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The beating nerves could be clearly seen on the young prince's fair face, like a caterpillar crawling under the delicate white skin.

Gentle shifted her eyes to other places, as if she didn't see that murderous gaze.

"Does your aunt know your plan?" The little prince asked Wen Rou, but Wen Wen shook his head and said, "She doesn't know, and she doesn't need to know."

"Are you afraid that he will blame you if he finds out? If he ruins his career path, he may become a mediocre county magistrate in the future. I want to have a great day."

"I'd rather she be like this."

"You are such a cruel woman. Maybe your husband-in-law thinks that one day he will become famous, marry three wives and four concubines, and he will not let the fame and wealth be like flowers and beauties. Which man is not." The little prince stretched his body, like soft flesh without bones. , collapsed on the chair.

"She dares!"

"Cast him? Or use your ancestral medicine to make him unable to stand up for the rest of his life?" At this moment, the little prince suddenly got excited, sat up straight, his curious face approached tenderly, and his eyes sparkled.

Gentle pushed away this white and well-maintained face, and said: "This trick can only deal with those men who are unlucky. Smart is not a man, so what's the use."

"I'm so disappointed. I thought there would be another person who could go to the eunuch without eunuching. I didn't expect that your son is not a man... what, not a man!" The little prince jumped up from his slumped body, surprised looked gentle.

Gentle expected his reaction, and nodded with a smile.

"Have you got that?" The little prince gestured to his chest with the two turbulent women's things, looked at Gentle and nodded, then pointed to his lower body, between his legs, and said, "Have you got this?"

Gentle still nodded.

"Then the Mo family has lost all children and grandchildren!" The little prince's face suddenly turned ashen, and the last bit of popularity faded from his fair face in an instant, so pale that no blood could be seen.

Rourou stretched out her finger, pointed with a straight finger, then shook her head and said: "If her clever father is willing to have another one, maybe there will be a descendant."

"Oh my god, this king actually did such an outrageous thing!" The little prince squatted down, crying with his head in his arms.The white back trembled violently, it didn't look like a fake sadness, but it was really unable to suppress the painful emotions.

"Come on, tell sister, what did you do to the Mo family? Be good, don't cry." Grasping the skirt of the skirt, she knelt down in front of him and said softly.

When she raised her head, tears were washing that face, forcing a man's face to reveal the beauty of pear blossoms and rain.

Eyeballs flooded with tears looked forward to Wenrou pitifully, Wenrou took the little prince's sleeve and asked him to wipe his tears with his own sleeve.

The little prince wiped his tears, sobbed and said, "I castrated Second Brother Mo."

"Oh, you did it." The tone of the gentle answer was tepid, as if what I heard was just a sentence that I broke the bowl, or that I broke a flower, and the gesture of nothing to do with me seemed to be the one who was caught. The person who was castrated and sent to the palace as a eunuch was not her husband's brother.

The little prince was confused, he opened his confused eyes, and asked puzzledly: "Aren't you angry, are you angry?"

"why?"

"Because... I castrated him! I really castrated him. I didn't expect the medicine to be so effective. After taking it, I couldn't stand up anymore."

"Medicine? It's the most ruthless medicine that can deal with all the heartless men in the world..." Rourou asked.

The little prince nodded, buried his face in his arms, like a child.

"That medicine, don't spread it. Only my mother has it, how could you get it?" Wen Rou didn't believe it.

"Of course my aunt gave it to my mother. My mother gave it to me if she didn't need it. This king was also in a hurry, so..."

"Well done!" Gently patted the young prince on the shoulder, sat on the ground, brought the young prince to the ground, and said: "Then Mo Wuwu, being a eunuch is also a good thing, there is nothing wrong with it. Don't look away."

"It's indeed a good thing." The little prince's smile can be described as extreme, and even those who are watching can see the radiance radiating from his body. It seems that the things he got from the dealer ensured his happiness. Just thinking about it makes him happy Let him indulge in it and can't extricate himself.

"For you. It's a thank you for your help." Rourou took out a small red bottle and put it in the little prince's hand.

The little prince held the bottle and looked at it for a while, and was about to reach out to open it, but Wen Rou hurriedly stopped and said, "No, this stuff is very strong, just smelling it can make people lose their minds. Don't use it here."

"What is this?"

"Fierce medicine, I named him Wilchūn, a man with this thing, even a white chicken like you can settle a wild boar, Mo mighty and powerful, tall and burly, a tiger with a waist and a waist Back, look at you, you are so thin, how can you satisfy him. I am thinking about your happiness." People in the dealer seldom do this kind of loss-making business, but they gave this treasure for the sake of asking for the little prince. .

"I can satisfy Mo Weiwu without this thing!" The man's dignity was trampled under his feet with nothing left. The bottle was about to fall to the ground, Rou Rou hurriedly said: "Give it back to me if you don't want it, and I can earn some silver taels by selling it."