Qu Tan'er argued with reason, but after walking a few steps, Mo Liancheng stopped silently.

Soon, Mo Liancheng took her aside, sat on the recliner under the tree, and let Qu Tan'er lie half in his arms. The two of them were so loving together, which made others envious. In the past, when she was in a coma, he also took her with her like this, and every day when the sun came out, he would lie here.

As for Zhao Qingyun who was left aside, his face became more and more ugly.

Some things are not hers, and they have to force them, but they can only be said to be the one who takes the blame.

"Brother Liancheng, I have something to say." Zhao Qingyun took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction, and said softly.

"If you have something to do, let's talk about it tomorrow. I am not free at the moment. I have to pay attention to the title and call him the prince. Not everyone can call me brother." Mo Liancheng responded slowly, staring at the person in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would be cold, so he tightened his hands slightly. What is he doing at the moment? Isn't it time to just hug the princess and bask in the sun? Is it very important to do it?

The next moment...

"Prince, I am also a princess at least! How can you treat me like this?"

"Zhao Qingyun, pay attention to the tone of speaking and the degree of measure." Mo Liancheng's face darkened, "The person sitting in front of you is this king, the princess, and the master of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. If you marry into the Eighth Prince and are just a concubine, it is best to abide by your duty, be in order, and serve the princess well."

"Serve her?" Zhao Qingyun was shocked and pointed at Qu Tan'er and said.

"What? Do you don't understand these rules?"

Mo Liancheng's cold eyes swept over Zhao Qingyun's raised fingers, as if he was thinking about whether to break it.

Zhao Qingyun put away in panic and quickly stood up like a young wife.

Qu Tan'er lazily lay in Mo Liancheng's arms and watched the show. Why do you feel like the vicious mistress in the novel? You specialize in bullying the concubine who just passed by? You can't help but feel a little embarrassed. However, the person who bullies the concubine is not her, but... a master who has never known how to be merciful in the slightest.

"Jingxin, bring the tea."

As soon as Mo Liancheng spoke, Jingxin quickly brought out a bowl of tea from the house.

At this time, Mo Liancheng signaled Jingxin to deliver it to Zhao Qingyun.

Zhao Qingyun was happy. Could it be that Brother Liancheng was afraid that he would be tired and even sent someone to bring him tea? In fact, he was quite nice to her, right? It must be Qu Tan'er's death... She hadn't finished thinking about it yet.

Mo Liancheng had already spoken coldly and said, "Person Concubine, I have already ordered last night that you don't need to come over to offer tea to the princess, but since you are here, then respect it."

"Sure, respect tea?"

"Or why?"

"King, Prince..."

"Why? Don't you do this? Haven't your mother taught you this rule?"

"Prince--" Zhao Qingyun's face was very bad, and she wanted to say something, but when she met Mo Liancheng's cold eyes, she immediately shut up. She unwillingly took the tea sent by Jingxin, and handed it to Qu Tan'er, and said unhappily: "Princess, please have tea."

"Kneel down! Your tone is a little respectful, I can't see any sincerity in you."
Chapter completed!