Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce

"Wang ye, don't you think you should drink tea first, then paint?" Qu Tan'er smiled and placed the tea cup in front of him. Although she also admitted that his paintings are very good and the drawing is very vivid, the picture in the painting is not in line with reality. It is obviously a bird, with wings, how can it not fly out over the high wall?

"En." Mo Liancheng answered back, but turned a blind eye to the tea placed in front.

Qu Tan'er stood aside and watched patiently.

After all, eventually a painting will always be completed, but after a long time, he still did not move, seemingly forgotten that she is still here.

So, she tried to ask: "Is wang ye not thirsty?"

"En."

"Is wang ye not hungry?"

"En."

"Is wang ye not tired?"

"En."

"What is Wang Ye's name?"

"En. "

"Pu!" Qu Tan'er laughed out loudly. "Wang Ye was originally called "En"..." The anger she felt from being ignored/neglected a moment ago, all of a sudden disappeared. A certain man is not  ignoring her, but too focused on his painting.

(Pu! is the sound of escaping laugher)

"Is there something?" Mo Liancheng squinted and interrupted her questioning, his head slightly lifted, his eyes swept her faintly.

" Does Wang Ye not want to look at Tan'er?"

"Indeed."

"..." Qu Tan'er pulled out the corner of her mouth (pouted), the straightforward answer of Mo Liancheng made her unable to react for a short while, yet... currently she has a goal she needs to achieve so she has to have a good relationship with him, otherwise, there is no way to see his bedroom. As a result, with a fierce heart beats, her little hand quickly slammed onto his waist. In an instant, in her clear and beautiful eyes, a water mist appeared. "Wang Ye, Tan'er, are you not fond of her?"

"Woman, It's been too long, it's tiring." Mo Liancheng smiled and shook his head.

He doesn't want to pretend in his home, but what about her? As long as there is someone, she will always pretend.

"Tan'er does not understand the meaning of Wang Ye."

"Jing xin, what do you think?" Mo Liancheng swept through Qu Tan'er, and his eyes fell on Jing xin who followed her, waiting for her answer.

"Replying to wang ye, slave doesn't understand what you mean." Jing xin slightly lowered her head and answered back faintly.

"Is it like this?" Mo Liancheng's mouth is lightly hooked, not surprised.

(mouth is lightly hooked: laughing slightly)

"Replying to wang ye, yes."

"If ben wang drives you out of the eighth wang fu with the sin of deceiving ben wang, you say, what will happen?" Mo Liancheng faintly stated a possibility, although he was asking, one sentence, but it gave people an instinctive feeling, he will do it.

"The slave don't understand the meaning of wang ye." Jing xin answered without fear/panic.

"You know, no one dares to take in the people who ben wang sent out. Then say, what will be your end?" Mo Liancheng laughed indifferently, not even half of a dominating charisma was used in his threat, but the more he talked the more his words became shocking. In the capital, the people who were ousted (driven out) from the eighth wang fu, no one dared to accept them. Even Dawangye fu did not dare to accept them.

(Dawangye fu: the house of the elders in the imperial family)

In the imperial court, Mo Liancheng is a unique existence.

He has been ignoring the political affairs, has no real power, and has no intention to fight for the throne. But the major figures in the imperial court, including Dawangye and Anlehou, are all trying to break their heads thinking of ways to get him on their side. Even the current emperor and the Empress Dowager are extremely fond of him according to rumors, and this "petting" has caused many to become jealous of him.

(Anlehou 安乐侯: high officials in the imperial court)

(Break their heads: meaning to think too much)

(Empress dowager: Queen Mother, the mother of the current emperor and the widow of the late emperor)

Why is it so? It is a secret, and few people know it.

"Wang ye, what do you mean?" Qu Tan'er twitched her mouth, she tried her best to make her face look smoother, and let her manner of talking sound somewhat docile.

"Wang ye, don't you think you should drink tea first, then paint?" Qu Tan'er smiled and placed the tea cup in front of him. Although she also admitted that his paintings are very good and the drawing is very vivid, the picture in the painting is not in line with reality. It is obviously a bird, with wings, how can it not fly out over the high wall?

"En." Mo Liancheng answered back, but turned a blind eye to the tea placed in front.

Qu Tan'er stood aside and watched patiently.

After all, eventually a painting will always be completed, but after a long time, he still did not move, seemingly forgotten that she is still here.

So, she tried to ask: "Is wang ye not thirsty?"

"En."

"Is wang ye not hungry?"

"En."

"Is wang ye not tired?"

"En."

"What is Wang Ye's name?"

"En. "

"Pu!" Qu Tan'er laughed out loudly. "Wang Ye was originally called "En"..." The anger she felt from being ignored/neglected a moment ago, all of a sudden disappeared. A certain man is not  ignoring her, but too focused on his painting.

(Pu! is the sound of escaping laugher)

"Is there something?" Mo Liancheng squinted and interrupted her questioning, his head slightly lifted, his eyes swept her faintly.

" Does Wang Ye not want to look at Tan'er?"

"Indeed."

"..." Qu Tan'er pulled out the corner of her mouth (pouted), the straightforward answer of Mo Liancheng made her unable to react for a short while, yet... currently she has a goal she needs to achieve so she has to have a good relationship with him, otherwise, there is no way to see his bedroom. As a result, with a fierce heart beats, her little hand quickly slammed onto his waist. In an instant, in her clear and beautiful eyes, a water mist appeared. "Wang Ye, Tan'er, are you not fond of her?"

"Woman, It's been too long, it's tiring." Mo Liancheng smiled and shook his head.

He doesn't want to pretend in his home, but what about her? As long as there is someone, she will always pretend.

"Tan'er does not understand the meaning of Wang Ye."

"Jing xin, what do you think?" Mo Liancheng swept through Qu Tan'er, and his eyes fell on Jing xin who followed her, waiting for her answer.

"Replying to wang ye, slave doesn't understand what you mean." Jing xin slightly lowered her head and answered back faintly.

"Is it like this?" Mo Liancheng's mouth is lightly hooked, not surprised.

(mouth is lightly hooked: laughing slightly)

"Replying to wang ye, yes."

"If ben wang drives you out of the eighth wang fu with the sin of deceiving ben wang, you say, what will happen?" Mo Liancheng faintly stated a possibility, although he was asking, one sentence, but it gave people an instinctive feeling, he will do it.

"The slave don't understand the meaning of wang ye." Jing xin answered without fear/panic.

"You know, no one dares to take in the people who ben wang sent out. Then say, what will be your end?" Mo Liancheng laughed indifferently, not even half of a dominating charisma was used in his threat, but the more he talked the more his words became shocking. In the capital, the people who were ousted (driven out) from the eighth wang fu, no one dared to accept them. Even Dawangye fu did not dare to accept them.

(Dawangye fu: the house of the elders in the imperial family)

In the imperial court, Mo Liancheng is a unique existence.

He has been ignoring the political affairs, has no real power, and has no intention to fight for the throne. But the major figures in the imperial court, including Dawangye and Anlehou, are all trying to break their heads thinking of ways to get him on their side. Even the current emperor and the Empress Dowager are extremely fond of him according to rumors, and this "petting" has caused many to become jealous of him.

(Anlehou 安乐侯: high officials in the imperial court)

(Break their heads: meaning to think too much)

(Empress dowager: Queen Mother, the mother of the current emperor and the widow of the late emperor)

Why is it so? It is a secret, and few people know it.

"Wang ye, what do you mean?" Qu Tan'er twitched her mouth, she tried her best to make her face look smoother, and let her manner of talking sound somewhat docile.