Chapter 11 The Unloved Daughter and the Romantic Prince



"But we're about to miss the auspicious time. If I try to persuade you, will you listen?"

"Of course..." No!

Everyone in Shangjing knows that he hates being restricted by others. Not to mention being persuaded with kind words, he may not believe it even if someone kneels down and begs him.

Tang Wan looked at his expression and knew that he was wavering.

She threw herself into his arms, her voice softening a bit: "Husband, I was wrong. I will never do this again next time. Please forgive me, considering that I have admired you for a long time."

Mo Tingzhu keenly caught the word "admiration" and his heart moved.

Throughout the capital, anyone who saw him would be like a mouse seeing a cat, without even having time to hide.

After all, he really did nothing and was so dissolute that it gave his mother a headache.

He also loved to play pranks on people. Many little girls were bullied by him and cried when they were young.

But now she says that she admires me, how is that possible? !

It is also possible that they did it to please him. After all, those people said all kinds of nice things to please him.

Maybe she is just one of them.

He laughed at himself and said, "If you don't want to marry me, I can set you free."

For her sake, and for the sake of my own life.

Tang Wan stood on tiptoe and gently kissed him on the lips with her plump lips. After doing all this, her cheeks flushed and her whole body looked like a ripe peach, sweet and fragrant.

Mo Tingzhu was stunned for a moment.

My face felt like it was burning.

I swear to God, although he liked to play a little, for so many years, he just went there to listen to music and never let those vulgar women get close to him, let alone kiss him, he never even hugged him.

He recalled the soft touch and the sweet and sticky scent, and his blood and energy flowed downwards uncontrollably.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Tang Wan hooked her arms around his neck again and kissed his slightly cold lips.

The answer is already obvious. If you continue to endure it, you are not a man!

He picked her up, walked a few steps to the bed, put her down, then leaned over and pressed down hard.

............

"It hurts, don't you think?" She bit his shoulder with tears in her eyes.

Mo Tingzhu was stubborn and said, "Who said I can't do it? I can do it, very well."

He was also anxious, fearing that he would be looked down upon.

Tang Wan thought that he was infertile and could not do anything, so her eyes were dull.

It’s over, what’s the point of giving birth? Let’s pack up and find someone else.

Fortunately, Mo Tingzhu was just a little inexperienced and quickly regained his composure and started to whisper in her ear.

Her neck smelled very fragrant. Mo Tingzhu licked it with the tip of his tongue, and she soon began to tremble uncontrollably.

Pushing away the head buried in his neck: "Itchy..."

"Princess, you smell so good."

I really want to swallow it.

“Wuwu…”

..............

When Tang Wan woke up the next day, she saw Mo Tingzhu still lying beside her, not yet awake.

When he was asleep, his face was a little cold and he looked not to be messed with.

However, he was too presumptuous last night, and her legs are still weak.

Fortunately, she is in good health. After all, she grew up in the countryside and has a strong body.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would probably sleep until the afternoon.

She estimated that it was still a little while before noon, so she got up and washed up briefly.

She now has two maids who came with her as a dowry, one is Chunzhi and the other is Ling'er. They were both bought by her and are not from the Tang family.

Their contracts of selling themselves are in my hands, so it is easier for me to use them. I have a hold on their vital points, so it is difficult for them to betray me.

She asked Ling'er to comb her hair into a simple bun and changed into a brighter casual dress. She was too beautiful, so she didn't wear any flowers on her forehead and just went out with her face bare.

She woke up Mo Tingzhu again. Mo Tingzhu usually slept until three in the afternoon and rarely got up so early.

No one dared to call him.

He was about to get angry, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the smiling beauty looking at him tenderly with a pair of wet eyes.

I can't get angry at all.

Mo Tingzhu only needed to tidy himself up. It didn't take long to tie his hair. He was done quickly and walked towards the main hall.

A soft little hand held his big hand. He didn't say anything, but just held it tightly and slowed down his pace.

Tang Wan knew that after yesterday and today, she had a general idea of ​​how to deal with him, and she felt happy.

Who would have thought that the seemingly romantic young prince could walk through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single leaf on him?

Even more immature than her.

Mo Tingzhu walked quite fast, and Tang Wan was restrained by her dress, so no matter how fast she walked, she could not keep up with him.

She could only act coquettishly: "My Lord, my legs hurt. Can you walk slower?"

"Why do your legs hurt..."

He suddenly seemed to remember something, slapped his head, and his face flushed slightly: "Okay, I'll help you walk."

"Well, thank you for your consideration, Your Highness."

Little Lajiao is quite delicate. Why wasn’t he so well behaved when I chopped him with a kitchen knife yesterday?

Mo's mother had been waiting anxiously in the main hall. She knew that her daughter-in-law must have put in a lot of effort to bring her son back yesterday.

No one knows a child better than his mother. She was really worried that the brat would sneak out, and then everyone would be embarrassed.

Mo Yunhua, Mo Tingzhu's aunt, saw that the two had not arrived yet and could not help but sneer, "Sister-in-law, I think this palace will be defeated by Ting'er sooner or later. It's the day of the wedding to pay respects, and you are still late."

When Mo's mother heard her speak, she was so angry that she couldn't stop breathing.

Mo Yunhua is not the old prince's biological sister, but was entrusted to the old prince by her comrades. She moved into the Mo prince's mansion when she was less than ten years old and grew up with the old prince Mo.

So she had long regarded the palace as her own, and was just waiting to marry the prince after she came of age.

Unexpectedly, she showed up out of nowhere and snatched her position as princess. From then on, she hated her.

Moreover, because of her status, she cannot be jealous, cannot be envious, and cannot make sarcastic remarks.

Otherwise, you will be considered intolerant.

Every time she makes me angry, I feel heartbroken, but there is nothing I can do and I can only endure it.

"Here he comes, the prince is here!"

Mo's mother's eyes lit up, and she saw a man and a woman walking in from the main entrance.

The man is tall and the woman is petite. They are a perfect match made in heaven and a pleasure to look at.

The maid next to her quickly brought the tea over.

Tang Wan took the tea and bowed, "Mother, how are you? Have some tea."

"Good boy, good boy, take this bracelet."

The smile on Mo's mother's face could not be hidden. She happily took off the bracelet on her hand and put it on Tang Wan's hand instead.

Tang Wan didn't refuse, but just said softly, "Thank you, mother."

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