Chapter 116: The temptation of the old lady in the palace 1

"Cheng'er hasn't entered the palace very much these days. What's busy? Occasionally come to visit Ai's house and see the emperor. Save the day and night to know that staying in the house will not come out. It ’s time to accompany the mourning family. You can paint as much as you want. You do n’t need to be in a hurry. "
"Isn't the grandmother of the emperor the most aware of Chenger's temperament?" Mo Liancheng said nothing to avoid the importance and to be quiet.
"The Ai family knows your temperament too much, so I worry about you. I believe you won't let Ai disappoint, right?"
"Does the emperor grandmother want to force the city?"
"Chenger, are you deliberately coming to anger the sad family today?" The queen mother was slightly angry.
"The emperor's grandmother, the tea is cold, it is better to drink tea to moisten the throat first, and then speak slowly." Mo Liancheng smiled at the tea cup beside the queen mother, and deliberately bypassed the topic.
The queen mother heard Mo Liancheng's words, her face finally eased a little, and she glanced over at the silent Qu Tan'er, "Why didn't the eighth princess speak?"
"Daner didn't dare to bother." Qu Taner was startled and immediately returned. Then, gentle and demure, lowered his eyebrows, and did not look directly at the queen mother. Seeing the gaze of the old woman, she was not so friendly. She can't afford to provoke it for a while, but she's better to keep a low profile, otherwise, she won't even know how she died.
"Since you don't dare, that grief lets you talk, you speak."
"Yes." Qu Taner answered softly.
"You said, how many tea leaves do you have in this cup of tea?" The queen mother glanced at the tea cup in her hand and asked thoughtfully.
Qu Taner froze, and suddenly he twitched his lips, and wanted to speak, but he swallowed the words. Whoever heard this question would inevitably wonder whether the queen mother was talking to herself Right. Otherwise, who would ask this kind of idiot and naive question?
"Eight princesses." The queen mother narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at Qu Tan'er.
"Yes, the grandmother said ..."
"Why do you have to say it again?"
"Don't dare." Qu Taner was startled, really asked her? But ... how many tea leaves are in the tea? When she is a god, she knows everything. Obviously this dead old lady ... was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her. The next thing to predict is that no matter what she answers, the queen mother will definitely pick out thorns.
"What do you say about this tea?" The queen mother was not in a hurry, and the question should be asked, but she did not fall down, and continued to open her mouth.
"Returning to the Emperor's grandmother, Tan'er was dumb."
"Anyway, even if it's not right, Ai's family won't blame you, but if the Ai's family asks you, you must answer."
"Yes." Qu Taner's eyes swept slightly towards the direction of Moriancheng, thinking he would help her make a clearance. As a result, a man was leisurely tasting the tea in his hand, his face was indifferent. So she calmly replied, "If you return to the emperor's grandmother, there should be ..."
"The grandmother, who made this tea?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Qu Tan'er had spoken halfway, Mo Liancheng interrupted in suddenly and interrupted her intentionally. Susu turned the tea cup on her hand quite casually, and Fengmu looked at the queen with a smile.
"Why, this tea, Cheng'er doesn't like it?" The queen mother asked.
"Not really, it's just a little different than usual."