"But..." The maid wanted to say something else, but Jing Xin, who had just returned, blocked her body and was speechless.
Qu Tan'er ignored the maid and smiled softly at Yun Youlian, "I'm sick and not in good health. I need to eat more fruits to supplement my vitamins. Come on, take a bite. My hard work is not in vain.
." But, does this woman named Yun understand what vitamins are?
"I said if you don't eat it, you will eat it. Don't you understand what people say? Take it away, I feel sick when I look at it." Yun Youlian became angry, and with a wave of his hand, he wanted to give away the apple in Qu Tan'er's hand.
Shake it off, but Qu Tan'er, as if she had expected it, suddenly avoided it, causing her to wave it away. That arm was swung towards the bedpost, bang! The result -
"Ouch!" The pain made Yun Youlian almost burst into tears, but she still glared at Qu Tan'er darkly.
"Mrs. Yun, my master just means well..." Jing Xin quickly added.
"Good intentions? You know clearly what happened to me that I fainted, but you ended up being nice and deliberately dangled the apple in front of me. What's your intention? You know it yourself." Yun Youlian stroked the bowl in his hand while glaring fiercely.
After taking a quick look, he glanced back at Qu Tan'er. His anger was extremely obvious.
Jing Xin remained unmoved and said calmly: "Mrs. Yun, you are too worried. Master is just..."
"Do you have the right to speak here? Why are you, a maid, interrupting?" Yun Youlian was even more angry.
Qu Tan'er smiled faintly and was in an unusually good mood.
No one eats the apple she peeled, so it naturally goes into her little mouth. She can't do things like showing off power, but she likes to beat up drowned dogs the most... Does Yun Youlian look like a dog? A bit like it.
, is barking. It’s almost time to eat an apple.
, she threw it to the ground, clapped her little hands, and without even shaking them off, Yun Youlian glanced at her, stretched herself, and walked out the door, saying: "Jing Xin, it's getting late, let's go back. I still want to
Practice...how did you shoot that arrow? Phew! That's really interesting. Haha."
After laughing, Qu Tan'er stepped out of the threshold.
And Jingxin's movements were not slow either, and followed closely behind.
"Master, are we leaving like this?" Jing Xin asked.
"Yes, otherwise what else do you want?"
"Master did it on purpose." Jing Xin suddenly understood.
"Jing Xin, you are really getting smarter and smarter." Qu Tan'er smiled more and more happily.
Jing Xin also understood that Yun Youlian had really angered his master this time.
It was rare to find peace overnight.
The next day.
In the Eighth Prince's Mansion, the peaceful atmosphere was easily broken by the arrival of one person.
Mo Fengyang moved a lot of things to the Eighth Prince's Mansion on his own initiative, seemingly planning to stay there for a long time. This made the servants in the Prince's Mansion walk cautiously and tremblingly, because the Nineteenth Princess was not easy to take care of.
Lord, if you don't serve me well, you will inevitably get angry.
In the study room, Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly and listened to the matter indifferently without expressing any opinions. He was still concentrating on painting, except for Mo Jingxuan who was sitting aside and watched anxiously.
"Bago, Fengyang has moved in." Mo Jingxuan couldn't help but sit still when he saw that Mo Liancheng didn't even shake him off. Is this a classic example? The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry?!