"Why don't you speak?" He asked again in a soft voice.

"If I fall in love, of course I will stay with you." She buried her little head deeply in his arms and said softly, "If you don't love me anymore, please let me go..."

Is that okay?”

"Okay! Remember what you just said."

Mo Liancheng felt relieved in his heart, but this bed...he decided to change it!

So, afternoon.

Qu Tan'er was taken out of the house to play for a day in a planned manner by Mo Liancheng.

In the evening, when she returned to the Xueyuan, she found that... the bed had been changed! She went crazy, grabbed Mo Liancheng's sleeves, and asked nervously: "Master, where is my bed?"

"I will keep it safe for you."

"Why?"

"When I get tired of you, I will return it to you." There will never be such a day.

"..." She was speechless.

She had a vague suspicion that Mo Liancheng knew something. She wanted to ask, but in the end, she still didn't ask.

A few days later.

Mo Yihuai was granted the title of Crown Prince.

There had been rumors in the capital that Mo Liancheng would become the prince, but when Mo Yihuai entered the prince's house, all of them were broken.

The prince's official appointment was very grand and grand.

All the way from the Grand Prince's Mansion, all the streets in the capital were bustling with activity, and everyone was scrambling to get there, fearing they would miss this scene.

Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng were also riding in a special sedan today.

Only a few thin veils block the view, and when the wind blows, everything flies up.

According to the official saying, this is called celebrating with the people, having close contact, but adding a piece of tulle to show your dignity.

Qu Tan'er looked at the dressed-up Qu Pan'er with a little boredom. She seemed to be sitting dignifiedly in a luxurious and unobstructed sedan. Under her exquisite appearance, she couldn't hide her proud look even if she wanted to.

Come on, this guy. There will be a day when she cries, hehe. As for Mo Yihuai in front of her, she didn't pay much attention. She turned her eyes back to Mo Liancheng beside her, thinking that he was looking at Mo Yihuai.

, but he didn’t expect that the person he was staring at was her.

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng stretched out a white jade-like plain hand and gently blocked her sight, "Don't look around, especially at men other than me."

"Yes! I obey." Qu Tan'er nodded obediently, but felt like a crow was flying past.

This guy is getting more and more cautious?!

Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng's eyes showed appreciation. He was very satisfied with her answer. He moved towards her and asked in a low voice: "How long can he be a prince?"

"I'm not a god." She's not a god, can't figure it out, and doesn't care.

Mo Liancheng chuckled and said nothing.

After a while, Qu Tan'er grabbed his hand that was blocking her sight and asked, "Sir, must we go to the Prince's Mansion?" She didn't want to deal with those who felt they were superior.

"Such a festive day, wouldn't it be boring without us? So I must go." Mo Liancheng added lightly. He didn't really want to go, but if he didn't go, he would appear to be narrow-minded.

This is the way of a king. However, he had already told the bearers to walk slower.

Qu Tan'er remained silent.

Look at him, then look at his little hand holding her, helplessly, she admits it.

By the time the two of them arrived at the Prince's Mansion, it was neither too early nor too late.

It just so happened that after Mo Yihuai and Qu Pan'er completed various complicated rituals, the banquet was about to begin. Qu Tan'er couldn't help but wonder if Mo Liancheng had planned the time a long time ago, otherwise, it would be too coincidental.
Chapter completed!