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Qu Tan'er moved her feet, and when she was tired of standing on one foot, she shifted the gravity of her body to the other foot and continued to stand, really gritting her teeth at the sound of the piano in her ears. She didn't think she had a piano cell, and she couldn't hear the rhyme that came out.

But for her case...... Zhu's lips were pursed, her pink fists clenched, and she tried to endure the loss of control at some point, and swung her fist at the back that made her hate itchy.

Because these days, she keeps repeating the same thing.

For example, early in the morning, when he brought breakfast to Mo Liancheng, he thought that this would be the end, but as a result, he was fine, finished painting, and suddenly said that he was interested in playing the piano. And this interest has to come once a day after painting? As soon as he sat down, he played for an hour, and asked her to stand beside him and listen. Does she want to be punished? No matter what the punishment is, the broken sound of the piano keeps poisoning her ears.

"How is this king playing?" Mo Liancheng caressed the strings and looked at her with a smile.

"Good. "What else does he do besides painting and playing the piano?

The standard is a second prince who makes a living by having fun.

"Do you think this king's painting is better, or is it better to play the piano?"

"All good. "It's so good that she wants to hit the wall, this man, it's not over, she's almost exhausted.

"Why, you don't seem to like to accompany this king?" Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, but he captured the flickering depression in her eyes accurately, and it was not bad at all. He was waiting, waiting for when her disguise would be removed. However, for several days, she hadn't broken out, so he had to look at him differently.

"Tan'er is stupid, I don't understand what you mean, so please make it clear to the prince. ”

"That'...... What do you think this king wants to say the most?"

"Tan'er is not a roundworm in the prince's stomach, so naturally I don't know what you want to say. But the prince asked Tan'er to accompany him every day, not just to listen to Tan'er play the piano. "This man, still pretending?

As a result, she should endure it, but she still has to endure it.

No matter what, they are noble princes......

"What if the king just wants you to listen to the piano?" Mo Liancheng smiled lightly.

"That'...... Then Tan'er listen, the prince plays very well. Qu Tan'er smiled falsely, the corners of her mouth twitched, and the smile was too far-fetched.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes. ”

"Master Qu asked you to marry, it seems that he didn't just ask you to help this king sharpen the ink and listen to the qin. Mo Liancheng glanced thoughtfully in the direction of the lake, but when he retracted his gaze, he looked careless.

Tan'er didn't understand what the prince meant. Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows, and now she finally understood that Mo Liancheng was here to test her, and she was so depressed that she was so depressed.

"You understand very well, otherwise, you wouldn't marry into the Eight Kings' Mansion. Mo Liancheng smiled indifferently, as if he was just talking about an inconsequential matter. She was the first person who let him try for a few days and couldn't get to the bottom of it, did she hide it too well, or did he just read it wrong?

"Then why does the prince want to marry?" Qu Tan'er was smiling lightly, expecting such a day.

Old Man Qu's goal is too obvious, and others can be considerable, but Qu Jianglin has to take this risk, knowing that it is impossible, even if she breaks her head and has blood, she still marries her.

What's more, her daughter herself is not liked by the surname Qu, so it doesn't matter if she dies or not. --5751+d6su9h+7113927-->