, must survive. "I'm not willing to die just like that. I'm not willing to die like that."

Mo Weinong looked at this scene in astonishment. She had thought that the Eighth Prince would flip the entire box with a temper due to the display of such hatred towards the Princess Jianyou.

He never thought that it would actually be like this … Endure.

The corner of Mo Weinong's mouth curled up unnaturally.

She suddenly realized that not only did she like Eighth Prince's eyes, she also liked his personality.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but walk into the room.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Eighth Prince who was weakly lying on the bed waiting to pass out suddenly became alert, and turned his head warily.

Seeing Mo Weinong who was walking straight towards the edge of the bed, his pupils slightly shrank, and very quickly, he remembered, "It's, it's you?"




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