Chapter 89

No More Changes 5

“Benwang doesn’t seem to have tied your feet.” Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly.

“Then I should be able to use it in the Frost Courtyard tomorrow?” Now that he saw through her, he shouldn’t have to stare at her anymore, right?

Mo Liancheng’s eyes flashed lightly, and he asked with a smile, “Has Benwang ever said this?”

“…” Qu Tan’er silently admitted that she was unlucky, and stopped asking.

Then, she turned around, unwilling to pay attention to him anymore. She quickly evacuated out of the courtyard, and ran back in the direction of her Frost Courtyard.

As soon as Qu Tan’er left, Yu Hao walked out of the fake stone, and stared at Qu Tan’er’s back. When it was certain that she was really walking away, he walked into the courtyard, “This subordinate doesn’t understand.”

Mo Liancheng’s splendid long sleeves flicked forward, and the guqin on the stone table flew up and flipped a few times. This set of movements was smooth, with an indescribable style, and the posture was also magnificent. Moreover, it was not at all clear how he did it. How could such a man like this be the kind that the rumors outside say knows only how to dance and use ink, with a weak constitution?

He ignored Yu Hao’s doubts, and instead focused on the guqin on his lap.

“Master, this subordinate…” Yu Hao paused.

“If you have anything to say, just say it, Benwang doesn’t want to guess your mind.” Mo Liancheng glanced at him, and then continued to stroke the strings in his hand.

“Is it appropriate to let the princess know the true temperament of the master?”

“Benwang doesn’t know her details. It’s fair. No one suffers, right?”

“But the princess is Master Qu’s person, and she may also belong to the prince.” Yu Hao’s worried expression became stronger.

“Do you think she would be?” Mo Liancheng asked instead without answering.

Indeed, would Qu Tan’er be Mo Yihuai’s person? He also wanted to know.

“This subordinate does not know.” Yu Hao had nothing to say and lowered his head, thinking of something, then continued, “This subordinate doesn’t understand, why did the master give the golden order to the princess?”

“So, Benwang made a bet.” Mo Liancheng looked at him with a faint smile, and suddenly the hand stroking the strings didn’t move anymore, instead pressing the strings, preventing them from shaking. He was betting on whose person Tan’er was, otherwise, she would only be from his Eighth Palace.

He also wanted to know how Qu Tan’er would deal with his golden order. Hide it? Give it to someone? Or…

“What if the princess hands over the golden order?” Yu Hao asked, but he didn’t specifically refer to whom.

“Then get the golden order back. It should belongs to Benwang, no one else.”

“What about the princess?”

“If so, you should make the announcement that there is no princess in the Eighth Palace.” Mo Liancheng smiled faintly as he spoke those few words that were too simple to be ordinary, but made people feel the murderous intent hidden in the language.

“Yes.”

“Looking at her, Benwang still wants to be idle for a few days.”

“Yes.” Yu Hao took the command, lowered his head slightly, and slowly stepped back.

On the stone bench, Mo Liancheng was sitting still, as if he didn’t want to leave for a while, and the sound of the guqin would occasionally float out, but it was not a song. It seemed that someone was plucking the strings intentionally or maybe unintentionally.

Meanwhile, Qu Tan’er came out of the Frost Courtyard and went straight back to the Snow Courtyard.

As soon as she entered the door, she fell down on the chair, too lazy to move.

“Master, this servant wants to tell you something.” Jing Xin entered the door and hurried over when she saw her master had come back.