Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 187 Xin'er, will you marry me?
Mo Zichen obediently lay down and smiled weakly, "Father, I'm fine. I was just bored and wanted to read a book to pass the time. Don't worry about me."

"You child!" Mo Qilan looked at his injured youngest son who still tried to comfort him, and then thought of his eldest son who had been glaring at him. The scales in his heart tipped even more. Since the title was destined not to fall to his youngest son, he would make up for it in other ways!

Seeing Mo Qilan's ever-changing expression finally harden, and her eyes filled with love and... guilt as she looked at him, Mo Zichen felt completely at peace.

The royal physician arrived quickly. After taking his pulse, he also frowned and said to Mo Qilan, "Your Excellency, the Second Young Master is very weak. I suspect that in addition to his neck, he may have suffered a serious internal injury, with varying degrees of damage to his internal organs. He needs to be well cared for to avoid leaving any future health problems."

"My son, tell your mother the truth, who is so heartless as to hurt you like this!" Qi Shi was unaware of Mo Zichen's little scheme. After hearing this, she felt dizzy. Her hopes for the rest of her life rested on this son.

Mo Zichen pursed his lips and said nothing, only lowering his eyes.

After the physician finished writing the prescription and left, Mo Qilan sat down by the bed. "Zichen, was the person who hurt you really brought by your elder brother?"

“No,” Mo Zichen blurted out, then as if remembering something, a look of pain filled his eyes, and he said firmly, “She was just with my brother. Maybe there’s nothing between them at all.”

With a "smack," Mo Qilan slammed his hand on the small table by the bedside. "This unfilial son, getting involved with a woman for no reason, has completely disgraced the Duke's mansion."

"Master, the young master... could it be that he likes that girl? Otherwise, why would he refuse the matchmaking I arranged?" Madam Qi naturally wouldn't let go of this good opportunity to sow discord between Mo Ziyuan and Mo Ziyuan.

"How dare he! As the heir of our Duke's mansion, enjoying the treatment of the elite, he should shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing our Mo family. How can the heir of our Duke's mansion be someone of unknown origin who casually attacks and kills people? It's utterly absurd!" Mo Qilan had never met Lin Xin, but at this moment he had already labeled her as vulgar and unreasonable in his mind.

"No, no, Big Brother wouldn't be that confused. Maybe that girl is just trying to get close to Big Brother!" Mo Zichen said softly.

"Hmph, I'll go ask that rebellious son!" Mo Qilan suddenly stood up and looked at Mo Zichen as gently as possible: "You should take good care of yourself. Don't worry about your elder brother's affairs anymore. Your father is here!"

"Yes, son understands." Mo Zichen replied obediently.

"Then you should rest well, and let your mother stay with you."

"it is good."

After giving a few more instructions, Mo Qilan left with barely suppressed anger, unaware of the sinister smile on Mo Zichen's face behind her.

“Son, although you have won this round, isn’t using your own body as bait a bit too much…” Madam Qi understood her son’s intentions, but she strongly disapproved of his approach of hurting the enemy a thousand while harming herself eight hundred.

"Don't worry, Mother, I know everything." Mo Zichen didn't even plan to tell Qi Shi about the methods he used, as he knew that the fewer people who knew about such things, the better.

"Alright, since things are already like this, I'll have your father go to the palace to ask a royal physician to come and give you a proper makeover. Don't worry, I will absolutely not let anything happen to your health," said Madam Qi.

"Thank you, Mother! It's all my fault for making you worry."

“Don’t talk nonsense. You are your mother’s son. It’s only right that I do anything for you. But as for your sister…” “There’s no need to tell your sister. She’s too impulsive. If she does something irrational, all the harm I suffered will be for nothing.”

"Alright, leave Lanzhi to Mother. You should focus on healing your injuries first."

The mother and son talked for a while longer. Mo Zichen then showed signs of fatigue, and Qi told him to rest well before returning to her own courtyard.

"Mo Ziyuan, let's see what you've got up your sleeve to fight me!" Once everyone was out of the room, Mo Zichen's expression turned ferocious. "Just wait and see your confidante writhing and moaning beneath me! Humph!"

Lin Xin, who was walking with Mo Ziyuan on the way out of the palace, suddenly sneezed violently. She felt the hairs on her body stand on end, but then quickly recovered, so quickly that she almost thought it was an illusion.

"What's wrong? Have you caught a cold?" Mo Ziyuan stopped and looked at Lin Xin, who was rubbing her nose with concern.

"No, it's probably just someone talking about me behind my back, and it's probably nothing good!" Lin Xin replied, rubbing her arms vigorously.

Mo Ziyuan frowned. "You'd better be more careful lately! The young prince has come back and cut off some people's path. They may not dare to confront His Majesty head-on, but they won't have so many concerns about dealing with you."

"I know, but can't you really ask His Majesty to give up on bestowing upon me the title of Princess? Can't you just give me a mansion and gold and silver jewelry? I really just want to be a low-key rich woman!" Lin Xin said helplessly.

"You!" Mo Ziyuan was even more helpless than her, and lightly tapped her head. "Don't take your good fortune for granted. Do you know how many people would kill to have this title of princess?"

Seeing that Lin Xin's expression was still indifferent, he added, "Besides, if you become a princess, I can also become a prince consort. Isn't that a great thing!"

Lin Xin was amused by his winking and grimacing. "Isn't the heir of the Duke of Dingguo and the future Duke of Dingguo better than the prince consort?"

“Of course, there is still the Duke of Dingguo above the heir of the Duke of Dingguo, and the future Duke of Dingguo is also full of variables, but isn’t the marriage of Chenxi already within reach?” Mo Ziyuan exaggeratedly widened his eyes.

"That's hard to say. Oh, wait, who said I was going to make you a prince consort? I'm an independent woman, and I'm perfectly fine living on my own, hmph!" Lin Xin was extremely proud.

“No way. I’ve already reserved this prince consort. Once the imperial decree is issued, I’ll go to His Majesty and ask him to grant us the marriage. You are mine. Unless I die, I will never let you leave me.”

Mo Ziyuan's expression became very serious. "Xin'er, will you marry me? I'll protect you from any storms in the future. We'll raise Nannan together, and you can still do what you like. Believe me, the title of Mrs. Mo Ziyuan will never be a shackle for you, okay?"

Seeing his earnest expression as he sought an answer, Lin Xin suddenly felt that he was like a big dog seeking its owner's approval, which softened her heart. She raised her head slightly and hummed, "That depends on your performance."

"Don't worry, Xin'er, I will definitely not let you down!" Mo Ziyuan was overjoyed from the inside out when he heard Lin Xin's answer. He couldn't keep his cold face in front of her and looked particularly silly.

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