"I'll ask again, have we met before?" Xiao Li casually brushed off Yun Youlian's hand, turned his gaze back to Jing Xin's face, and repeated his question.
"Master, are we dealing with someone with a problem in their head?" Jing Xin tugged at Qu Tan'er's sleeve, asking in a hushed voice.
"Probably," Qu Tan'er nodded in agreement, feeling the same way.
"Master, it's getting late. We should head back."
"Yes, indeed. It's time to go."
With that, Qu Tan'er quickly pulled Jing Xin to leave. However, before departing, she couldn't resist putting on the airs of a princess and leaving a parting remark for Yun Youlian, "We'll leave first. Lady Yun, remember to always stay within your bounds. Don't casually flirt with men. Otherwise, if it tarnishes the Prince's reputation, don't blame this princess for following the house rules to expel you from the mansion." With a cold glance at the handsome man beside her.
What house rules? According to that Mo Liancheng, it seemed like they only apply to her, Qu Tan'er?
Seeing the two hastily leaving, Xiao Li was momentarily surprised. He took a step forward, intending to follow.
"Young Master Xiao, the Prince often mentions you. How about we go together-"
"Get lost." Xiao Li swept her a cold gaze, shaking off Yun Youlian's pull. The next moment, he headed towards Qu Tan'er, but when he reached the entrance of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, he didn't go in. He looked up at the large characters at the entrance, a smile played on his lips, then he turned and left.
Back at the Eighth Prince's Mansion, the incident at the marketplace was not mentioned again and was left unresolved.
Qu Tan'er thought that the days would be peaceful now. However, the next day, an unexpected visitor arrived, and coupled with some kind of flower appreciation banquet organized in the mansion, everyone was gathered in the Frost courtyard.
Seated at the top were Mo Liancheng, with Qu Tan'er beside him, and Yuhao and Jing Xin standing behind them.
As for the guest seat, it was occupied by Xiao Li, and another seat was casually occupied by Mo Jingxuan.
Below, there were the favored and unfavored concubines, all present.
"Your Highness, since Xiao Gongzi is here today, coinciding with the mansion's flower appreciation season, why not let Youlian play a tune to enhance the atmosphere for everyone?" Yun Youlian seized the opportunity, smiled slightly, and as she finished speaking, a maid behind her sensibly brought out a zither.
"Sure." Mo Liancheng responded indifferently, his expression showing little emotion.
"..." Qu Tan'er remained silent, casting a glance at Yun Youlian before looking at Mo Liancheng.
This woman is really boring. Flower appreciation is already tedious, and now she wants to play the zither?
And Mo Liancheng is pretending to be weak even at his own banquet. Ugh...
"Eighth Brother, you play the zither every day. Why would you want to listen to someone else play? Is there anyone with better musical skills than you?" Mo Jingxuan deliberately glanced at Yun Youlian, and his voice was intentionally amplified.
"Your Highness, this concubine..." Yun Youlian felt embarrassed.
"Oh, so you want to play the zither. Do you really want to?" Mo Jingxuan disdainfully looked at Yun Youlian. Seeing that she was really about to play the zither, he spoke again, not holding back, "I suggest you don't play. Anyone who has heard Eighth Brother's musical skills will find anyone else's playing tasteless."
As a result, Yun Youlian's face twitched. She reluctantly stood up from the zither seat, swept a cold glance at the maid beside her, and returned to her original position.
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