Chapitre 6: Chapter 6 Pretend, Pretend, She Just Pretends 2

Upon hearing this, Qu Tan'er was overjoyed. She didn't expect that just one unpleasant remark could ruin the marriage. If she had known, she wouldn't have endured so much discomfort. However, patience—if she couldn't tolerate minor setbacks, she would ruin greater plans. If only this Eighth Prince could nod his head quickly and declare the engagement annulled, she would definitely burn incense in gratitude for his kindness in sparing her. "Is it Qu Daren's intention that this prince annul the engagement?" Mo Liancheng lightly lifted his flowing sleeve, his slender jade-like finger gently brushing over the cup on the rosewood tea table, smiling softly like a breeze, calm and indifferent. "..." Yes, yes, please nod and agree quickly. Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, suppressing the urge to voice her thoughts. Qu Jianglin kneeled on the ground, "Everything follows the prince's arrangements, I wouldn't dare to utter the slightest complaint." "If I remember correctly, this marriage was bestowed by the Emperor." "This..." "Does Qu Daren believe that I can annul the marriage?" "..." Qu Jianglin's face was filled with anxiety and fear. "Since the marriage cannot be annulled, Qu Daren should quickly pick an auspicious date." Mo Liancheng's soft voice remained unchanged. "..." Huh? It couldn't be. Qu Tan'er was shocked. An auspicious date... Just one Imperial Decree, and she was about to get married? "Yes, yes, this humble servant understands." Qu Jianglin immediately agreed, his face beaming with joy. "The hour is late, I should return to the mansion, no need for you to see me off." Mo Liancheng rose unhurriedly, his phoenix eyes glanced briefly at Qu Tan'er, his lips slightly moving, but in the end, he didn't speak, stepping leisurely towards the great door. As Mo Liancheng left, the Fourteenth Prince, Mo Jingxuan, also followed him out. "Respectfully seeing off the Eighth Prince, Fourteenth Prince." Qu Jianglin stood up and bowed slightly, his lowered head perfectly concealing a triumphant smile... Mo Liancheng and the others left the Qu mansion. In Bluestone Alley, being a residential area for wealthy families, there were only a few scattered pedestrians. A luxurious prince's carriage, inside the carriage. Mo Jingxuan leaned against the window and couldn't help but ask, "Eighth Brother, I don't understand, why did you agree to marry her? She and the Great Prince..." His tone carried some disdain and displeasure. Who didn't know the unclear relationship between the Qu family's Fourth Miss and the Great Prince? Yet, the concubine his always admired Eighth Brother was to marry was her. Mo Liancheng's lips curled into a mocking smile. "What do you think?" "What do I think? I don't understand at all. I can't see any good in that woman, except nodding continuously. Look at her just now, she didn't raise her head from start to finish. Maybe she has a pockmarked face that she doesn't dare show. And look at Qu Daren's attitude, clearly scheming something. If you really marry that woman, aren't you afraid there won't be good days ahead?" "The Emperor's orders are hard to defy." He nonchalantly tossed out a heavyweight reason. "Oh, come on! Eighth Brother, others may not know you, but I do. Even if it were the Empress Dowager's command, you wouldn't necessarily follow it. What exactly—" "Have you ever seen me refuse a woman offered to me?" "Oh, that's true." "The show is about to begin." Mo Liancheng said softly, his gaze cold. Outside the carriage, Mo Liancheng's personal guard Yu Hao remained vigilant of the surroundings.