Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 136: You are blocking my way3

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"Are you very happy just now?" Mo Liancheng asked slowly. When he asked this question, his eyes were fixed on Qu Tan'er's eyes, as if he wanted to see clearly through her eyes. Real thoughts. She was so happy to see her fourteenth brother coming? Is it so uncomfortable for her to paint with him?

I felt inexplicably unhappy, and an emotion that was unfamiliar to even him suddenly surged into my heart.

It’s sour, astringent, and a little uncomfortable...

The corners of Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched.

She really... couldn't answer Mo Liancheng's clueless and incomprehensible question. But having said that, she was really happy when she saw the Fourteenth Prince come in just now, because she thought of a way to get out of the house.

"My lord, I am honored to be able to grind ink for you, Tan'er is naturally very happy." Qu Tan'er showed her docile and well-behaved appearance, and smiled at Mo Liancheng. In one sentence, she didn't blush or get angry. Panting, it's so calm that it seems like this is really the case. Of course, I was secretly about to vomit, and goosebumps were inevitable.

No one likes to hear flattery, will Mo Liancheng be an exception?

Mo Liancheng slowly lowered his eyes, "Oh, do you really think so?"

"Tan'er, yes."

"Well..." He was silent for a moment.

She didn't like him, he knew that from the beginning.

Or, he should hate himself for being too clear, so...

Mo Liancheng slowly leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes as if tired. His exquisite and perfect facial features were as calm as water, making it impossible to see a trace of his thoughts. A long while. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing his usual gentle smile. He opened his eyes, moved the damaged painting aside, took out a new drawing line, sketched it carefully, and started painting again...

"Keep grinding the ink." Mo Liancheng said calmly, but his eyes always fell on the painting.

Qu Tan'er also had a calm look on his face, and continued the ink-burning action he had just stopped.

Mo Jingxuan was at the side, enjoying the tea and snacks brought by Jing Xin.

"Is something wrong?" Mo Liancheng glanced at Mo Jingxuan and said calmly.

"There is no such thing as a big thing, only a small thing."

"Oh."

"Brother Wang has made a move." Mo Jingxuan just glanced at Qu Tan'er, and without hesitation, he spoke directly.

"Yeah."

"Myna, what are you going to do?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't know, but the Second Prince Brother is not idle either. It seems that they are all anxious." Mo Jingxuan shrugged, with a slightly helpless look.

Qu Tan'er lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, slightly helpless, and continued to rub the ink. It always felt like when they said these words, they seemed to bring them up in front of her on purpose. That feeling made people very uncomfortable.

At this time, Mo Liancheng replied calmly: "Let them go, the prince's position is not easy to sit in."

"What about the myna?"

"Tell me?" Mo Liancheng asked, but the person who asked this question was not Mo Jingxuan, but Qu Tan'er who stood silently beside him.

"Eighth sister-in-law, who do you think will take the crown prince position in the end?" Mo Jingxuan also focused all his attention on Qu Tan'er, as if he also wanted to hear her opinion.

"I don't know." Qu Tan'er twitched the corner of her mouth and replied lightly.

She is dizzy, ask her this question, then who is she asking this question?

Do you really think she is a god? Or were they simply testing her reaction?

If you think about it more deeply, it is true that Mo Liancheng... is unlikely to believe her.