In fact, she thought that standing in the middle of the study could shorten the distance between the two of them, but when she got to the end, she found that she was standing in the wrong place.

Whether Mo Liancheng raised his head or lowered his head, as long as he swept the corner of his eye, he could sweep her whole body, this feeling was like being looked at as a prisoner, which made people very uncomfortable.

"Oh?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows, his head still not raised, and his eyes did not move, waiting patiently for her next step.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, but Tan'er thinks that the prince has been sitting in the study for several hours, and it's time to go back to the room to rest." She was dizzy, and she looked at what she was talking about. But the words were about to come to my mouth, but I couldn't get half a word out of what I wanted to say.

"Oh, the princess is this caring for this king?"

"Yes. If the prince wants to think like this, then Tan'er really cares about the prince. ”

"Nothing else but this?"

"Hmm."

"Then you can go back."

"But Tan'er is the princess of the prince, can't she stay here?" Qu Tan'er's face changed, her head raised, and she looked at Mo Liancheng sadly. If you can't go right, you can go crooked. When he gets back to the bedroom, let's go in with her. Whenever she encountered something about the ancient bed, she felt that her head had become dull.

"Do you know the location of the entrance to the road?" Mo Liancheng raised his head unhurriedly, his eyes swept behind her, and gave her a hint.

"Zhilu Dao." The corners of Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, and she understood what he meant.

"Turn your body around."

"What?"

"Lift your feet up."

"What?"

"When you go out, remember to close the door for the king."

"......" Qu Tan'er was completely silent, the most difficult person to serve in the entire Eight Kings Mansion was him Mo Liancheng, she understood. Then, she turned around, lifted her feet, and stepped forward again, walking resolutely, without hesitation, her face was thick, but it was definitely not so thick that she would not look at people's faces......

As a result, when I entered the door, I was defeated and returned in less than half a moment.

But no one expected that Qu Tan'er stepped out of the study, and before she had taken a few steps, she returned again, smiling, and still holding a plate in her little hand, with some snacks on the plate, and Jingxin who followed behind her was holding tea ginseng. She came in alone just now, and there was still a mirror outside the study.

"Lord, you've been sitting for so long, you should be thirsty, Tan'er has specially prepared some snacks for you, Lord, how about you taste Tan'er's craftsmanship." As soon as Qu Tan'er entered the door, she didn't wait for Mo Liancheng to speak, that is, she offered food a little flatteringly.

"Oh." Mo Liancheng's expression remained unchanged for half a minute, and remained the same.

"Lord Wang, do you drink ginseng tea?" Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, put the dim sum in her hand in front of Mo Liancheng, and then put down the tea in Jing Xin's hand. When he put the tea down, his eyes glanced at what he was doing, but the corners of his mouth twitched when he saw it. This man is really idle and has nothing to do, and he is actually painting, and the painting is still a very beautiful bird standing under the wall, but he can't fly away.

Suddenly, my heart jumped, why do I think this painting is very vivid?

The birds that can't fly away are miserable...... Like her?

However, the phenomenon in the painting is a bit strange......

Mo Liancheng glanced at her, ignored it, and continued to paint the unfinished painting.