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

"Sister-in-law eight, what are you usually busy with?" Mo Jingxuan asked inadvertently.

"Busy, I dare not say, but when I am free, I read Nushu, read the Five Precepts, occasionally admire flowers, and then learn how to embroider and so on." Qu Tan'er thought for a while, and replied lightly with.

"Oh, it turns out that the eighth sister-in-law's habits are really different." After Mo Jingxuan finished speaking, he fell silent again, and he really couldn't stand this kind of question and answer, let alone Qu Tan'er's opening, no matter the tone , or attitude, all appear to be overly cautious.

"My lord likes to draw?" Qu Tan'er asked softly. In fact, what she wanted to say was, if the painting is finished, should she go back?

"Ah."

"What kind of paintings does the lord like to draw?" She didn't care what he liked to draw, she didn't like to stand aside and watch him draw at all.He didn't get tired while sitting and drawing, but her eyes ached when she stood and watched.

"Draw everything."

"Then the prince's painting should be almost done, so why don't you paint after eating something?"

"Need not."

"My lord should be thirsty, why don't you drink a cup of tea first."

"No need."

"My lord must be tired from sitting, so it's better to take a rest."

"Not tired."

"Then... Fourteenth Brother, your tea seems to be too full." Qu Tan'er turned her head in the middle of her sentence, and what she saw was Mo Jingxuan with eyes wide open, pouring tea, While looking at them, he didn't even realize that the tea he poured was overflowing.

"Uh, oh." Mo Jingxuan was startled, and immediately came back to his senses, and put the teapot down.

"king……"

"Report to the prince, Mrs. Yun is here."

In the middle of Qu Tan'er's words, the announcement at the door was snatched away.

"Well, let her come in." Mo Liancheng glanced at Qu Tan'er, then turned his gaze to the door, just glanced briefly, and didn't pay much attention to it.

Not long after, a young woman walked in outside the door, with heavy makeup and a hot figure, every step she took, her waist was about to sway with the wind, and the smile on her face was so delicate that it almost dripped juice.

"You Lian has met the prince, and the fourteenth prince." Yun Youlian walked into the study, dressed slightly, greeted Mo Liancheng and Mo Jingxuan, turned her gaze to Qu Tan'er, and there was a glint of gloom in her eyes He was ruthless, but immediately lowered his head, hiding this line of sight.

"What's the matter?" Mo Liancheng asked calmly without looking up.

"If you go back to the prince, I haven't seen the prince for many days, and I really miss you, so today I came here uninvited, and I hope the prince will not blame you." Yun Youlian smiled leisurely, twisted her waist and moved towards the ink. Liancheng walked over.

"..." Qu Tan'er stared slightly, watching Yun Youlian's actions in disbelief, not wanting to miss every subtle change of expression on her face.

Damn, this woman, this posture...that waist is almost broken, still shaking?

Although this woman is beautiful, she is too vulgar, and even her smile is too fake, which makes people feel dazzling. If she didn't call Mrs. Yun at the door just now, she really doubts that Yun Youlian came out of a certain brothel of.

"En." Mo Liancheng smiled faintly, no matter what the answer was, his attitude would always appear flat, and even the reply was reticent enough and thorough.

"My lord, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" Yun Youlian twisted her waist and walked to Mo Liancheng's side. When she glanced at the snacks on the table, she showed disgust: "Ah, lord, you Wouldn't you eat this kind of thing for breakfast? Luckily, I have already prepared it. This is the lily porridge that I personally made for you. You can try it and see if it suits your taste."