Chapter 73: Weakness is a protective color 1

"Taner has seen the prince." Qu Taner stopped when he came to the middle of the room, and blessed Morin Cheng slightly. He turned his eyes to Mo Jingxuan, who wanted to speak, but couldn't figure out his Identity, it's hard to say anything.
"Oh, it's Hachiman. I'm Mo Jingxuan who is ranked 14. Hachiman said I'll be fourteen." Mo Jingxuan smiled brightly, but he didn't seem to be born. From her glance just now, he also knew her doubts.
"It turned out to be the fourteenth younger brother. Taner came over suddenly. I wonder if it disturbed Wangye?" Qu Taner chuckled, turning his eyes back to Mo Liancheng, and asked with some worry.
"Hachiman is more concerned, in fact, my eighth brother has nothing to say, just talk casually. Since Hachiman is here, it would be better to sit down and talk together." Mo Jingxuan smiled casually.
"Daner didn't dare. Taner was just a woman. He was improperly involved in men's affairs. His father taught him. It wasn't Taner's thing to ask about Wang Ye, and Taner couldn't ask."
"That ..." Mo Jingxuan twitched, staring at Qu Taner strangely.
However, the city even sitting at the desk did not even open his mouth, and his eyes occasionally swept towards Qu Tan'er, but he just passed away and didn't stop.
"The prince should n’t have used breakfast. Taner brought some snacks. It ’s better to ask the prince to use it first. If nothing is wrong, Taner won't bother. If the prince has something, please also tell her to tell her, Taner. They'll come over right away. "Qu Taner went to the desk, put the plate down, and lowered his head slightly, looking docile.
After talking, I did n’t wait for Morien to answer, and then turned around. Wherever he came in, he went out.
"Isn't Baba staying?" Mo Jingxuan's face was still twitching, and he really doubted what he saw.
"No, Taner knows, the study is heavy, it's not Taner who should stay more, then--"
"Since it's here, then stay." Mo Liancheng opened his mouth unhurriedly, raising his head slightly, staring at the back of Qu Tan'er, and even her body was obvious because of his words. The stiffness was also clear.
"Yes." Qu Taner yanked the corner of the mouth into the door.
The next moment when she turned around, everything returned to her original position.
then……
"I wonder where Tan Er should sit?"
"I'm so tired." Mo Jingxuan suddenly uttered a sentence, but it was vague, and it wasn't very real.
"What is the fourteenth brother talking about?" Qu Taner looked at Mo Jingxuan in doubt.
"I'm saying, this tea is so fragrant. I haven't had such good tea in a long time."
"Oh, the fourteenth brother will drink more."
"Okay." Mo Jingxuan listened, his mouth twitched even more.
"Come here and polish the ink for my king." Mo Liancheng gave a glance at Qu Taner, and continued to lower his head, slowly painting his own painting.
"Yes." Qu Tan'er smiled slightly and whispered back. The standard good wife looks like everything, whether it's sound or attitude. Even she couldn't help clapping for herself. It seems that she really has the talent for acting, she really regrets it, why not go to the art school?
Then, head down, walked slowly, glanced at the situation on the table, and no longer asked, holding the ink strips and slowly rubbing the ink.
One lap, two laps, three laps ...
With every few grinds, the sight swept the portrait in front of the city of Merlin.