The emperor's throne, Moliancheng is determined to win. When he really becomes the emperor one day, then more problems will follow.

It's not just women, it's national events.

It is also possible that he will spend less and less time with her......

When the feast was over, the people dispersed.

Mo Liancheng first went to the imperial study and met the emperor.

After about a quarter of an hour, he came back, picked up Qu Tan'er and walked outside.

In the carriage, out of the palace.

He didn't mention the conversation with Chinuyama and the others.

Qu Tan'er didn't ask, just pretended that nothing had happened.

But......

The next day, Chinuyama said that she liked the Eight Kings' Mansion and moved in temporarily.

The emperor did not object, and the king of Beiyuan did not say anything.

It was a guest from afar, and Mo Liancheng naturally couldn't refuse.

In the snow courtyard, Jing Xin anxiously looked at Qu Tan'er who was lying idly on the rocking chair and did not move.

It's really true that the master is not in a hurry, but she is anxious that this is not the eunuch's maid, "Master, you just watched the princess of Beiyuan live in?" ”

"It's not strange that someone is a guest, so it's not strange to stay for a few days." Qu Tan'er said leisurely.

"The master is not angry?" Jingxin frowned, feeling that her master was getting stranger and stranger.

"Don't be angry, save yourself from ruining your mood and affecting the fetus." She's done her part, what else do you want her to do?

"Master, why don't you drink soup?" Jingxin asked cautiously.

"I'm tired of drinking." Qu Tan'er was telling the truth. Drink it every day, it's really tired, "By the way, how about the lotus root powder I let someone dry?" Cook some and let you try it? And get lotus candy, bring some too. ”

Mirror a little heart, immediately nodded yes, and left.

Last time, there was a full banquet of lotus roots, and later, Qu Tan'er ordered people to pull up all the lotus roots in the house, and then throw the buds into the pond to wait for the next year to bloom.

It's just that there are too many lotus roots to eat, so she ordered someone to take some of them and make them into lotus root powder for storage.

In the future, when a child is born, it may work.

Qu Tan'er looked at the sky speechlessly, a little worried about when this kind of peaceful day would suddenly be broken, "Stable days, I'm afraid there are not many more...... Alas. ”

Suddenly, a gentle breeze sent a familiar scent.

Mo Liancheng walked over at some point, gently pulled Qu Tan'er up from the rocking chair, took her into his arms, and then sat on the chair, letting her sit in his arms.

The two of them leaned together so quietly.

"Tan'er, do you blame this king?" For a long time, he asked.

"Nope." Qu Tan'er replied.

"Drink the soup."

"I don't want to drink it. I'm tired of it, and I asked Jingxin just now. ”

"Then don't drink it." Mo Liancheng casually played with her little hands, but when he looked carefully, he found that he was just helping her warm her hands, and said softly: "Princess Beiyuan, I proposed to live in the Eight Princes' Mansion, but this king did not refuse. Dongyue is currently on good terms with Beiyuan, which is a necessary national policy. If he refused, Kitahara would feel that Dongyue lacked sincerity, and his father agreed. This king let her not come in, but at the same time, she can completely die and break the idea of marrying this king. ”

"Are you sure she's going to die that heart?" Qu Tan'er is not as optimistic as him.

"So, this king is waiting for you to speak."

"......" Qu Tan'er suddenly had a black line on her face.

Seeing him smiling lightly and looking at herself with confidence, she wanted to bite him to death!

What do you mean by waiting for her to speak? Just waiting for her to help him block this rotten peach blossom? And he just watched the play leisurely?