The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

"My lord, don't you think you should drink tea first and then paint?" Qu Tan'er put the teacup in front of him with a smile.Although she also admitted that his paintings are very good and vivid, it's just that... the phenomenon in the painting is not realistic, it is obviously a bird with wings, how can it not fly over the high wall?

"En." Mo Liancheng replied, but he turned a blind eye to the tea placed in front of him.

Qu Tan'er stood aside, watching patiently.

After all, the painting will always be finished, but after a long time, he still doesn't move, it seems that he has forgotten her here.

So, she tried to ask: "Is the prince not thirsty?"

"Ah."

"Isn't your lord hungry?"

"Ah."

"Isn't your lord tired?"

"Ah."

"What's the prince's name?"

"Ah."

"Pfft!" Qu Tan'er laughed uncontrollably, "My lord's name is um..." The anger that had been ignored just now dissipated.People are not ignoring, but painting too focused.

"What's the matter?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly, interrupted her question unhurriedly, raised his head slightly, and swept her lightly.

"Does the lord not want to see Tan'er?"

"really."

"..." The corner of Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, she couldn't react to Mo Liancheng's blunt answer for a while, but...she had to establish a good relationship with him now, otherwise, she couldn't enter his bedroom to check.So, with a ruthless heart, she quickly twisted her waist hard with her small hand, and in an instant, mist appeared in her clear and beautiful eyes, "My lord, isn't Tan'er that unpopular with you?"

"Woman, if you pretend for too long, you will get tired." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly and shook his head.

He doesn't want to pretend at home, but what about her?As long as there are people, she will pretend.

"Tan'er doesn't understand what the prince means."

"Jing Xin, what do you think?" Mo Liancheng swept over Qu Tan'er, and his eyes fell on Jing Xin who had been following her silently, waiting for her answer.

"If you go back to the lord, the slaves don't understand what you mean, the lord." Jing lowered her head slightly and replied lightly.

"Is that so?" Mo Liancheng curled his lips slightly, not surprised.

"Go back to the prince, yes."

"If I drive you out of the Eight Princes Mansion for the crime of deceiving me, tell me, what will happen?" Mo Liancheng stated a possibility lightly. Although it was a question, it gave people an intuition. He'll do it the next moment.

"The servant does not understand what the prince means." Jing Xin replied calmly.

"You know, no one dares to take in the person who is driven out by this king. Then tell me, what will happen to you?" Mo Liancheng smiled indifferently, without even the slightest hint of threat, but the more he spoke, the more intimidating he became. People startled.In the capital, no one dared to accept the people who were kicked out from the Eight Princes' Mansion, not even the Great Prince's Mansion.

In the court, Molian City is a special existence.

He has always ignored the government, has no real power, and has no intention of fighting for the throne.But all the major figures in the court, including the great prince, An Lehou, etc., are thinking about who they want to pull out.Even today's emperor and queen mother are rumored to be very fond of him, and there are three points of scruples in that "favor".

As for why?It's a secret that few people know.

"My lord, what do you mean?" Qu Tan'er twitched the corners of her mouth, trying her best to make her face look smoother and her tone sound more docile.