Qu Tan'er's eyes moved, "Little thing, as the master, I almost don't remember that you exist." ”

At this time, the little thing shook her in the face, disdain and dissatisfaction.

"Yo! Still messing with me? Qu Tan'er chuckled.

The little thing flew to the ground at once, pecked the leaves on the ground, and then rearranged them, and there were four clear fonts: remember to practice the song.

Qu Tan'er was stunned, but pulled out a short flute from her sleeve.

"Did the old monster tell you to say that?" When she saw that the bird nodded, she began to play with the flute.

This short flute was given by the old monster, and before leaving, he told her to practice a tune often. As for the music score, in her mind, at that time, she didn't know how the old monster did it, but she felt that there was a warm streamer from her eyebrows, and there was suddenly more knowledge about Xiao and a strange music score in her mind.

Silent practice is to put the flute to your lips and imagine in your mind that you are playing, and the movements of your fingers are moving as if you are playing a tune, but there is no sound of the flute. She practiced, and she wanted to laugh, but fortunately, she didn't have to blow it, and if she did, she wouldn't know what to do...... Can the tune be in tune?

After a while, there were footsteps behind him slowly approaching.

Qu Tan'er frowned and put the short flute into her sleeve.

The person behind him stood quietly, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, just like a, but the silent posture, really beautiful, so beautiful that all the scenery in this garden was instantly discolored, so beautiful that she was the only one left in the world...... It's just that it's the first time he's seen her like this.

"Tan'er ......" is Mo Yihuai's faint call.

Qu Tan'er got up indifferently, turned to Mo Yi and blessed her body, "The concubine has seen His Royal Highness." ”

"Tan'er doesn't have to be polite." Mo Yihuai stepped forward eagerly, as if to help her.

Qu Tan'er stepped back, avoiding contact with him.

"Sit down and talk to me." Mo Yihuai stared at her little face, but he didn't lean forward. I only found a stone bench in the pavilion and sat down generously.

At this time, Jingxin came up with tea.

Qu Tan'er motioned for her to pour Mo Yihuai first, and then ordered her to prepare some fruits and snacks. She glanced at Mo Yihuai, but found that he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and asked respectfully: "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here to find the prince this time, or?" ”

"No, I'm here to see you." Mo Yihuai said calmly.

"Then if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has anything to say, please say it directly, the concubine listens." She doesn't seem to have much to say to him. But today, when facing her, he has always referred to himself as "I", which makes her feel a little equal, not so annoying, because even Mo Liancheng rarely refers to himself as "I" in front of her.

"Are you afraid of people seeing? Or are you afraid that he will misunderstand? ”

"You joked, in broad daylight, we are frank and open, and we are afraid of others gossiping? What's more, if you look over there, the people are standing far away, but they are all busy here, and they can look at us if they raise their heads. If so, he is still misunderstood...... That can't be helped, can it? Qu Tan'er was calm.

"I heard that the eighth prince brother is going to marry Qingyun?" Mo Yihuai picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Yes."

"You agree?"

"Hehe, the concubine doesn't understand the meaning of your question?" She laughs, does he think she should object?