The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

The palace, the imperial study.

Several clan elders gathered together. At this moment, even if they talked to the officials in the court, the matter in the cultivation world could not be resolved.What is needed at this time is a family.

"Is there really no way to solve it? They are forcing me to explain every day. If I don't give a reply, they will unite with the rest of the family to attack us." The emperor lost a lot of weight, and the whole person looked exhausted. Has lost its splendor for several months.

Under the emperor's desk, several clan elders sat cross-legged, all with solemn expressions, eyes closed and silent.

The white-robed old man's previous plan of ignoring the rumors had little effect.Because in the dark, it seems that someone is sabotaging, spreading news that is not good for Situ's royal family one by one.Even if they wanted to erase the evidence, some of them couldn't be erased, for example, Zhanjia, Qi'an Hall!

There was no other way, and finally these people's eyes fell on the old palace man who kept his eyes closed all the time.

That was the elder of the clan, or at this moment, they would only think of him.

The emperor was a little reluctant, and looked at the elder of the clan, "Elder of the clan, what's your opinion?"

"We didn't need to get to where we are today... As long as we expand our power steadily, no one will dare to touch our Situ clan. Why? Why do some people always like to aim too high!" the elder of the big clan sighed.If this goes on like this, in the end, it will only destroy the ten thousand year old foundation of the Situ clan...

The next day, in the courtyard of Qi An Tang.

The soft early sun rises over the gazebo in the courtyard.

While making tea, Mo Liancheng listened to Zhan Beilie's report.

Among the few people beside him, Qin Ling didn't say a word, waiting for tea in silence.

This kind of tea, no, is made by a certain master, not everyone is qualified to drink it.Therefore, he has been staring intently, occasionally listening to the conversation between Zhan Beilie and Mo Liancheng.Also, very seriously... grab tea with Qu Tan'er!Not only Qin Ling, but also a little guy with big black eyes staring at the tea made by a certain master, it was Qu Xiaolin!

Once, a certain master only cooked three tea bowls.

Here, there are more than three people!

Mo Liancheng lightly moved his hand and poured the brewed tea onto the empty tea bowl beside him.

Just like before, there are only three bowls!

Fortunately, Zhan Beilie didn't know what to buy, so he didn't drink the tea made by Mo Liancheng.

Three hands stretched out, wanting to grab tea!

In the end, the smallest pair of little hands just froze in the air...

Qu Xiaoru sat gently aside, watching them rob.

At this time, Qu Xiaolin pretended to be pitiful, tugged on Qu Tan'er's sleeve, looked at Qu Tan'er with big black eyes that were almost tearful, "Beautiful sister, can't I give Lin'er this bowl of tea? I haven't even drank the tea made by Brother Mo today, not even a sip..."

"..." Listen, poor girl.

Three bowls newly cooked by Mo Liancheng!

Qu Tan'er took the bowl, and Qin Ling grabbed the bowl!

Qu Xiaolin didn't dare to take the remaining bowl, because it was Mo Liancheng's share.

The little guy still knows the rules and dare not touch the last bowl.

But a certain woman picked it up, and before she even finished listening, she quickly took a sip, and said with an innocent and regretful face: "Ah, wait a minute, I drank it just now, and it was stained with saliva. This bowl belongs to me." Well, alas. Next time, remember to hurry up."

"..." What a shameless guy, how dare a child lie?

Qu Tan'er ignored everyone's contemptuous glances.

She smiled evilly, if she doesn't give it, she won't give it!