From the beginning, Mo Liancheng believed that she had a purpose in marrying into the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and she had even had murderous intentions, right? If there is a lack of trust between people from the beginning, then in the future, if they want to have enough trust again

Difficult. Unless something big enough happens to change the initial suspicion.

But currently, she is not doing anything.

She would not be so naive as to think that Mo Liancheng already trusted her...

"Guess what, eighth sister-in-law." Mo Jingxuan had no intention of letting her go and insisted on asking her to name him.

"It can't be you anyway." Qu Tan'er had no choice but to answer him casually.

"It certainly can't be him." Mo Liancheng glanced at her and continued painting.

He didn't ask any more questions, and the topic stopped here.

"Do you, the Fourteenth Prince, still remember what happened half a month ago?" Qu Tan'er raised his head slightly and looked at Mo Jingxuan with a chuckle.

"Ahem, there's no need to mention it, Sister-in-law Eight, I remember it very clearly." Mo Jingxuan's facial muscles trembled, and he seemed to be a little concerned about what happened not long ago and didn't really want to mention it.

"Do you dare to gamble again?" Qu Tan'er chuckled, very satisfied with Mo Jingxuan's reaction, at least it was half successful.

"What kind of gambling method?" Mo Jingxuan also became interested, but soon, his face turned blank when he thought of something, "I heard that the eighth sister-in-law has just recovered from a serious illness and is not in good health... Forget it." He had heard it earlier.

Talking about what happened on the seventh day, I also came here in person, but Yu Hao blocked me outside the snowy courtyard.

The corners of Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched and she said, "Do you think I'm sick?"

"Today...it's not like that!" Mo Jingxuan's eyes suddenly brightened again.

"Then do you still dare to bet?" Qu Tan'er seduced with a smile.

"There's nothing I dare not bet on, Bage, don't you think so?" Mo Jingxuan was not stupid, so he consciously turned the conversation to Mo Liancheng and asked him to give him an idea.

"Well, right." Mo Liancheng's painting wrist paused, and his eyes moved slightly. Is she happy because of this one? It's not because of the fourteenth brother... The eyebrows could not help but slowly stretch, and he raised his head and scanned lightly.

They glanced at each other and said nothing.

"Then it's better to stick to the original gambling method. My request is also to leave the house, but not just once, but an order to leave the house at will in the future." Qu Tan'er also imitated the cleverness and spoke clearly first, and did not tolerate ink.

Liancheng picks another loophole.

"Eighth sister-in-law, why do you want to go out so much?" Mo Jingxuan asked.

"I'm sorry, I have no comment. I just want to say, bet or not?"

"It's a bet, Bage, you won't object, right?" Mo Jingxuan was eager to start right away, but since Mo Liancheng was present, he wouldn't make it too obvious.

"Go out of the house seven times."

"What I want is an order to leave the palace at will." Seven...seven again? Does this wretched man really love the word seven?

"Maybe you don't want it even once." Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, not interested in her bargaining drama at all, and once he said it, he never had the possibility to change it.

"Okay, seven times is seven times. What you said must be counted." Qu Tan'er was heartbroken. Although she did not expect this result, she could still accept it reluctantly. At worst, she would weigh it herself.

number of times.

"What I want is still the calming pearl."

"make a deal."
Chapter completed!