Chapter 57: The Master's Quirks, Bed 6

"Lord Wang, don't you think you should drink tea first and then paint?" Qu Tan'er smiled lightly and put the teacup in front of him. Although she also admits that his paintings are good and vivid, it's just ...... The phenomenon in the painting does not conform to reality, it is obviously a bird with wings, how can it not fly out of the high wall?

"Hmm." Mo Liancheng replied, but he ignored the tea placed in front of him.

Qu Tan'er stood aside and watched patiently.

After all, painting will always be finished, but after a long time, he still didn't move, and it seemed that he had forgotten her here.

So, she tried to ask, "Isn't the prince thirsty?" ”

"Hmm."

"Isn't the prince hungry?"

"Hmm."

"Isn't the prince tired?"

"Hmm."

"What's the name of the prince?"

"Hmm."

"Poof!" Qu Tan'er laughed out loud, "The prince turned out to be called um......" The anger that was ignored just now disappeared all at once. It's not that people ignore it, but they focus too much on it.

"Something?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly, interrupted her question unhurriedly, raised his head slightly, and swept her lightly.

"Doesn't the prince want to see Tan'er?"

"Indeed."

"......" The corners of Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, and she didn't react to Mo Liancheng's straightforward answer for a while, but ...... She had to get on good terms with him for now, otherwise she wouldn't be able to go into his bedroom to check on him. So, with a ruthless heart, the little hand quickly twisted hard to his waist, and in an instant, his clear and agile beautiful eyes were filled with mist, "Lord Wang, isn't Tan'er so pleasing to you?" ”

"Woman, if you pretend for too long, you'll get tired." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly and shook his head.

He didn't want to pretend in the house, but what about her? Wherever there are people, she will pretend.

"Tan'er doesn't understand what the prince means."

"Mirror Heart, what do you say?" Mo Liancheng swept over Qu Tan'er, and his gaze fell on Jing Xin, who had been following her silently, waiting for her answer.

"Back to the prince's words, the slave and maid don't understand what you mean, the prince." The mirror lowered his head slightly, and replied faintly.

"So?" The corners of Mo Liancheng's mouth hooked slightly, not surprised.

"Back to the prince, yes."

"If this king drives you out of the Eight Kings' Mansion for a crime that you have deceived this king, you say, what will be the result?" Mo Liancheng lightly stated a possibility, although it was a question, but it gave people an intuition, and the next moment he would do it.

"The slave doesn't understand what the prince means." Jingxin replied unfazed.

"You know, the people who let this king drive out are the ones that no one dares to take in, so what will happen to you?" Mo Liancheng smiled indifferently, without the slightest threat, but the more he talked about it, the more alarming it became. In the capital, no one dared to accept the people who were driven out of the Eight Princes' Mansion, not even the Great Prince's Mansion.

In the middle of the court, Molian City is a special storage zài.

He has always ignored the government, has no real power, and has no intention of fighting for the throne. But the major figures in the court, including the eldest prince and An Lehou, are all thinking about the object of the cage with their heads broken. Even the current emperor and queen mother are rumored to be extremely fond of him, and among the "favors", there are three more scruples.

As for why this is so? It's a secret, and few people know it.

"Lord Wang, what do you mean?" Qu Tan'er tugged at the corners of her mouth, desperately trying to make her face look smoother, and make her tone sound more docile.