"This king doesn't seem to have your feet tied." Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Then I won't come to the Frost Courtyard tomorrow, right?" Now that you know her details, you shouldn't have to stare at her anymore.

"Did this king say that?"

"......" Qu Tan'er was silent, admitting that she was unlucky, and asked in vain.

Then, one turned around, didn't bother to pay attention to him, raised his footsteps, quickly evacuated the court, and then ran back in the direction of the snow courtyard.

As soon as Qu Tan'er left, Yu Hao walked out of the dark place of the fake stone, and his eyes were fixed on Qu Tan'er's back, and when she really walked away, she walked into the courtyard: "My subordinates don't understand." ”

Mo Liancheng raised his hand lightly, and instantly put the guqin that was still on the stone frame on his knees, and the movements were smooth and astonishingly fast, and it was impossible to detect how he did it. How can such a man be the kind of prince who only knows how to dance and write, and is weak?

He didn't pay attention to Yu Hao's doubts, but focused on the guqin on his lap, caressing the strings with his fingers, and a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, subordinates ......" Yu Hao wanted to speak and stopped.

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly, this king doesn't want to guess your mind." Mo Liancheng glanced at him, and then continued to caress the strings in his hands.

"Is it appropriate to let the princess know the authenticity of the master?"

"This king doesn't know her details, this is very fair, no one suffers, doesn't it?"

"But the princess is a person from Lord Qu, and she may also be a person from the eldest prince." Yu Hao's worried face became even heavier.

"Do you think she will?" Mo Liancheng didn't answer, but asked.

Indeed, will Qu Tan'er be Mo Yihuai's person? He also wanted to know the way.

"My subordinates don't know." Yu Hao had nothing to say, his head lowered, and he thought of something, and then continued: "The subordinates don't understand, why did the master give the golden order to the princess?" ”

"So, this king is gambling." Mo Liancheng looked at him with a faint smile, and the hand that caressed the strings suddenly did not move again, but pressed the strings instead, stopping the vibration of the strings. He is gambling, betting on whose person Qu Tan'er is, otherwise, she will only be a member of his Eight Princes' Mansion.

He also wanted to know what Qu Tan'er would do with his golden order, hiding? To people? Still is......

"What if the princess hands over the golden order?" Yu Hao asked, but he didn't clearly refer to who to hand it over.

"Then take back the golden order, it should be the king's thing, and no one wants it."

"What about the princess?"

"If that's the case, you should summon it, there is no princess in the Eight Princes' Mansion." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, a few words that were too simple to be ordinary, but they made people feel the murderous intent hidden in those words.

"Yes."

"Looking at her, this king still wants to be idle for a few days."

"Yes." Yu Hao received the order, lowered his head slightly, and slowly retreated.

In the same place, Mo Liancheng was still sitting quietly, as if he did not want to leave for a while, and the sound of the piano would occasionally float out, but it was not a song, as if someone was plucking the strings intentionally or unintentionally.

And besides, Qu Tan'er came out of the frost courtyard and went straight back to the snow courtyard.

As soon as she entered the room, she collapsed into the rocking chair, lying down and not bothering to move again.

"Master, the slave has something to tell you." Jingxin hurriedly entered the door and saw her come back, so she hurriedly walked over.