Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 297: Competed with mistress, won 2

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Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng said casually: "I'm free."

"..." Qu Tan'er was silent for a while, having nothing to say.

Free? Will he be idle? Only a ghost can believe it!

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, leaned his chin slightly on her forehead, and said no more.

The breath gradually became quiet and tender, and no one broke the silence.

While Qu Tan'er was idle and bored, he looked through the portraits he had painted in the future. The more he looked at them, the more entranced he became. Not only the Prince's Mansion, but also the Grand Prince's Mansion, the Second Prince's Mansion, and even the Imperial Palace were all missing. .

Why does it look more and more like a topographic map the more I look at it?

"Brother Liancheng!" Mo Fengyang clasped his jade hands tightly, but suppressed his temper, "Did you hear what I was talking about?"

"What do you want to say?" Mo Liancheng said calmly.

"I know, you understand what I mean."

"Do you understand what she means?" Qu Tan'er raised her head slightly and asked him leisurely.

What Mo Fengyang meant was clear to her, but why would Mo Liancheng not be clear about it? Does he dare to speak clearly and give it a try? The beautiful eyes that floated over were slightly threatening.

Mo Liancheng gently pulled his lips and pinched the little face of the person in his arms, "She is already a grown-up, so I want you to help her find a consort."

Yeah? Qu Tan'er was slightly stunned.

He was so cruel that he even used this trick.

However, it won her heart very much.

But Mo Fengyang was startled, "I won't marry!" His heart panicked, and he seemed to be crying. He pointed at Qu Tan'er angrily, and he suddenly felt hatred, "Brother Liancheng hates me so much? ? Just for a woman, you are going to destroy my life's happiness?"

"Fengyang, it will do you no good to anger this king." Mo Liancheng's eyes turned cold and he glanced at Mo Fengyang dangerously.

"I——" Mo Fengyang was frightened and had no reaction for a moment, just staring blankly at Mo Liancheng's expression that changed at every turn.

"Send the Nineteenth Princess back to the palace." Mo Liancheng said coldly.

Yu Hao appeared, blocking Mo Fengyang's view, "Princess Nineteen, please."

After being frightened, Mo Fengyang was dissatisfied, but he did not dare to directly challenge Mo Liancheng's anger. He glared at Yu Hao, turned around bitterly, waved his sleeves and left.

Qu Tan'er raised a victory gesture.

In the first PK, she, Qu Taner, won a small victory!

Women, some are like cockroaches that cannot be killed. Yes, she, Qu Taner, particularly hates cockroaches. If she were to ask what was the most powerful and abundant thing in ancient times, she would definitely say - Xiao|Three! ***, in addition to Xiao|Three, it’s still Xiao|Three! Moreover, the mistress is very shameless. She seduces other people's husbands in front of them as a matter of course, and she does so in a straight-forward manner!

The next day!

She, Qu Tan'er, went into battle again temporarily and had **** with Xiao|**.

Mo Fengyang, a mentally retarded girl, appeared in the Eighth Prince's Mansion again early in the morning after a night's rest.

Other people say that three women make a drama, but two women can also become a drama.

Qu Tan'er PKed Mo Fengyang and refused to give in to anyone.

In Shuangyuan, in the courtyard pavilion, Mo Liancheng sat in front of the piano, and Qu Tan'er leaned in his arms.

After Mo Liancheng's song ended, it was Qu Tan'er's turn to practice the piano.

Although I am practicing the piano, it is better to say that I am admiring the piano, no, I am touching the piano. Just because a certain woman really can't afford elegance, she can still sing pop songs now, but if she is asked to play the piano, no matter what, she can't make a cow dance.

Sitting opposite the two of them was Mo Fengyang, a big lightbulb. Except that her expression was not very good, she was still safe for the time being.