How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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He sent his servants back again.
　　The little girl's hands were still cold, and she didn't say anything when she held them in her hands. She looked pitiful with her head down.
　　Jiang Wu's heart was extremely soft.
　　"You..." She didn't know where to start, "You rescued Nian Yin, will they make things difficult for you?"
　　After Nian Yin came back that day, she secretly told Jiang Wu about Mingzhu. She was crying and talking because of worry and fear.
　　Jiang Wu naturally couldn't tell Chu Ling about the relationship between Mingzhu and Chu Ling. Now that he finally saw Mingzhu, he could finally ask clearly.
　　Mingzhu shook her head.
　　She was somewhat grateful that she had saved Chu Nianyin that day.
　　After all, she is his...sister? The subtle emotions in Mingzhu's heart quickly disappeared when she thought of Chu Ling.
　　No, that's the dog official's daughter.
　　"That's good." Although Jiang Wu couldn't feel relieved right away, at least she appeared here properly, and she wanted to check the injuries Mingzhu suffered last time.
　　The originally obedient Mingzhu finally responded: "It's okay, Madam..." She quickly stood up and avoided Jiang Wu's hand, "It's much better."
　　Jiang Wu's hand still stayed in mid-air, because of her refusal. And there is a dilemma. She was indeed worried, but since Mingzhu was unwilling, she had no reason to persist.
　　"Then..." Jiang Wu hesitated and took back his hand, "Remember to apply the medicine I gave you."
　　Before she took her hand back, Mingzhu sat back again: "I can't reach it. If If it's not too much trouble, please ask Madam to take a look."
　　Now that she knows that she is his mother, Mingzhu can't bear to see her look disappointed.
　　"What's the trouble? I don't know how to thank you."
　　Mingzhu smiled again when she saw her mother as she wished. She deliberately ignored the mention of Chu Nianyin's thanks again and silently turned her back. past.
　　Jiang Wu was behind her, taking off her clothes gently. The last time was at night, so she couldn't see clearly. Now with the sunlight, she could clearly see the criss-crossing traces on the girl's back, and the injuries left last time What came down was even more obvious lying there.
　　Although it is not as festering as last time, the traces have not been significantly reduced, which is particularly dazzling to look at.
　　"How could this happen?" Jiang Wu felt distressed and couldn't believe it. "Mingzhu, didn't you take any medicine?"
　　Mingzhu thought about the medicine bottles she only used to count every day: "I also used them... Yes, but because it's not convenient..." She hesitated and didn't finish.
　　Jiang Wu didn't know what to say for a moment. It was really inconvenient for Mo Yangzhou to be alone in Mingzhu's house, so he should go see a doctor.
　　She and Nian Yin were obviously just children, but they had to go through so much.
　　"Wait a minute," Jiang Wu suppressed the sourness in his heart, "I'll give you some medicine."
　　After saying that, he went to rummage through the cabinet.
　　The room was quiet, and Mingzhu could feel her mother's fingertips touching her skin.
　　She looked slightly to one side, and the figures of the two of them were being illuminated by the sunlight on the window lattice on one side. She seemed to be able to see her mother's worried and distressed eyes and focused expression.
　　"I am your daughter."
　　This sentence was on Mingzhu's lips. It was obviously a very simple thing to say, but she couldn't say it.
　　She didn't know her daughter was already so sad. If she said it, she would definitely cry, right?
　　Mom...cries easily.
　　"It's not enough to apply medicine just once to your injury." After Jiang Wu finished applying the medicine, he was still worried, "If you find it inconvenient, I will change it for you later, okay?"
　　Mingzhu stopped dressing. Stopping, she raised her eyes and saw her mother looking at her carefully.
　　"Then shall I wait for you in the house?"
　　Hearing Mingzhu ask this, Jiang Wu turned his eyes away unconsciously.
　　She is still grateful and unable to let go of Mingzhu, but she cannot use the same mentality to face Mo Yangzhou who approaches her with ulterior motives.
　　"How about I find a place? It's not the Prime Minister's Mansion, nor your home."
　　That's not her home, it's her mother's home, it's their home. Has mother given up on father completely? Has she decided to stay with Doguan?
　　But Mingzhu couldn't ask these questions. She thought that her father, who had also not relaxed at home recently, didn't speak for him after all.
　　"good."
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