Jing Xin asked, the worry between her brows had never relaxed since she came back from the Prince's Mansion.

"All the details at that time." Qu Tan'er replied directly.

"After the master asked Concubine Lan's people to take you away, Shixue immediately asked the servant to tell the prince. She herself was about to follow you to protect you, but at that moment, the queen's people came over."

"What next?"

"The queen just asked a few questions casually, then said she was feeling unwell, and the slave girl and Shi Xue went back to the front yard." Jing Xin replied.

"Is it that simple?" Qu Tan'er frowned slightly.

At this time, Jing Xin showed uneasiness and hesitated to speak. After struggling for a while, she finally asked in a low voice: "Master, is it really Concubine Lan who wants to see you?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"When I went to see the queen, I saw Concubine Lan just coming out of the main courtyard."

"Have you mentioned this matter to Shi Xue?"

"My slave, no. But..." Jing Xin pursed her lips, "But my slave, I feel that Shi Xue knows more than this slave. After all, even if it is the Prince's Mansion, there should be eyeliners from the Eighth Prince's Mansion."

When Qu Tan'er heard this, her face was tangled.

Indeed, Mo Liancheng's expression has been a bit strange ever since he left the Prince's Mansion.

"Then who wants to see the master?"

"It's the old immortal Queen Mother."

Qu Tan'er gritted her teeth and replied the last sentence, then pulled back the quilt and said nothing more.

Jing Xin stayed for a while and was about to retreat when Qu Tan'er suddenly sat up and asked, "Jing Xin, where is the prince?"

"I heard that the prince has been in the study since he came back from the prince's mansion."

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know, slave."

Qu Tan'er didn't ask any more questions, waved her hand and said, "Well, you go and have a rest."

Unexpectedly, Jingxin did not move. He lowered his head with deep thoughts and wanted to say something.

In the end, he didn't say anything and quietly retreated.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Qu Tan'er, wearing a brocade cloak, appeared hesitantly in front of Mo Liancheng's study.

"Princess, please come in." Yu Hao appeared quietly, "The master has been waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Qu Tan'er couldn't help but feel a little startled when she saw the light coming from inside and the figure.

Is he waiting for her?

"Squeak!" With a sound, Yu Hao opened the door, "Master, the princess is here."

"Yeah." Mo Liancheng, who was sitting silently in front of the desk and reading a book, raised his head and looked at the person who was walking in at the door. The little face with hesitation showed that she was already as clear as a mirror.

I understand what he means.

When Qu Tan'er met, his clear eyes couldn't help but freeze.

She...does have something that she shouldn't hide from him.

If a couple really loves each other, they should trust each other, right?

"Chengcheng..."

Just as Yu Hao was about to close the door, his hand suddenly trembled, "Chengcheng?! Do you call me Wangye?"

The next second, the corner of Yu Hao's mouth twitched, but he was keenly aware of the crisis. He quickly closed the door like lightning - Du! Sure enough, he saw a hidden weapon, a precious paintbrush! From the inside to the outside, he penetrated the wood three-thirds, and a small part was exposed.

It was clearly visible outside the door. He couldn't help but secretly wipe his sweat... Prince, you are too cruel.

Regarding the brief PK confrontation between the master and the servant, Qu Tan'er in the room was completely unaware of it.

Forgive her for being a novice. Experts compete with each other. If a person who is not even close to the level of a rookie notices it, then he is not called a master, but a mediocre player.
Chapter completed!