Chapter 147: Affection, Affection 2

In front of the bookcase, there are two people sitting on the same chair, the man is elegant and peaceful, holding a pen and painting, and Wen Wan sits quietly on the side and concentrates on grinding for him.

What a picture of handsome men and beautiful women affectionately.

Mo Yihuai's eyes were cold, but in an instant, the cold aura disappeared.

"Brother Wang is here." Mo Liancheng raised his head slightly, looked at the person standing at the door with a light smile, glanced at Yu Hao, who was following in, and gave him a signal.

"Tan'er has seen the eldest prince." Qu Tan'er's movements were not slow, and when she saw that her words in Mo Liancheng fell, she followed and spoke. It's just that, unlike in the past, I got up and saluted, and always sat there quietly. Just because ...... Mo Liancheng had already moved all the weight of her body to her body, so that she didn't even have a chance to move.

Should she be glad he trusted her so much, or should she be sad that he pulled herself into the water?

"No need to be polite. This king came to visit suddenly, but I didn't expect the relationship between the two of you to be so good, it's really enviable. Mo Yihuai chuckled, slowly walked into the room, and then sat down on the guest seat at the bottom right of the study, and his eyes would always sweep towards Qu Tan'er intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's the prince who treats Tan'er well, and it is Tan'er's blessing to be able to tie the knot with the eighth prince, which makes the eldest prince smile." Qu Tan'er smiled shyly, her eyebrows drooped slightly, and she was in a standard gentle little woman posture.

It's just that...... She vomited, this is really not what people said.

"Brother Eight is really blessed." Mo Yihuai said without taste.

"Haha, this king also feels the same way. However, is there anything important for the eldest brother to come to this king today? Mo Liancheng smiled heartily, and immediately turned to the topic, the wound on his shoulder was slightly cracked, but he couldn't even frown.

"If you don't say it, this king almost forgot. Last night, there were assassins in the palace, and when the guards chased them out, they said that they had seen the assassins enter the Eight Princes' Mansion. They didn't dare to come late at night to disturb the Eighth Prince's brother, but they waited outside the mansion all the time, and they didn't see the assassin come out. Therefore, this king specially came to ask the eighth king brother, what was wrong in the house last night? Mo Yi looked at Mo Liancheng meaningfully, perhaps observing Mo Liancheng's reaction.

"What? Is there such a thing? Mo Liancheng looked at him with some shock, and was completely out of state for what he said, and in the middle of his words, he suddenly turned his gaze to Qu Tan'er and asked, "Did the princess see any assassins last night?" Or do you hear something? ”

"The Assassins didn't, but ......"

"But what?" Mo Yihuai's eyes narrowed, staring at Qu Tan'er tightly.

"Oh, but what?" Mo Liancheng looked at her with interest, also waiting for her answer.

"However, Tan'er's eyes only see you, the prince. Otherwise, how could Tan'er be here at this time, and how could the prince be painting. Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, and her words were more casual and casual.

Mo Yihuai glanced at her, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"When it comes to assassins, Tan'er really hasn't heard people mention it, I don't know if the eldest prince made a mistake, last night in the mansion was very good, if you don't believe it, you can ask the eighth prince." Qu Tan'er whispered, immediately raised her head, and looked at Mo Liancheng with tenderness.

Mo Liancheng was also gazing at her tenderly.

The four eyes touched softly, and they seemed to be overflowing with affection......