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The tiger does not threaten when she is a sick cat...... But she just endured it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The two brothers surnamed Mo are still watching, she doesn't want to die too early, too ugly.

"It's good if you don't, you know, sister, I have this mouth, as soon as I open my mouth, what I say, what I offended sometimes I don't know, if I ......"

"Well, it's kind of annoying. Qu Tan'er nodded, and gave her another affirmative answer.

It's just that as soon as Qu Tan'er's words were finished, Yun You's whole face turned blue and green.

"Your face is not good, is it uncomfortable? Why don't you ask the maid to ask the doctor to come and have a look." Qu Tan'er looked at her worriedly, as if she was afraid that she would fall to the ground if she couldn't breathe.

"The princess is really joking, how can I be uncomfortable?" Yun Wei smiled pitifully, his eyes swept to Qu Tan'er, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Lord Wang, your ink should be polished. Qu Tan'er glanced at the painting that Mo Liancheng was about to finish, and said lightly, at first she didn't pay much attention to what he was painting in, but this closer look, the scenery painted by Mo Liancheng was damn familiar, and it seemed to be ...... Ya, it's basically the main courtyard in her snow yard.

She was dizzy and depressed, but she didn't expect that he would draw without missing a single line.

It's just that...... If she grinds any longer, she is afraid that she will be shot by a certain concubine.

The woman staring at the woman is really not ordinary and ruthless, and the woman staring at her opposite is still a ruthless character.

"Grind. Mo Liancheng replied lightly, still drawing carelessly.

"It's better to be a concubine to polish ink for the prince. When Yun Wei heard this, he saw that Mo Liancheng was going to continue painting, so he immediately rushed to Qu Tan'er's side.

"Thank you......" Qu Tan'er wanted to say thank you, and then give up the big seat, but before the words were finished, Yun Yulian walked over, so she didn't say a word, and just wanted to snatch the ink strip in her hand.

Is it tolerable, but which is intolerable......

Even if Yun is not angry, her movements should be gentle, so she will not hold on to it.

Can it be ......

"No, I'll do it myself. As a result, Qu Tan'er wanted to let go, but when she changed her way, she held the ink strip tighter, and the action of grinding the ink did not stop, but she was a little more attentive.

"It's not troublesome, anyway, I'm used to serving the prince, and it's not bad this time, princess, you just let it go, sister, I'll come." Yun Wei glared at him gloomily, and the hand that reached out to grab something was a little harder at this time.

On the other hand, Mo Liancheng, who was painting on the side, didn't seem to notice the two women who were about to fight, and continued to paint with a focused expression, occasionally putting a brush on the research table to dot ink, and then continuing to paint.

Suddenly, the phenomenon of the study is a bit weird.

The scramble was fierce on one side, and the painting on the other side was not distracted at all, while Mo Jingxuan and Jingxin, who were watching the play on the other side, both stared at this scene in a daze, dumbfounded.

"Ahem, I said, what's your name?"

"Back to the fourteenth prince, the slave is called Jingxin. Mirror heart replied.

"Then shouldn't you go over and help your master?" Mo Jingxuan twitched his lips slightly and looked at Jing Xin strangely.

"The slave is weak, so I don't know why the fourteenth prince didn't let the prince speak?"

"Ahem, in fact, this king is also weak. ”

Then, the two were silent again.