The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

The sound of the piano is so beautiful that it makes people reluctant to move.

except...

Qu Tan'er moved her feet, but she was tired from standing on one foot, so she shifted the weight of her body to the other foot, and continued to stand, gnashing her teeth at the sound of the zither ringing in her ear.She thinks she doesn't have piano cells, and she can't understand the meaning of the piano rhyme played.

But for her situation... Vermilion lips were pursed tightly, pink fists were clenched tightly, and she tried her best not to lose control and swing her fist towards the back that made her teeth itch with hatred.

These days, the same thing has been repeated.

Early in the morning, he brought breakfast to Mo Liancheng, thinking that it would be the end of the matter, but in the end, he was lucky, after finishing painting, he suddenly came to talk about playing the piano.Interested to come here every day after painting?He plays for hours as soon as he sits, will she be punished to stand?It doesn't matter if she is punished to stand, the sound of the broken piano will continue to torment her ears.

"How is this king playing?" Mo Liancheng caressed the strings and looked at her with a half-smile.

"Very good." Besides painting and playing the piano, what else does he have to do?

The standard one is a second-generation prince who makes a living out of fun.

"Do you think this king is better at painting or playing the piano?"

"It's all very good." She was so good that she wanted to hit the wall, this man, there was no end to it, she was almost exhausted.

"Why, you don't seem to like being with me?" Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, but he captured the gloomy glint in her eyes with precision, exactly.He was waiting, waiting for when her disguise could be removed.However, for several days in a row, she hadn't exploded, so he had to look at her differently.

"Tan'er is stupid, I don't understand what you mean, my lord, please tell me clearly."

"Then... what do you think the king wants to say the most?"

"Tan'er is not a roundworm in the prince's stomach, so I don't know what you want to say. But the prince asks Tan'er to accompany you here every day, and he doesn't just want Tan'er to listen to you playing the piano." This man, still pretending?

In the end, what she should endure, she still had to endure.

Anyway, he is a noble prince...

"What if the king just wants you to listen to the piano?" Mo Liancheng smiled lightly.

"Then...then Tan'er just listen, the lord plays very well." Qu Tan'er smiled weakly, the corners of her mouth twitched, the smile was too far-fetched.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes."

"Master Qu asked you to marry here, it seems that you are not just asking you to help me grind ink, but to listen to the piano." Mo Liancheng glanced at the direction of the lake thoughtfully, when he looked back, but It seemed careless again.

"Tan'er doesn't understand what the lord means." Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows, and now she finally understands that Mo Liancheng is here to test her, but she still depressed herself to death.

"You understand very well, otherwise, you wouldn't have married into the Eight Princes' Mansion." Mo Liancheng smiled indifferently, as if he was just talking about an unimportant matter.

She was the first one, and he couldn't find the truth after trying for a few days. Did she hide it too well, or did he just get it wrong?

"Then why did the prince want to marry?" Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, and had expected such a day.

Old Mr. Qu's purpose was too obvious, and others would appreciate it, but Qu Jiang Lin insisted on taking this risk, knowing that it was impossible, even if her head was broken and bleeding, she still married her off.

What's more, her daughter is not liked by Qu, so it doesn't matter if she dies or not.