Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 98: Please master, please punish me 2

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As soon as she entered the door, Qu Tan'er happened to see Mo Liancheng standing by the bed waiting for her.

"Your Majesty, it's time to wash your face."

Then, Qu Taner placed the wooden water plate in his hand on the table, smiled softly, and waited patiently for his move.

"Yes." Mo Liancheng responded quietly, put his hands directly into the water dish, took the towel out of the water, twisted the water, and then covered his face.

After washing up, he still didn’t say a word.

"..." Qu Tan'er looked at it in disbelief, then looked at the plate of water she brought over personally: "Isn't it hot?"

"Very good, moderately hot."

Moderately hot?

Judging from the steam rising from the plate of water, it is said to be moderately hot?

Qu Tan'er twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, really wondering if there was something wrong with someone's touch cells. She was just in case the freshly boiled water would dissipate heat too quickly over time, so she deliberately speeded up her pace. He ran over and tested the water temperature at the door just now. As a result... he said the heat was moderate?

"Then please have a meal, Your Majesty. Today, Tan'er asked someone to cook a bowl of lotus seed and lily porridge. Please try it, Your Majesty." Qu Tan'er had no choice but to turn to the bowl in Jing Xin's hand again, and gave her a look in his eyes. Signed over.

Jing Xin lowered his head slightly and hesitantly handed the bowl to Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng also cooperated. He used whatever Qu Tan'er gave her. Now that she asked him to drink porridge, he drank the porridge without leaving a drop.

"Your Majesty, is the porridge to your liking?" Qu Tan'er asked.

"Well, it's just right, not sweet, not bland, very good."

Very good?

Not sweet or bland?

But the question, what she wants to say is - is this porridge cold enough? !

Yes...

"Accompany me to the study." Mo Liancheng glanced at her lightly, but still didn't say anything. He raised his feet, took a step, and walked out of the door with grace and dignity.

"He..." Qu Tan'er stared, wondering if she was dazzled, otherwise...

To wash her face, she asked the mirror to boil.

When she wanted to drink porridge, she asked Jing Xin to use extreme methods to turn the porridge into a cold feeling.

The water will definitely not be moderately hot when washed.

It is absolutely impossible for the porridge to still taste good when you drink it.

But...

"Master, fortunately, the prince is not angry." Jing Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension just now relaxed.

"I hope he can get angry, get angry, and then glare at me and say, don't come here anymore, and I'm not allowed to touch his face wash water, let alone his porridge, but... ..." She wanted to cry.

The idea was great, but when I finished the hard work, I didn’t even get back any money.

"Then shall we continue?"

"Let's go to the study." Qu Tan'er took a deep breath, twitched the corners of his mouth, waved his hands, and went directly to the study.

She didn't believe it. She had done this, but Mo Liancheng didn't even react at all.

She didn't want much, she just wanted him to tell her to go back to Xueyuan.

Then...

As soon as Mo Liancheng came to the study, he habitually sat down in front of the desk, spread out the drawing paper, thought deeply for a while, then raised his bare hand to pick up the brush and started painting, while Qu Tan'er, standing beside him, was still just grinding. Ink's share.

As for Yu Hao and Jing Xin, they stood aside quietly and waited.

"Yeah." Qu Tan'er suddenly lost his footing and carelessly ground some ink out of the grinding table!