Chapter 0004 – Second Marriage to a Broken-Sleeved Prince (1 / 2)

“Someone come, send madam to her room.” After supporting everyone away, Mo Song sat heavily in front of Mo Shaohua.

Mo Shaohua owed her body and looked at Mo Song’s serious face, “Father, my daughter has grown up.”

It’s time to know the truth too.

“Yes, when father carried you here, you were only five months old, now you have grown into a big girl.” Mo Song caresses Mo Shaohua’s face and looks at her deeply, as if looking through a long river of time and space at another familiar face.

Love, longing, and pain are intertwined in one ball.

Mo Song pulled her, picking the lamp to have cried and laughed about the night.

Mo Shaohua roughly understood it as well.

The original owner’s birth mother was once the county princess of Jin, and Mo Song grew up as childhood sweethearts. And the two promised to be together for life. Unexpectedly, the father of the original master took his love.

Later, when the time was in turmoil, Mo Song led the troops and the original father to meet each other on the battlefield. The princess could not bear to see people suffer, so she voluntarily married the original owner’s father in the form of a peace marriage. Since then, the border for many years without war, but the guilt of Mo Song’s princess in the birth of the original master soon after the death.

Knowing that he owed the county princess, the original father relented and let the almost insane Mo Song bring the original owner back to the general’s residence to raise her.

That raising was sixteen years.

“Shaohua, it’s father who’s sorry for you and your mother.”

Mo Song, who has experienced half a life and seen too many partings of life and death, still managed to redden his eyes when mentioning the original owner’s birth mother, which can be seen as the

How much I love her.

It turns out that all the favor is all about love. Unexpectedly, Mo Song is still a kind of infatuation.

“Father, don’t say that, I believe that Mother will also be happy in heaven’s spirit to see that Father loves his daughter so much.” Mo Shaohua wasn’t very used to comforting people.

Seeing that Mo Song was still devastated, he intentionally brushed aside the topic, “Father, then who exactly is my daughter’s real father?”

Mo Song immediately became gnashing his teeth and said indignantly, “He is the current King of South Vietnam.”

Mo Shaohua’s eyes lit up, the King of South Vietnam was the head of a country, he must be very rich.

Mo Song’s next sentence made Mo Shaohua happier: “The news that you were withdrawn from the marriage somehow reached the ears of the King of South Vietnam, and according to the scouts who came to report, he has already rushed from South Vietnam in a great hurry and is afraid that he will have to go into the capital to face the saint in a few days.”

The little calculations in his mind were tinkled.

A goodbye of sixteen years, the king of South Vietnam how to say also have to give the original owner some valuable exotic treasures as a meeting gift.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that she had lost her East Sea Night Pearl and had hitched a ride on a parcel of treasure. A faint sadness surged to her heart.

Sighing softly, he mentally proceeded to curse the snake charmer!

Far away from the Fourth King’s Mansion, the man sneezed without warning. He put down the night pearl and pulled a reddish purple python robe over his body. It was only early fall, how could he have gotten wind chill?

The following week.

Because of Mo Song’s shelter, Mo Shaohua was at peace with herself as a lady of the house. She was not affected in the least by the gossip that she was a poor abandoned woman.

Every day, he routinely searched for the original owner’s thrifty treasures, and naturally, he didn’t forget to ask the boy to go buy some medicine-refining items for himself.

At midday, Mo Shaohua sat in the small courtyard, gnawing on ginseng and other precious ingredients as if they were radishes, while constantly adding herbs to the boiling pot of medicine.

This body is really too weak, not to mention malnourished and flat. Although her face was still exquisite, compared to the twenty-first century Mo Shaohua, she was really haggard and colorless. She had to find a way to make up for it.

“Eldest Miss, it’s not good.” Xiao Ning hurried over carrying a food box. It was fortunate that Mo Shaohua gave her daily needles so that she could be alive and well so quickly.

“What happened?” Mo Shaohua wiped her mouth after swallowing the last mouthful of ginseng, “Was there not enough money to buy the herbs, or was the money exchanged after pawning the stuff intercepted halfway by Zhao Xue Rong again?”

Mo Shaohua didn’t realize that money was so poorly spent.