The sound of the piano is so beautiful that it makes people reluctant to move it.

Except...

Qu Tan'er moved her feet. When one foot was tired, she shifted her body weight to the other foot and continued to stand. She was really grinding her teeth at the buzzing sound of the piano in her ears. She thought to herself

Without piano cells, one cannot hear the meaning of the music played by the piano.

But for her situation... her red lips were pursed tightly, her pink fists were clenched, trying hard not to lose control at any point and swing her fist towards the back that made her teeth itch with hatred.

These days, I keep repeating the same thing.

Early in the morning, I brought breakfast to Mo Liancheng, thinking that would be the end of it, but as a result, he was lucky. After he finished painting, he suddenly came to Xingzhi and asked what piano he wanted to play. Xingzhi also wanted to come and play every day after painting? He

She was forced to stand while she sat down and played for an hour. Even if she was forced to stand, the broken music kept torturing her ears.

"How is your playing?" Mo Liancheng stroked the strings lightly and looked at her with a half-smile.

"Very good." Besides painting and playing the piano, what else does he have to do?

The standard one is a second son prince who lives by having fun.

"Do you think I am better at painting or playing the piano?"

"Everything is good." It was so good that she wanted to hit the wall. This man was still going to finish, and she was almost exhausted.

"Why, you don't seem to like to accompany me?" Mo Liancheng smiled faintly, but he accurately captured the flash of depression in her eyes. He was waiting for when her disguise could be taken off.

.However, for several days in a row, she didn't break out, so he had to look at her differently.

"Tan'er is stupid and doesn't understand what Your Majesty means. Please make it clear, Your Majesty."

"Then...what do you think this king wants to say the most?"

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

In the end, she still had to endure what she should endure.

No matter what, he is a noble prince...

"What if I just want you to come and listen to the piano?" Mo Liancheng smiled lightly.

"Then... just listen to Tan'er, the prince plays very well." Qu Tan'er smiled weakly and twitched the corners of his mouth, the smile was too far-fetched.

"Oh, is it so?"

"Yes."

"Master Qu asked you to marry me. It seems that he is not just asking you to help me polish my ink and listen to the piano." Mo Liancheng glanced thoughtfully in the direction of the lake. When he looked back,

He seemed careless again.

"Tan'er doesn't understand what the prince means." Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows, and now she finally understood that Mo Liancheng was here to test her, but she still made herself depressed to death.

"You understand very well, otherwise, you wouldn't marry into the Eighth Prince's Palace." Mo Liancheng smiled calmly, as if he was just talking about an insignificant matter.

She was the first person that he couldn't find out after trying for several days. Was she hiding it too well, or was he simply wrong?

"Then why did the prince want to marry?" Qu Tan'er also smiled lightly, having long expected that such a day would come.

Mr. Qu's purpose was so obvious that others could see it, but Qu Jianglin insisted on taking this risk. Knowing that it was impossible, even if his head was broken and bleeding, he still married her off.
Chapter completed!