Mo Liancheng is determined to win the throne. When he really becomes emperor one day, more problems will follow.

Not only women, but also national affairs.

He may have less and less time with her...

The banquet ended and the people also parted.

Mo Liancheng went to the imperial study first and met the emperor.

After about a quarter of an hour, I came back, took Qu Tan'er and walked outside.

On the carriage, the palace was out.

He did not mention the conversations with Chinu Yama and others.

Qu Tan'er didn't ask, just thought that nothing had happened.

but……

The next day, Chinu Yama said she liked the Eight Kings Mansion and moved in temporarily.

The emperor did not object, and King Beiyuan said nothing.

It was a guest from afar, so Mo Liancheng naturally could not refuse.

In the snow courtyard, Jingxin looked anxiously at Qu Tan'er, who was lying on the rocking chair without moving.

The real master is really not in a hurry, but she is so anxious that she is not a maid who is a eunuch. "Master, are you just watching Princess Beiyuan move in?"

"The visitor is a guest, so it's not surprising that he stays for a few days." Qu Tan'er said leisurely.

"Isn't my master angry?" Jing Xin frowned, feeling that his master became more and more strange.

"Don't be angry, so you can avoid destroying your mood and affecting your fetus." She has done this, what else do you want her to do?

"Master, why don't you drink soup?" Jingxin asked carefully.

"I'm tired of drinking." Qu Tan'er said the truth. I'll drink it every day, and I'll get tired of it. "By the way, how about the lotus root powder I asked the servants to dry? Cook it to let you taste it? And get some lotus root candy, and bring it over."

Jingxin pointed, nodded immediately, and left.

The last time I came a lotus root mat. Later, Qu Tan'er ordered his servants to pull up all the lotus roots in the mansion, throw the buds into the pond, and wait for them to bloom next year.

However, there was too much lotus root and she couldn't finish it, so she ordered someone to make some of it into lotus root powder to store it.

If the child is born in the future, it may work.

Qu Tan'er looked at the sky speechlessly, a little worried that this peaceful day would suddenly be broken, "I'm afraid there are not many safe days... Alas."

Suddenly, the breeze blew gently, bringing a familiar breath.

Mo Liancheng came over at some point and gently pulled Qu Tan'er from the rocking chair, took her into his arms, and then sat on the chair, letting her sit in his arms.

The two of them leaned together quietly.

"Tan'er, have you blamed me?" he asked after a long time.

"No." Qu Tan'er replied.

"That soup is drunk."

"I don't want to drink it. I'm tired of it. Jingxin asked just now."

"Then don't drink it." Mo Liancheng casually played with her little hands, but when he looked carefully, he found that he was just helping her warm her hands and said softly: "Princess Beiyuan proposed to live in the Eight Kings Mansion, but I did not refuse. Dongyue's current friendship with Beiyuan is a necessary national policy. If he refuses, Beiyuan will feel that Dongyue lacks sincerity, and his father agrees. I will let her not come in, which can also make her completely give up and stop her from marrying me."

"Are you sure she will definitely die of that heart?" Qu Tan'er was not as optimistic as him.

"So, I am waiting for you to speak."

"..." Qu Tan'er suddenly looked dark.

Looking at him smiling slightly and staring at him with a confident look on his face, she wanted to bite him to death!
Chapter completed!