Chapter 82: In the future, I will only like you 3

The sound of the piano here is elegant and quiet, and the smell is so beautiful that even the butterflies that fly over seem to follow the flip and dance, so beautiful that people are reluctant to leave.

Except ...

Qu Taner moved his foot, and when one foot was tired, he shifted the gravity of the body to the other foot, and continued to stand. He really gritted his teeth with the sound of the tune that was ringing in the ear. She confessed that she had no piano cells and could not hear what the pop-up rhyme meant.

But for her situation ... Zhu's lips were clenched, pink fists were clenched, and she struggled to stop flicking her fists towards the back that made her hate itchy.

Because these days, she has been repeating the same thing.

For example, early in the morning, I brought breakfast to Merlian City, and thought that it would be done. As a result, he was good and finished painting. Suddenly, he was intrigued and wanted to play some piano. And this interest should come back every day after painting? As soon as he sat, he played the hour, and asked her to stand by him and listen. Is she going to punish? No matter the punishment, the broken sound continued to poison her ears.

"How is the king playing?" Moriancheng stroked the strings and looked at her with a smile.

"Very good." Apart from painting and playing the piano, what else could he do?

The standard is a second-generation prince who lives for fun.

"Do you think Wang's painting is good, or is he playing the piano well?"

"It's all good." She was so good she wanted to hit the wall, this man, she was almost exhausted.

"Why, you don't seem to like to be with the King?" Merlian City smiled softly, capturing the flash of depression in her eyes accurately, not badly. He was waiting for when her disguise could be unloaded. But for a few days, she hadn't exploded, making him have to look at it differently.

"Daner is stupid, I don't understand what you mean, and ask Wang to make it clear."

"So ... what do you think King wants to say?"

"Taner is not a tapeworm in Wang's stomach. Naturally, I don't know what you want to say. But Wang told Taner to accompany him every day. He didn't just want Taner to listen to you playing the piano." This man, pretending to be?

As a result, she should endure it, still have to endure it.

No matter what, he is a noble king ...

"What if my king just wanted you to listen to the piano?" Morian City smiled slightly.

"Then ... listen to Taner, Lord Ye is playing very well." Qu Taner smiled faintly, tearing the corners of his mouth, smiling too far-fetched.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes."

"Master Qu asked you to marry. It seems that you are not just asking you to help Mo Wang and listen to the piano." Mo Liancheng glanced thoughtfully at the direction of the lake. Looks casual again.

"Taner didn't understand the meaning of Lord Wang." Qu Taner raised an eyebrow. Now he finally understands that Molian City came to test her, but she also gave herself to death so badly.

"You know very well, otherwise, you won't marry into the Eight Princes' Palace." Morian City smiled lightly, as if he was just talking about an insignificant thing. She was the first one who hadn't tried out the details for a few days. Was she hiding too well, or was he wrong?

"Then why is the prince marrying?" Qu Taner smiled as well, expecting such a day.

Mr. Qu's purpose is too obvious, and others can observe it, but Qujiang Linfei has to take this risk, knowing that it is impossible, even if she broke her head and had blood, she still married her.

Besides, her daughter must not like Qu by her own name. It doesn't matter if she doesn't die.