Fast-travel cannon fodder counterattack pattern strategy

Chapter 216 Killer Queen 22
It was almost noon, and a little bit of the sun came out of the originally cloudy sky, shining into the house.

The doctor finally decocted the medicine, came into the room with a bowl of medicine himself, handed it to Chun He in front of the Eighth Prince, and asked Chun He and Qiu Ju to serve Tan Yanran to drink the medicine.

The two maids expressed that they were under a lot of pressure. The people in such a large room looked at them, and they couldn't help feeling nervous. They carefully helped Tan Yanran up and fed the medicine spoon by spoon.

The eighth prince was so anxious that he wished he could go to battle himself.

After the two maids fed Tan Yanran the medicine, Tan Zhiqi saw that it was already noon, so he said, "Your Highness, why don't you go to the front yard to have lunch."

The Eighth Prince mocked, "Now that your daughter is still in a coma, are you still in the mood to eat?"

How does this look like a father, thinking of how his own woman lived in the General's Mansion, the Eighth Prince couldn't help feeling sorry for Tan Yanran.

Tan Zhiqi: ...

Why can't I eat anymore.

Could it be that if this girl doesn't wake up for a day, they don't have to eat for a day?

Xu Ran rolled his eyes to the sky, the Eighth Prince is seriously ill.

What logic, Tan Yanran is sick, everyone can't eat?
Is it okay to ask a group of elders to take care of her?
Why, if Tan Yanran died, it would be difficult for him to be buried with the General's Mansion.

Tan Yanran on the bed frowned, and opened her eyes suddenly. Chun He beside her was helping Tan Yanran stretch the quilt. Tan Yanran stretched out her hand and slapped the back of Chun He's hand, and shouted coldly, "Don't touch me!" ,roll."

Didn't she sleep in the ancestral hall?

Why did you go back to the room again.

Chun He said lightly: "Miss San, you're awake." She didn't like this Miss San in her heart.

Just go away.

Seeing this, the eighth prince quickly got up and walked to Tan Yanran's bedside, and said to Tan Yanran, "Yanran, are you awake? How do you feel?"

Tan Zhiqi's face was very pale, and he clenched his hands into fists and coughed lightly twice. The Eighth Prince thought about it, and returned to sit beside Tan Zhiqi.

"Xiu Ran? Why are you here?" Tan Yanran was surprised for a moment when she saw the Eighth Prince, and asked in a hoarse voice why this man is here.

"Yan Ran, how can you call the Eighth Prince by his first name?" Tan Zhiqi asked incredulously.

Tan Yanran looked around at the people in the room, ignored Tan Zhiqi, and looked at the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince's gaze was slightly soft, and he said to Tan Yanran:
"You fainted in the ancestral hall before, and the doctor said that you caught a cold, don't be afraid, you will recover soon."

Xu Ran: ...

She doesn't want to eat this dog food.

poisonous.

It's like coaxing a child, there are still people here.

Xu Ran felt that the eighth prince seemed to have been assimilated by Tan Yanran, and he became so informal.

"Is there any discomfort in your body now?" The Eighth Prince continued to ask.

"No." Tan Yanran replied coldly.

The Eighth Prince nodded, "Then you rest first, and you will get better soon."

"Well, I'm a little sleepy, please don't bother me yet." Tan Yanran looked at the room and frowned slightly, with a displeased expression on her face, she turned her back to face everyone.

"What's your attitude?" Tan Zhiqi shouted.

The Eighth Prince looked at Tan Yanran's back, curled his lips and said, "General Tan is too harsh on the daughter in the palace."

"His Royal Highness, this is a family matter of the lower officials." Tan Zhiqi said in a deep voice with a dark face.

The eighth prince raised his eyebrows, with an indifferent expression, he stood up and said, "I allow Tan Yanran to call my highness that way."

"Your Highness, this is against the rules." Tan Zhiqi felt instantly slapped in the face.

The eighth prince curled his lips, "Rules are made by people, so I can do whatever my highness says. It is inconvenient for General Tan to be in the mansion today, so my highness will come to visit another day."

The Eighth Prince wanted to stay here and be with Tan Yanran, but after calming down, it wasn't suitable for him or Tan Yanran's reputation.

This will be spread to the ears of the censor, and those old things will be able to write a few memorials.

And don't be too disrespectful to Tan Zhiqi, the rabbit bites when it's anxious.

Besides, the eighth prince is confident that people in the general's mansion will not dare to touch his woman again.

"Okay." Tan Zhiqi cupped his hands, eager to send this Buddha away quickly.

The eighth prince glanced at Tan Yanran on the bed through the curtain, turned around and walked out. The doctor in the eighth prince's mansion stood at the door and planned to follow the eighth prince back to the mansion. The eighth prince stopped and said to the doctor:

"You are responsible for Miss Tan San's medicine at the General's Mansion, do you know?"

"You will obey what Miss San has to say." The Eighth Prince added.

The doctor said yes.

He yelled inside again, "General Tan, don't you mind if His Highness keeps someone here."

"You can do whatever you want." Tan Zhiqi got up and walked to the door, cupped his hands at the Eighth Prince and said, "His Highness, go slowly."

The Eighth Prince hummed, not caring about Tan Zhiqi not seeing him off, and walked towards the front yard.

Tan Zhiqi looked at the eighth prince's back with a gloomy expression, and snorted coldly, this is going to be a marriage, and I'm afraid it's also a feud.

Tan Yanran, who was lying on her side, heard the voice of the Eighth Prince leaving, and couldn't express how it felt in her heart. It seemed that only this man gave her a little warmth in this other world.

Thinking that she actually fainted in the ancestral hall, and that the people in the general's mansion really locked her inside for a night, Tan Yanran felt a chill in her heart.

There was a feeling of fear in my heart. She finally had a chance to be reborn, but was she going to be folded in the backyard?
Tan Yanran's strong desire to avenge the original owner loosened a little bit, but then she thought, the enmity between her and the mansion was not only caused by the original owner.

And her own.

She has always had revenge, and no one can bully her.

Tan Yanran rubbed her brows tiredly, feeling hungry, but now she couldn't bear to eat, so she closed her eyes and planned to sleep.

The old lady said to Xu Ran: "Help me stand up."

Xu Ran quickly helped the old lady up, and the old lady walked to Tan Yanran's bed, and said, "Yanran, what's going on with you and the Eighth Prince?"

The old lady couldn't figure out how these two people got related.

Tan Yanran didn't turn her head back, "It's nothing wrong."

"What do you mean nothing happened?" Tan Zhiqi was angry and worried, and roared at Tan Yanran: "You have already called the Eighth Prince, what happened?"

"Did you call the Eighth Prince by name?" Tan Zhiqi slapped the table with a voice like thunder.

It took a few lifetimes of bad luck to give birth to such a daughter.

The old lady swayed, and her mouth was full of bitterness. Could it be that the reputation of the general's woman has been ruined.

The relationship between this girl and the Eighth Prince is definitely not pure, and it is even possible...

The more the old lady thought about it, the more annoyed she became.

But it's not something they can afford to offend a nobleman like the Eighth Prince.

Even if they were married, they would not stand up, and people would look down on them.

"It's just a name, there's nothing you can't call it." Tan Yanran's voice sounded a little weak, and her voice didn't have much momentum.

(End of this chapter)