Chapter 64: At Night, Bedroom Secrets 3

On the ground, Qu Tan'er asked with a dry smile: "Hehe, why did the prince come back?" ”

"You seem to have forgotten that this is the king's bedroom."

"Oh my God, look at Tan'er's memory, it's really bad. The prince doesn't know, Tan'er has had nocturnal wandering syndrome since she was a child, and she often accidentally walks into the wrong room. "Wouldn't that be too bad? The door was in front of her, but Qu Tan'er was very worried that she was coming in vertically and going out horizontally.

"Bad memory?" Mo Liancheng asked slowly.

"Yes, that's what I remember, I don't always grow."

"Nocturnal wanderer?"

"Yes." The more Qu Tan'er answered, the more frightened she became.

"Went to the wrong room?" Mo Liancheng nodded, as if he understood, but he repeated what she had just said little by little.

"yes, yes, really went to the wrong room." Qu Tan'er tugged at the corners of her mouth, desperately trying to show her smile. She also understood that the excuse was too bad to be convincing at all.

"However, you seem to have forgotten one thing, this king has long said that you should never go where you shouldn't go."

"Yes, then the prince will take Tan'er off." Qu Tan'er's beautiful eyes flashed, and she directly picked out her words. "Tan'er knew from the beginning that the prince never thought of marrying Tan'er, and he never liked Tan'er, and marrying Tan'er was just because of a holy decree. Since the prince doesn't want it, and Tan'er doesn't dare to have delusions, the best solution is...... A letter of resignation. ”

Murliancheng was silent.

After a while, he said slowly: "This king will not divorce you." ”

"Thank you for your kindness." Qu Tan'er smiled hypocritically. He wants to take a break, she doesn't want to leave now, the bed she is looking for has been found, where else can she run?

"However, if you choose to break it yourself, this king will leave you with a whole corpse."

"Huh?" Oh oh, so ......

It's just that she doesn't want to die at all.

"Hanging?" Mo Liancheng glanced over the beams of the house, as if to see if the beams of the house were hard enough.

"No, this is the prince's bedroom, I hang here, will it dirty your place?" Qu Tan'er laughed dryly, followed his line of sight and glanced at the direction on the roof, her heart was cold, and she trembled lightly for no reason, and in order to avoid someone's impulse, she rushed over to help her step on Huangquan Road quickly, and retreated to the side without a trace.

You can't go in front, you can't go back with a bed in the back, and there is no way back except to the empty space next to you.

"The king doesn't mind." Mo Liancheng smiled indifferently, as if he really didn't mind this matter.

"It's not good, it's too tiring to hang yourself, it's quite troublesome to climb up and fall down again." Qu Tan'er shook her head slightly, not quite agreeing with his suggestion.

"Kill yourself, then." Mo Liancheng was not in a hurry, and kindly gave her a second choice.

"You need a knife to kill yourself to die, there is no ...... in this house"

"There is no sword, but there is a sword behind you, and it hangs on the wall, which just fits your hand." Mo Liancheng smiled strangely, and his eyes swept to the wall behind her, asking her to look at it herself.

"......" Qu Tan'er really wanted to hit her head and die, she counted everything, but she actually missed this point, where is she not good to retreat, but she has to retreat here.

Sure enough, God really wanted to kill her.

"Do you need Ben Wang to help you?"

"Hehe, no need, I'm afraid of seeing blood, I'll faint when I see blood, and besides, I have little strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to lift the sword, so forget it."