Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 52: Master’s Quirk 5

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Actually, she thought that standing in the middle of the study could distance the two of them, but in the end she discovered that she was standing in the wrong place.

Whether Mo Liancheng raised his head or lowered his head, he could scan her whole body with just a glance from the corner of his eye. This feeling was like being looked at like a prisoner, which was very uncomfortable.

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows, but still did not raise his head, and his eyes did not move, waiting patiently for her next words.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that Tan'er felt that the prince had been sitting in the study for many hours and it was time to go back to his room to rest." She was dizzy. Look at what she was talking about. But unfortunately, the words were about to reach his lips, but not even a single word of what he originally wanted to say came down.

"Is the princess caring about me?"

"Yes. If the prince wants to think so, then Tan'er does care about the prince."

"Apart from this, nothing else?"

"Nothing else."

"Then you can go back."

"But Tan'er is the prince's princess, can't she stay here?" Qu Tan'er's expression changed, she raised her head and looked at Mo Liancheng sadly. If you can't go upright, you can go crookedly. When he returns to the bedroom, follow her in and take a look at the main office. Whenever she encountered anything related to ancient beds, she felt that her brain was not working properly.

"Do you know where the door is?" Mo Liancheng raised his head slowly and glanced behind her, giving her a hint.

"I know." Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, knowing exactly what he meant.

"Turn your body around."

"What for?"

"Put your feet up."

"What for?"

"When you go out, remember to close the door for me."

"..." Qu Tan'er was completely silent. The most difficult person to serve in the entire Eighth Prince's Mansion was Mo Liancheng, and she understood. Then, she turned around, raised her feet, and stepped forward, resolutely, without any hesitation. She was thick-skinned, but she was definitely not thick-skinned enough not to look at other people's faces...

As a result, within half an hour of entering the door, he returned defeated.

But no one expected that Qu Tan'er stepped out of the study and before he had even taken a few steps, he came back again with a slight smile and a plate in his little hand with some snacks on it. Jing Xin, who followed behind, was holding tea ginseng. She came in alone just now, guarding the mirror outside the study.

"Your Majesty, you must be thirsty after sitting for so long. Tan'er has specially prepared some snacks for you. Your Majesty, please try Tan'er's craftsmanship." As soon as Qu Tan'er entered the door, he didn't wait for Mo Liancheng opened his mouth and offered some food in a flattering manner.

"Yes." Mo Liancheng's expression remained unchanged, he took it indifferently and remained the same.

"Your Majesty, do you want ginseng tea?" Qu Tan'er smiled softly, placed the snack in his hand in front of Mo Liancheng, and then put down the tea in Jing Xin's hand. When putting the tea down, my eyes glanced at what he was doing, but at this glance, the corner of his mouth twitched. This guy really had nothing to do, he was actually painting, and what he painted was a very beautiful bird standing under the wall, but unable to fly out.

Suddenly my heart skipped a beat. Why did I feel that this painting was so vivid?

A bird that cannot fly is miserable...like her?

But the phenomenon in the painting is a bit weird...

Mo Liancheng glanced at her, ignored her and continued to draw the unfinished painting.