"Thank you, First Prince. Tan'er can handle it herself." When Qu Tan'er saw Mo Yihuai approaching, even if her arm hurt, she didn't want him to touch her. She immediately got up and swiftly stepped back.
"What's going on? Tan'er, are you injured? Let this prince take a look," Mo Yihuai noticed Qu Tan'er's condition.
"Thank you for your concern, First Prince, but I'm fine," Qu Tan'er dodged Mo Yihuai's reaching hand, quickly avoiding contact. She glanced around and saw Mo Liancheng looking in their direction. It was close, and if that scheming and petty man saw her and Mo Yihuai in a struggle, she felt the consequences would be severe.
Mo Liancheng just raised an eyebrow, a hint of thoughtful smile playing on his lips. Other than that, he showed no other signs.
"Pan'er, tell me, what happened?" Mo Yihuai asked Qu Pan'er for an explanation.
"In response to Master's inquiry, Pan'er was just chatting with Tan'er. But unexpectedly, Tan'er..." Qu Pan'er looked at Qu Tan'er with a puzzled expression.
"..." Qu Tan'er sighed inwardly. This woman, did she have to make up stories without even drafting a rough draft? However, even though irritated, she couldn't bring herself to say anything. Today, they were in the first prince's residence, and even Mo Yihuai couldn't afford to lose face here. If she revealed the truth, it would only complicate matters.
Helplessly, she had to deal with it on her own since others always had someone to back them up, even if their reasons were unreasonable.
"Tan'er, how did you suddenly fall?" Qu Pan'er smiled again, repeating her earlier words.
"..." Qu Tan'er remained silent.
Maintaining an unchanged expression, her demeanor appeared calm, except for the fact that her sleeve was too long, concealing the fist she tightly clenched. No matter how well she hid it, droplets of blood were still dripping from her wrist.
Unable to speak the truth directly but unwilling to let Qu Pan'er off the hook.
"Tan'er, say something," Mo Yihuai urged.
"..." Qu Tan'er lowered her eyes and continued in silence.
"What does Eldest royal brother want my wife to say?" Mo Liancheng walked over casually, looking at Qu Tan'er with indifference and few words.
"Yes, Eighth Sister-in-law, what happened?" Mo Jingxuan also approached, intentionally standing between Qu Tan'er and Mo Yihuai, looking at Mo Yihuai with confusion.
"Nothing happened, just an accident," Qu Tan'er finally spoke softly, though with a hint of gritted teeth. Suddenly, she looked at Qu Pan'er with a sly smile and said, "Did I say it right, big sister...?"
"Yes, yes," Qu Pan'er echoed falsely.
"So that's how it is. Eighth Sister-in-law, you should be more careful, otherwise Eighth Brother will be distressed," Mo Jingxuan said with a light laugh, deliberately raising his voice a bit as if to let some people hear it.
Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched.
She was injured, and Mo Liancheng would be distressed? Ridiculous. She hadn't seen a single sign of him being distressed. If he was not an emotionless creature, she might have believed it.
"Now that you're injured, let's go back." Mo Liancheng glanced at her indifferently. With just this sentence, he turned and left without bothering to say goodbye to the people still standing there.
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