"Come again!" Mo Kuangshen fell to the ground with his face, quickly stood up, wiped the blood from his nose, and continued to rush forward. After a while, he was like an indestructible cockroach, falling down and getting up again. Although he was wearing a tightly wrapped Hu costume, Tu Yufan estimated that his insides were swollen like dough, with blue and purple spots.
After repeating this several times, Mo Youchi finally became a little exhausted, and Mo Kuangshen found an opportunity to knock him to the ground. Then Mo Kuangshen took the opportunity to sit astride Mo Youchi and punch him in the face more than a dozen times.
He kept muttering, "Look how I beat you!"
"What are you doing? Someone, come! Pull the prince away!" Mo Junmao's brows were furrowed into a deep groove, and a look of shame appeared on his face.
It's so shameful! So stupid! How could I have such a stupid son!
Tu Yufan also heard Mo Kuangshen's mumbling and turned his head away, unable to bear to watch. This scene was really shocking to the eyes.
Chunchun killed 500 enemies and lost 3,000 of his own men.
Guan Nuannuan's face was also flushed under the veil.
The farce died down quickly. Although everyone at the scene looked as if nothing had happened, who knows how they were complaining in their hearts. After the day of the feast, the gossip that the youngest prince had beaten up the third prince in front of the envoys would probably spread throughout Huazhou.
Because the banquet was over, the prince was temporarily confined to the tent. Seeing Guan Nuannuan's absent-minded look, Tu Yufan asked his men to take her to see Mo Kuangshen.
Inside the tent, the imperial physician applied medicine to Mo Kuangshen, who cried out in pain.
Guan Nuannuan walked to the door and saw the prince's naked upper body, which was covered with bruises and ointments. She couldn't help but sigh.
"Your Highness, how is your health now?"
Mo Kuangshen found Guan Nuannuan standing at the door, and he quickly grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself in it in a panic.
"Your Highness, there is medicine on it and it cannot be covered." The imperial physician stepped forward to stop him.
Mo Kuangshen was slightly shy, loosened his grip on the quilt, buried his head in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice: "Nuannuan, I'm fine, it's just a superficial wound, I'll be fine after resting for a while."
"Don't do this again. I know you are venting your anger. This will only make His Majesty angry."
"Anyway, the emperor knows that I am a ridiculous person. As long as I don't step on his bottom line, he won't hold on to me, and I'm not afraid of losing face. But it's different for my third brother. He is very thin-skinned and very concerned about his face. I guess he won't dare to leave the house for a while." At the end, Mo Kuangshen's tone was a bit gloating.
Guan Nuannuan sighed secretly, you still talk about your third brother, but I'm afraid your third brother wants to kill you.
After saying a few words outside the station, Guan Nuannuan left and turned to meet Mo Youchi in another place. He looked even more miserable, with gauze wrapped around his face, but he could vaguely be seen from his sharp eyes.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I'm afraid the incident on that day was caused by me. Please don't blame him."
Mo Youchi looked at Guan Nuannuan with complicated eyes: "I'm sorry, Nuannuan, I didn't mean to hurt you, it's just——"
Guan Nuannuan raised her eyes slightly, and her voice was a little cold.
"I just didn't expect to meet the woman I truly love. It's natural for a man and a woman to love each other. Your Highness and I have not made an engagement. Even if we have, you are of noble status, and it is natural for a man to take a concubine. How dare I question it?"
When Mo Youchi saw her distant gaze, it felt like a huge rock had sunk into his heart, and he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
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