"Eighth sister-in-law, you asked for too much." Mo Jingxuan moved the corners of his mouth, as if he was holding back laughter.
Even the indifferent Mo Liancheng twitched his lips.
"Well. It's a gift, and it doesn't require much effort. I wonder if the Nineteenth Princess still has something to do?" Qu Tan'er asked, with a smile on her face and an irritating temper. Seeing that Mo Fengyang didn't answer, she didn't bother to pay attention.
, just want to keep going forward.
"Did this princess say that she would let you go?" Mo Fengyang became angry, stretched out his hand, and once again blocked Qu Tan'er from coming down.
"Is something wrong?"
"This princess asks you to stop."
"What, Fengyang wants to say hello to my princess?" Mo Liancheng said the words unhurriedly, which just solved Qu Tan'er's embarrassing situation.
"Brother Liancheng, she..."
"Don't forget that she is my princess, your eighth prince's sister-in-law." Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows and interrupted her coldly.
"But she is still from the Qu Mansion. Who doesn't know who the Qu Mansion is helping? I don't think she has good intentions when she gets married. Why does brother Liancheng want to protect her? She..."
"Fengyang, you are meddling too much. I have my own plans for matters in the Eighth Prince's Mansion."
"Brother Liancheng..."
Qu Tan'er twitched her lips and disagreed with Mo Fengyang's words. When did Mo Liancheng protect her? Which eye of Mo Fengyang saw it? Damn, he asked her to stay in the snowy courtyard, and she was like Amitabha.
.After a night, she had already figured out that what Mo Liancheng wanted to protect at the archery range was not her, Qu Tan'er, but his "Eighth Princess" trademark and dignity.
Indirectly, it should also be to protect his own reputation.
What's more, Yun Youlian belongs to the great prince...
At this time, Mo Fengyang yelled angrily with a small face: "I just want to take care of it, I just can't stand her look of dying."
"Fengyang, don't be too willful." Mo Jingxuan pulled Mo Fengyang and his face darkened slightly.
"Why am I being willful? This is a fact." Mo Fengyang waved his hand and glared at Qu Tan'er. She received news early in the morning that Brother Bago was becoming more and more doting on this woman. That's why she decided to move here.
Qu Tan'er lowered her eyes silently, her face as calm as water.
It was a fact that everyone in the capital knew, and it didn't hurt her to hear it. However, was this trip considered muddy? Mo Liancheng just couldn't see her being quiet. Just now, she really should have hugged her
I'm sick, I feel uncomfortable, and it's inconvenient to walk, so I can't go out, otherwise...it's just that the regret medicine came too late.
When Qu Tan'er was lost in thought, she didn't know that there was a pair of beautiful eyes locked on her in front of the desk, taking in any small changes on her little face, gently opening her thin lips and saying: "Come here."
"Brother Liancheng..."
"Princess Nineteen, the master is not calling you." Mo Fengyang wanted to respond, but Yu Hao blocked the way, preventing her from even taking a step away.
"The prince is calling me?" Qu Tan'er looked at Mo Liancheng doubtfully. He just said he was here, but he didn't name him. Can she pretend to be dead?
Mo Liancheng looked at her without anger or laughter.
The corners of Qu Tan'er's eyes twitched, knowing that if she continued to pretend to be confused, she might really anger a wolf, so she stepped forward obediently. Since Mo Fengyang let Yu Hao stop him, it was much more efficient than Mo Jingxuan, Qu Tan'er thought
It was not enough to drag her feet. After taking only a few steps, she came to the desk, kept her distance, did not come any closer, and waved her two little hands in front of her.