"Tan'er has met the prince." When Qu Tan'er walked to the middle of the room, he stopped and slightly blessed Mo Liancheng. His eyes turned to Mo Jingxuan who was sitting beside him. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't figure out his words.
As for my identity, it’s hard to say anything at the moment.
"It turns out it's the eighth sister-in-law. I'm Mo Jingxuan, the fourteenth. The eighth sister-in-law can just call me fourteen." Mo Jingxuan smiled heartily, but she didn't look unfamiliar. He knew it from the look at her just now.
Her doubts.
"It turns out to be the Fourteenth Prince. Tan'er came over suddenly. Is there anything that disturbed the prince?" Qu Tan'er chuckled and turned his eyes back to Mo Liancheng, asking worriedly.
"Eighth sister-in-law is worrying too much. In fact, my eighth brother has nothing to say. He just wants to chat casually. Since eighth sister-in-law is here, let's sit down and have a chat together." Mo Jingxuan smiled casually.
"Tan'er doesn't dare. Tan'er is just a womanizer and shouldn't get involved in men's affairs. My father has taught me that it's not Tan'er's place to ask about the prince's affairs, and Tan'er can't ask."
"Then..." Mo Jingxuan's mouth twitched and he stared at Qu Tan'er strangely.
But Mo Liancheng, who was sitting in front of the desk, never spoke. His eyes occasionally glanced at Qu Tan'er, but they only passed by briefly and didn't stay much.
"The prince probably hasn't had breakfast yet. Tan'er has brought some snacks. Why don't you ask the prince to use some first? If nothing happens, Tan'er won't bother you. If the prince has something to do, you can also ask the maid to let him know. Tan'er
I'll be here soon." Qu Tan'er walked to the desk, put down the plate, lowered her head slightly, looking docile.
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Liancheng's answer, he turned around and walked out where he came in.
"Won't the eighth sister-in-law stay?" Mo Jingxuan's face was still slightly twitching, really doubting what he saw.
"No, Tan'er knows that the important space in the study is not something that Tan'er should keep, so--"
"Now that you're here, let's stay." Mo Liancheng spoke slowly, raising his head slightly and staring at Qu Tan'er's back. Even her body was visibly moved because of his words.
The stiffness is also clearly visible.
"Yes." Qu Tan'er tugged at the door.
The next moment, when she turned around, everything was restored to its original position.
Then……
"Then I wonder where Tan'er should sit?"
"So tired." Mo Jingxuan suddenly said something, but it was vague and hard to hear clearly.
"What are you talking about, Fourteenth Brother?" Qu Tan'er looked at Mo Jingxuan doubtfully.
"I'm saying, this tea smells so good. I haven't had such good tea in a long time."
"Oh, then Fourteenth Brother, please drink more."
"Okay." After hearing this, Mo Jingxuan's mouth twitched even more.
"Come here and grind the ink for me." Mo Liancheng glanced at Qu Tan'er, then continued to lower his head and slowly painted his own painting.
"Yes." Qu Tan'er smiled slightly and replied softly. She looked like a standard good wife. Whether it was her voice or her attitude, everything was perfect. Even she couldn't help but applaud herself. It seemed that she was really
I have a talent for acting, but I really regret it. Why didn't I apply to art school?
Then, he lowered his head, walked over slowly, glanced at the situation on the table, didn't ask any more questions, just took the ink stick and slowly rubbed the ink.
One lap, two laps, three laps...
Every time he grinds a few times, his eyes scan the portrait in front of Mo Liancheng.