Green mountains and clear waters in the wild, plus first-class clear streams.

The birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, and the grass is full of green, just like a scene of a garden outside the city, so beautiful that it makes people reluctant to look away. Moreover, God is also beautiful, and the weather is extremely good, except... Is it really too idle? Otherwise, what is the use of the easel that suddenly appears?

Sadly, she knew that this would be the case.

Not long after getting off the carriage, Mo Liancheng had already picked up a seat and even arranged the easel. He almost put a snack and drinks on it, and then a beauty played the piano to help the painting feel.

"Your prince is so intriguing." Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, saying to Shi Xue.

"This is the case with the prince. After a long time, the princess will get used to it." Shi Xue responded coldly.

The factor of the cold beauty itself is cold, and it is not because of anyone.

Qu Tan'er's lips tightened, and she was still used to it? She was afraid that before she could get used to it, she would have vomited blood and died.

"Does the princess like the prince?" Shi Xue suddenly asked.

"Cough! Cough cough." Qu Tan'er coughed lightly, almost unstable, and staggered slightly, tilted his head slightly, and swept towards her with a strange look on his face. It seemed that he was asking, what did you just ask? This possibility is as small as Mars hitting the Earth. Is it possible? "This question..."

"The princess will like the prince."

"Are you so sure?" If even she is not sure, will others be so sure for her?

"Does the princess know why the prince wants to bring you out?"

"I'm not him." She was not the worm in Mo Liancheng's belly. She couldn't figure out what he meant, and could not guess what he was thinking.

"The prince never brings his wife out."

"Oh." So what?

"The prince protects the princess very much."

"Oh." It's not necessarily that if she didn't send her to the Hall of Hell, she would be Amitabha.

"Don't the princess believe it?"

"It's not that you don't believe it, but it's impossible. Your master's heart is deep, not something that we ordinary people can understand." Qu Tan'er looked at the blue sky, smiled slightly, looked at Shi Xue with a serious look, and gave her a very sure answer. Moreover, there was no slightest joking element.

However, she didn't understand a little. It seemed that this was not the first time she had heard Shi Xue's words.

Yu Hao seems to have said it. And... Mo Jingxuan has also said it, and Jingxin has also said it.

At this moment, Qu Tan'er hit her from the bottom of her heart, and she had to admire Mo Liancheng... her pretending skills became more and more unpredictable. She was so powerful that even her close-fitting guards and her brothers had deceived her.

God, it’s really unreasonable... Why are he taking all the benefits?

As she said that, Qu Tan'er's gaze couldn't help but look at Mo Liancheng with envy and hatred. The guy was pursing his thin lips slightly, as if he was focused. His only paintings in his eyes were not affected by external things at all. Even if she moved the sleeping brain cells in her head, she still couldn't guess that he came here to draw from afar, was he really idle or had another purpose?

At this time, Shi Xue took the sentence and asked, "Does the princess really think so?"

"Then Shixue, why do you think of the Fourteenth Prince?" Qu Tan'er didn't want to circle around the same topic anymore. She wanted to change the topic. Mo Jingxuan was a great start.
Chapter completed!