Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 125 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (32)

"Then take care of him. Find whatever you need. Make sure to heal him for me."

"Yes, I'll prepare it right away. In addition, this is a bottle of top-quality medicine. Your Highness can apply it to his wounds. It will effectively relieve the pain." Doctor Su placed the white porcelain bottle on the bed, then turned and left the bedroom.

Seeing him staring at her in a trance, Tang Cuo sneered inwardly: Why are you pretending to be affectionate now? Ugh, you scumbag.

Mu Hanqing raised her hand to smooth his frown, then turned around, picked up the scissors on the table beside her, and carefully cut open his clothes.

Dried blood clung to the wounds, holding them together.

Mu Hanqing pulled the cut clothes off his body and threw them on the ground.

The fair skin was covered with old and new scars, which looked extremely horrifying. Mu Hanqing picked up the white handkerchief at hand, washed it in warm water, and then gently wiped his skin.

The bright red blood stains the clear water in the basin red. After Mu Hanqing wiped Tang Cuo's body clean, he picked up the golden wound medicine beside the bed and carefully applied it on his wound.

Then, he took the gauze and wrapped it around his chest.

After everything was done, Mu Hanqing raised his hand and brought the basin to the table beside him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Cuo in front of him. His face was pale without a trace of blood. He lay quietly on the bed like a broken porcelain doll.

Mu Hanqing knelt on the bed with one leg, then leaned over and kissed his neck, leaving a red mark.

A tingling sensation filled Tang Cuo's senses, and he resisted the urge to slap him in the face.

After a long time, Mu Hanqing stood up, put his robe on Tang Cuo, turned around and walked out.

At the door, Rongcuo stood aside with his head down, "Your Majesty, I have passed on the message as you instructed."

"Well, find a few skilled secret guards to surround this place. No one except me is allowed to step in here." Mu Hanqing's tone returned to its usual coldness.

"What if Mr. Tang wants to come out?"

"Without my order, he can't leave here." Mu Hanqing's eyes were cold. For some reason, whenever she thought about Tang Cuo leaving her, an unknown feeling of paranoia would surge in her heart.

"Yes, I understand." Rongcuo turned around and followed him.

"By the way, Rongcuo, please prepare a betrothal gift for me according to royal etiquette in the next few days and take it to the Huainan Palace. I want to propose to him in person." Mu Hanqing clenched her fingers slightly.

"I will prepare it right away." Rong Cuo nodded silently, "Then where will the prince stay tonight? The master bedroom is reserved for Miss Guan. Do you want me to tell the servants to prepare a side room?"

"No need, I'll come back here tonight." After saying that, Mu Hanqing raised his foot and left the side courtyard.

At the same time, Qingdai stood beside Guan Shang's bed and reported to her the news she had obtained.

"Are you serious? Did the prince really beat that little slut for me personally?" Guan Shang's face was filled with joy that was difficult to conceal.

"That's right, Miss. I heard that the prince was very cruel and showed no mercy at all." Qingdai nodded.

"It's worth all the effort I put into arranging this drama, but it's a pity that I didn't kill him directly." Guan Shang raised his hand and knocked on the side of the bed, but because he knocked too hard, he accidentally pulled the wound.

"hiss."

"Miss, don't get excited. I have another good news to tell you. I heard that the prince is already preparing the betrothal gifts and will soon go to your father to propose marriage in person."

"Really?" Guan Shang's eyes widened in surprise. "If I had known this would happen, I should have done this earlier. I wasted a lot of my time." Her tone was mixed with joy.

"But no matter what, this is a pleasant surprise."

Mu Hanqing stayed in the study room all afternoon. He looked at the imperial edict in front of him and couldn't help but frowned. "This Xiao Chengyu has been provoking me again and again. Is he really not afraid that I will kill him?"

"I wonder what's written in the imperial edict that makes His Majesty so worried?" Rongcuo said calmly.

"He wants to take this opportunity to throw Tang Cuo to the Dali Temple for interrogation. The reason he gave is that he would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go. Ha, he dares to do that?"

"The Left Prime Minister's plan is simply because the prince has long used poor health as an excuse to shirk his responsibilities in the Puyang Dynasty, so he is forcing you." Rongcuo put forward his own opinion.

"I wanted to leave them alone for a few more days, but since that's the case... let's just do everything as usual tomorrow." Mu Hanqing rubbed his brows tiredly.

As night fell, Tangcuo felt a little tired and fell asleep unknowingly.

Mu Hanqing opened the door carefully, then walked closer to him. Looking at the person on the bed breathing evenly, he leaned over, gently picked up Tang Cuo, and moved a few inches inside.

Mu Hanqing took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body, and then lay down beside him.

He took the pillow from under Tangcuo's head and threw it on the ground beside him. He stretched out an arm and placed it under his head. Then he used his other hand to avoid the wound on his body and directly brought him into his territory.

The unique fragrance of Tang Cuo filled Mu Hanqing's nostrils, and he couldn't help but greedily inhale a few times, "Acuo..."

Mu Hanqing hugged Tang Cuo to sleep, and he seemed to sleep well that night.

The next morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Tang Cuo's fluttering eyelashes. Mu Hanqing smiled slightly, then supported her hands on his body, leaned down, and kissed his eyes.

After a long time, he got up and dressed, then looked back in the direction of Tang Cuo and left the bedroom on his own.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tang Cuo slowly opened his tightly closed eyes. A complex look flashed across his eyes, and then he supported his body and leaned on the bed behind him.

"Xiao Ye, I don't quite understand him. He doesn't want to give up his power, and he doesn't want to lose his lover. Where in the world can you have the best of both worlds?"

[What does the host want to do?]

"I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go out for a walk..." Tang Cuo pursed his lips.

[Of course you can, but you have to wait until the host's injuries are better.]

"Xiao Ye, how much of Mu Hanqing's madness index do you think has been revealed?" Tang Cuo asked.

[System detection, the attacker's madness index shows 67%.]

"Only 67 percent? I feel like if I continue like this, I'm going to fail." Tang Cuo sighed: Why is this mission so difficult?

"Xiao Ye, how about I push him a little bit?"

[As long as the host is happy, Xiaoye will protect your life and safety in real time and shield you from the maximum pain.]

"Okay, let's do it." Tang Cuo's mouth curled up into a smile.