How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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My heart softened.
　　Everything may be fake, only my daughter is real.
　　After she got up early and cleaned up, she took out a tea set from the side room, placed it on the stone table in the yard, and started to think about it bit by bit.
　　Regarding making tea, the only thing she could do was recall how Liang Qian made it before.
　　When Mo Yangzhou came out, Jiang Wu looked at him and seemed to be stunned for a moment: "Why is it so early today?"
　　"Get up early and cool down." Jiang Wu smiled, "You didn't drink enough for me yesterday. The tea is not allowed to be replenished today."
　　Mo Yangzhou was smiling at first, but when he saw Jiang Wu being clumsy and almost getting burned, he looked worried and had a slight doubt in his heart.
　　It is not difficult to understand that a scholar like Liang Qian loves tea art.
　　But tea is an elegant and interesting thing, and making tea requires an elegant and dignified manner and a pleasing manner.
　　Jiang Wu obviously has nothing to do with it.
　　He remembered that he had poisoned Liang Qian in the first place. After he explained everything, he no longer had any use value and naturally had to be disposed of.
　　Before that, Mo Yangzhou asked one last question.
　　"What is your happiest memory?"
　　Maybe it's because he asked about happiness? The man who had completely transformed into a puppet actually showed a smile.
　　Like a smile of dreamlike happiness.
　　"I like it best when she makes me tea."
　　Oh? This is something he has never said before, and he almost missed it.
　　Is it because it is important? So it was left to the last minute to reveal. After he silently noted it down, he dealt with the man.
　　However... when he saw the trace of annoyance on Jiang Wu's face, a smile of true joy flashed across the man's face.
　　Compared to Fengya and the like, she is also very cute. No wonder Liang Qian kept thinking about it until the end.
　　"It's not burnt, is it?"
　　Jiang Wu shook his head: "No. I wasn't very good at tea in the first place, but now I have to regenerate."
　　Jiang Wu poured him a cup.
　　While he was talking, a figure came down and quickly stopped the cup of tea that Jiang Wu handed to Mo Yangzhou.
　　"I'm dying of thirst."
　　It was Mingzhu who just came back from practicing. Jiang Wu quickly stopped her: "Slow down! It's hot!"
　　This was a step too late. As expected, Mingzhu grinned the next moment, but... no Burned.
　　"It's so bitter..." Mingzhu now lost a lot of her previous eagerness and caution for her mother, and became much more casual, "Mother, is this the tea you made?" She smacked her lips, " It tastes so bad! The tea you made was the tea that my father had saved."
　　Jiang Wu smelled it and asked, "Did it go bad after being kept for too long?" Mo Yangzhou
　　couldn't help but laugh, and Mingzhu was also stunned. . Mom, I know how to rake you down. Even though he was thinking this, he couldn't help but smile on his face.
　　"Is beauty in the eye of the beholder?" she joked, "my father always told me that he liked the tea made by his mother the most. I thought my mother must have such superb tea skills! "
　　Okay!" Mo Yangzhou interrupted her lightly, "Don't be so talkative."
　　"I know, I know." Mingzhu sat aside in a gesture of surrender. Although she said she was disgusted, she deserved to drink. Not too much to drink.
　　Jiang Wu finished drinking tea with them with a normal expression, instructing the father and daughter to clean up the mess, while he went back to the room first on the grounds that he had not slept well.
　　As soon as she entered the house, her feet felt a little weak and she was unsteady.
　　Cold, so cold, this was the only feeling she felt.
　　The coldness from the soles of her feet spread throughout her body, making her tremble all over.
　　That person... Mo Yangzhou... absolutely cannot be Liang Qian.
　　Jiang Wu could no longer deceive herself. She had always imagined that Mo Yangzhou's words to her had some other unspeakable meaning.
　　But Mingzhu's words just now shattered his last fantasy.
　　This is what Mingzhu said when he was a child, that is to say, he really thought that Liang Qian liked to drink his tea.
　　Liang Qian said it before, that was the secret code between them.
　　Although it was mostly a joke when he said it at that time, when it finally came out of his mouth, it was definitely not a joke.
　　"You will definitely understand, right?"
　　In a daze, she seemed to feel that she heard the man asking herself this.
　　The temperature in Jiang Wu's eyes continued to rise, and the scene in front of Jiang Wu's eyes became increasingly blurry. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying.
　　You can't expose it yet, you can't let him know that you have already guessed it. She still had to figure it out: Mo Yangzhou was not Liang Qian, so where was Liang Qian?
　　He is not Liang Qian, why does he have Liang Qian's memory?