Chapter 141 The night is black & a certain master is unlucky 2

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Qu Tan'er was not interested in figuring out the truth.

She couldn't help turning her head and glanced at Mo Liancheng who was unconscious behind her.

Just a glance, involuntarily, a moment of loss of control...

Under the dim candlelight, Mo Liancheng's facial features are like the most exquisite work of art in the world.

In the dimness, his handsome face is so beautiful that she doesn't want to remove her eyes for a moment.

"Deadly evildoer, if you were born in the 21st century, you will surely be so popular, otherwise, someday if I can really go back, how about taking you with me? Pack you as a star, then I won't have to worry for the rest of my life, ha ha... ...It's great to sit and count money." Qu Tan'er looked yearning and imagined the happy situation of counting money. 

It's a pity...

Imagination is after all imagination, and it is unlikely to become reality.

She couldn't go back by herself, so how could she abduct a living person back?

Then...

 The sky finally lit up. It was dawn.

Qu Tan'er stayed sleepless all night! 

She thought about the matter deeply - Mo Liancheng really seems extraordinary and invincible, isn't this just a bit of a sword injury? Why is he so weak due to such small injury? He was also running a high fever now.

She went to wipe his forehead with wine from time to time...

Knock!

"Master, are you there?" Yu Hao eagerly shouted outside the door.

Creak!

Qu Tan'er, who was sitting on a chair with her chin resting on her hand,  just wanted to sleep, because of the sound outside the door, she suddenly woke up. Her first reaction was to look back at the person collapsed on the bed, and then turn back to scan the doorway.

Qu Tan'er opened the door and stretched her head out: "Yes, come in." 

When Yu Hao saw Qu Tan'er come out from the inside, he was obviously stunned, but still didn't say anything, and quickly walked into the room. From Yu Hao's slightly wrinkled clothes, he looked like he had just returned. He took out a bottle from his sleeves, opened it, and put it under Mo Liancheng's nose for a while.

Qu Tan'er was stunned, and asked: "What are you doing?"

"The master is lost in the soul|scent."

"..." No wonder.

Qu Tan'er finally understood why Mo Liancheng tormented her all night, but did not wake up. Not because of the sword wound outside, no matter how deep it is, it will not make people go into a coma for too long.

Not long after, Mo Liancheng woke up quietly and opened his eyes. When he saw Qu Tan'er, his eyes were also surprised.

"Master, the subordinates just came back after looking for an antidote. It's the princess...it seems like the princess saved you." Yu Hao glanced at the situation in the room and got a general idea.

"Did you save this prince?" Mo Liancheng got up and leaned slightly against the bedpost, staring at Qu Tan'er closely.

Qu Tan'er curled her lips slightly in a smile, and said tiredly: "Yes, otherwise who did you think was serving you last night? Nevermind, if you are okay now, I'll go back to rest. I'm really tired..."

"Subordinate is grateful to Wangfei." Yu Hao said with his head down slightly.

"No need, I would have done the same for anyone..." Qu Tan'er said indifferently. But, thought quietly, will she really save another person like this? She was not sure.

"Oh, is it?" Mo Liancheng said quietly, but his eyes flickered slightly in the depths.

"Well, it will probably be."

"You took off my clothes?"

"Yes." Huh? Does this man want her to be responsible for something?

"Did you apply medicine on the wound on my body?"

"Yeah." He... Was he suspecting her again? Otherwise, why would he ask so clearly?

"What did you see last night?"

"I didn't see anything. Really, I promise I will never tell anyone what happened last night. My mouth is tightly shut. You can rest assured. After all, I also saved you. Didn't I? What do you want to do?" Qu Tanner's eyebrows twitched, was he really doubting her intentions?

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