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

"Fengyang, this king should go back." Mo Liancheng withdrew his hand lightly, ignoring Mo Fengyang's dissatisfaction, and turned his gaze to Qu Tan'er, with a flash of interest in his eyes.

"Brother Liancheng?"

"You should also know that this king doesn't like to stay in the palace." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, but even though he was talking about Mo Fengyang, his eyes never left Qu Tan'er.

Qu Tan'er lowered her head slightly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a half-smile, since someone wants to stare at her, then he should stare at her, anyway, if people look at her for a while, she won't lose a piece of meat.

"Brother Liancheng means that Fengyang can go to your place often?"

"Well, then I have to ask this king's concubine if she welcomes you."

"Huh?" Qu Tan'er was taken aback, she didn't expect Mo Liancheng to point the finger at her, raised her head slightly, and looked suspiciously at Mo Liancheng, and when she looked at Mo Fengyang again, she knew that someone did it on purpose .

"Why..." Mo Fengyang was dissatisfied, but after thinking about it, he changed the subject, and immediately changed his face: "Sister-in-law Bawang will not welcome Fengyang, right?"

"Princess Nineteen is too far-fetched. Whether you want to come to the Eighth Prince's Mansion or not, Princess Nineteen is fine as long as she likes it. Don't worry too much about Tan'er's opinion." Listen, she thinks about them more, and she almost made it clear In other words, they can do whatever they want, even if they treat her as a transparent person, she, Qu Tan'er, will not say a word of no more.

"Oh, is that so? Doesn't Fengyang want to thank Mrs. Bawang for being so generous?"

"Princess Nineteen is polite." Qu Tan'er endured, still showing a slight smile. She really didn't want to talk to Mo Fengyang anymore, so she couldn't help turning her gaze to Mo Liancheng: "My lord, we should go back."

With a smile and a bow, she waited.

then……

When the carriage drove away from the gate of the palace, Qu Tan'er realized that entering the palace was easy but leaving the palace was difficult. The reason for this difficulty was not all because of the guards, but because of the woman.

"This king doesn't like nympho women." Mo Liancheng spoke suddenly, and temporarily broke the silence in the carriage.

"Huh?" Qu Tan'er was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why, but she immediately came back to her senses: "Yes."

anthomaniac?

Who are you talking about?

"There are too many people in the mansion, and I don't want to cram any more people into it."

"Yes."

Cypriot?Who is it?

It's just that if you use plugged words, won't it be too ugly?

"You are my concubine." Mo Liancheng continued, but did not make it clear.

"Yes." Qu Tan'er nodded and answered him with certainty.

Eight hundred years ago, she already knew it, so does he need to repeat it again?

"If you don't want your princess title to be snatched away, then you should look like a princess."

"Yes." Qu Tan'er ordered again.It's just that she doesn't mind at all whether the title of princess will be snatched away.

But... this man, what play is he singing now?

"Remember your answer to this king."

"Yes."

"Apart from this sentence, don't you have anything else to say?" Mo Liancheng narrowed his eyes and stared at her closely, suspecting that she did it on purpose.

"Yes." Qu Tan'er was not in a hurry, and really answered yes to him again, not too fast, and with a gentle smile, Zhang showed her good upbringing.

"very good."

"……"very good?She doesn't understand.

After Mo Liancheng said the last sentence, he didn't speak again.

And Qu Tan'er naturally wouldn't take the initiative to speak.