The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Dr. Xiaoliang said to himself that it was over. He wished he could give himself two slaps to make you lose control of your mouth and talk nonsense.

After a while, Mo Xiao suddenly spoke. There was no anger in his voice, and he just said lightly: "She must be a very strong woman."

Although he was so afraid of hardship, he still held on and acted as if nothing had happened. So strong and stubborn, he is somewhat similar to Lu Jiuqing.

When Dr. Xiaoliang saw that Mo Xiao was not angry, he was relieved. After thinking about it, he whispered: "That girl is indeed very strong. Her husband is dead, and it is not easy to be alone with a child. But she is very strong." She is strong, and every time I consult her, she smiles and never complains."

When Mo Xiao heard that someone was still pregnant with a child, his heart trembled.

This couldn't tolerate him not thinking about Lu Jiuqing's current situation.

He looked at Dr. Xiaoliang intently and said in a daze: "I hope she can also meet a doctor like you to take care of her."

Doctor Xiaoliang was a little confused and didn't understand what Mo Xiao meant by this sentence, but Mo Xiao had no desire to continue talking and was helped out by Qiu Yue.

The carriage was ready, and there was a thick layer of soft cushions inside so that Mo Xiao could lie down comfortably. The driver of the car was specially selected to be as stable as possible so as not to injure Mo Xiao due to the bumps.

The carriage went all the way towards the palace.

Finally he stopped in front of the palace gate.

He was helped out of the carriage, and Qiuyue said softly: "I will order someone to inform the Queen and ask her to allow the carriage to enter the palace..."'

"No need," Mo Xiao said lightly, "I'll just walk in."

If he used the excuse of the queen to exercise some privileges, the emperor would probably feel uncomfortable and feel that he was overstepping his bounds. He might even think that his son was seriously ill in bed but he would not take him seriously, and even the queen would lose trust.

Qiuyue pursed her lips: "But your injury..."

"I'll be careful, it's okay."

So, with Qiuyue's support, Mo Xiao spent half an hour moving bit by bit to the entrance of the emperor's palace.

After waiting for a while, the queen came out and glanced at Mo Xiao, her eyes became a little red.

"What kind of disease do you have, and why are you so thin?"

The fact that Mo Xiao was stabbed by Chen Yuan was forbidden to be spread by Mo Xiao, so the Queen did not know the true cause of his illness.

Mo Xiao smiled and said comfortingly: "It's okay. He's getting better now. He'll be fat again if he keeps it up."

The queen was still a little distressed, but she also knew that now was not the time to talk about this, so she asked softly: "Why did you enter the palace at this time? Did something happen?"

Mo Xiao shook the fold in his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth: "I have a copy of the fold. I was so anxious that I brought it here for my father to make a decision."

The queen frowned and subconsciously wanted to ask, isn't the prince regent now? Why did this book get into Mo Xiao's hand?

But seeing Mo Xiao's appearance, the queen didn't ask any questions and went in with Mo Xiao.

The emperor had just woken up and was in good spirits. He couldn't help being stunned when he saw Mo Xiao who had just walked in.

"Why are you so sick?"

He looked even more haggard and thinner than the old man who had been in bed for many days.

Mo Xiao took two steps forward to kneel down and salute. The emperor waved his hands repeatedly: "Stop kneeling, just sit there. Why kneel when you are like this?"

Mo Xiao paused and said softly: "Thank you, Father."