Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

"Do you dare to ask for it?" Sheng Qianmo looked at him coldly, and said coldly, "I don't care about how ridiculous you are, but if you dare to be presumptuous on my head, the war in northern Xinjiang is still unfinished." , this king can send you there to have fun."

As soon as he heard that Sheng Qianmo was going to send him to the battlefield to have fun, Sheng Lingyun was so frightened that he couldn't even hold his teacup, so he quickly clarified: "Fourth brother, don't be joking, I am not a marching and fighting material, don't worry No matter what, I will never set my mind on Fourth Brother."

Sheng Qianmo issued the expulsion order with a blank face, how could Cheng Lingyun dare to stay here any longer, and said many good things to Sheng Qianmo to show his innocence, and then left.

When Sheng Lingyun left, Sheng Qianmo twitched his eyebrows, and asked someone to invite the imperial physician to go to the bedroom, while he himself stayed in the bookstore and read the documents all night. Regarding the injury, the imperial doctor told the truth and left a bottle of ointment for him, "There are some places where it is inconvenient for the old man to offend, so I have to ask the prince to find a maid to apply the medicine to the girl."

Sheng Qianmo complied lightly, and after the imperial physician left, he stared at the ointment in his hand in silence for a long time, finally got up and left the bookstore.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, the lights inside were still on, but it was very quiet, as if no one was staying inside.

Cheng Qianmo closed the door and walked in. Behind the screen, Shu Nuan was sitting on the couch, with her legs half-bent, her hands holding her legs, her snow-white toes stepping on the soft bedding, curled up every now and then.

She had been changed into clean pajamas, but it could be seen that in just a few days, the little guy had lost a lot of weight, his head was lowered, and he was about to bury his face in his knees.

Hearing the low and familiar footsteps walking into the screen, Shu Nuan finally slowly raised his head, opened his eyes and looked at Sheng Qianmo, his eyes were filled with water, short of breath, silently Looking at him, the eye sockets slowly turned red, such beautiful peach blossom eyes, soon became teary, staring at him moistly, before he came over, tears rolled down Falling.

Wet the mole of tears, wet the little face.

The paper-white mouth trembled slightly, but she clenched her lips tightly and did not cry out.

Cheng Qianmo frowned, and strode over, "What's wrong?"

He thought she was not feeling well, so he cried in pain.

But Shu Nuan still didn't speak, just hugged his legs, raised his head and sobbed, looked at the man who walked over, with tears all over his face, and the tears in his eyes kept falling.

Such silent grievances and anxiety filled Shunuan's whole body.

She didn't speak, but Cheng Qianmo could feel it clearly.

"Don't cry, does it hurt somewhere?" Sheng Qianmo had never seen Shu Nuan cry so sadly and silently, and she didn't know how much she had suffered.

He came to the bed, lifted her little face to wipe her tears, but after wiping her tears for a while, her tears fell more violently, and the next moment, she finally couldn't help crying and threw herself into his arms, her little hands trembling. Holding his waist, tears soon wet his clothes.

Obviously in severe pain, but still hug him so hard, for fear of losing him.

Seeing this, Sheng Qianmo seemed to understand what she was afraid of.

Cheng Qianmo lowered his head, rubbed the little girl's hair, and finally said in a softer voice, "Okay, don't cry, this king didn't want to send you away."