Chapter 145 Live simple and live happily 4

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"Eighth brother is good to you?" Mo Yi asked these words unconsciously after a moment of loss of consciousness.

"Very well, the prince loves Tan'er very much, and the prince really cares about her." Qu Tan'er replied softly.

"That's good."

"Brother King seems to care about this prince's consort?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Mo Yihuai with a smile.

"It's the Eighth prince whom I am worried about."

"Oh, is that so?"

"If the Eighth prince is fine , then this prince will go back." 

"Yu Hao sent the Great Prince out of the house." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly. Without leaving him, his eyes motioned towards Yu Hao.

"No, this king knows the way." Mo Yihuai waved his hand, stood up, turned and left.

As soon as Mo Yihuai left, the door closed, Qu Tan'er stared at someone who was lying on her shoulders all this time, and the corner of her mouth twitched in a straight line, her expression was not good, and her tone of voice was not much better: "It's very comfortable to lean on. Isn't it?"

He was fine, leaning on not feeling tired, but she was so exhausted as to help him.

Why is he more tired than her carrying him on her back last night? ! But last night, she only cared about saving people and didn't think so much...

"Not hard." Mo Liancheng opened his lips lightly and answered casually.

"It shouldn't be troublesome to sit upright?" Qu Tan'er asked again.

"Indeed."

"It's better if the prince could move his body away and raise his head."

"It won't kill you for a while."

"Oh, okay, let's increase the days. Anyway, I won't bother if I you allow me to leave the house. Too many times." Qu Tan'er didn't care, but she answered casually. In this case, everyone is happy. If he is comfortable, she is also happy.

"It's not good for a woman to be too greedy."

"Sorry, this is not called greedy, this is called due."

"Oh?" Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, didn't lean on her anymore, sat up slightly.

"If it's okay, then can I go out?" Qu Tan'er yawned slightly and asked what she meant.

"Yeah." Mo Liancheng didn't say much, and directly agreed.

Qu Tan'er stood up and walked to the door.

When she came out of the study, she thought she was going directly back to the snow courtyard. After tossing all night, no matter how busy she in the morning, Jing Xin should look for her everywhere.

But...

"Eighht Princess." 

With a soft cry, Qu Tan'er's footsteps stopped abruptly, her stiff body just stood still without turning around, and her small face was filled with grief and indignation. This person is really lingering, haven't you just seen me in the study? Didn't you leave here waiting for her?

"Why, doesn't the Eighth Princess want to see this king?" Mo Yihuai walked closer.

"Tan'er has seen the great prince. I wonder if the great prince is looking for Tan'er for anything?" Qu Tan'er took a deep breath, and when she returned to a calm complexion, she turned around unhurriedly, greeted him, and then waited. Looking at Mo Yihuai with a smile.

"I can't find you if I'm don't need something? Did you forget about this prince so quickly? You really make this prince feel uncomfortable and painful." Mo Yihuai raised his eyebrows slightly, alienating Qu Tan'er slightly and expressed some dissatisfaction.

"Tan'er doesn't understand what you mean by that prince?"

"You know, you know what this prince means."

"What does the prince want to say?" Qu Taner's eyebrows drooped lightly, not touching Mo Yihuai's gaze . Suddenly seeing Mo Yihuai approaching, she couldn't help but step back slightly, keeping a proper distance. 

What does this man want? She felt uneasy. You don't avoid suspicion in the Eighth Princes' Mansion? I don't know how many eyes are staring at this side in the dark, he made it clear that he wanted to harm her...

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 22, 2021 ⏰

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