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

Qu Tan'er was startled, staring at his back blankly.

Damn, this man is really not an ordinary cow, he actually left as soon as he said it?

Then she...

Mei Mei turned her eyes and glanced at the other people secretly. It was okay if she didn't look at them, but when she looked, it turned out that some people's faces were extremely dark. Immediately, she was in a good mood.Immediately following, catching up with Mo Liancheng, he also quickly retreated from the spot.

"Ah, mynah, eighth sister-in-law, why are you walking so fast, you're waiting for me too." Mo Jingxuan rolled his eyes, and shouted loudly towards Mo Liancheng's back, full of deliberation.

After shouting, he also dodged to follow.

Leaving two men and women with black faces...

They were silent all the way, and no one said anything.

Until the Eight Princes' Mansion, each went back to the hospital.

Qu Tan'er hurried back to the bedroom, closed the door, and asked Jing Xin to bring the wound medicine.

Seeing them come back, Su Yuela is also there.

"Tan'er, are you injured?" Su Yuela was shocked when she saw that Qu Tan'er was injured.

"Is it like suicide, but I won't be so ruthless, I really cut myself." Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, with a twitch of the corner of her mouth, and was starting to treat the injury on her left wrist.

"Then what happened to your elbow injury?"

"Oh, I bumped into it accidentally." Qu Tan'er replied casually.

"Master, this injury was caused by the princess." Jing Xin had no medicine for Qu Tan'er's injury last time, so she prepared the medicine box the next day. She took out the medicine, and then carefully checked which ones were for stopping the bleeding. , Which ones relieve pain, and which ones promote blood circulation and dissipate stasis.

"Qu Pan'er?" Su Yuela frowned.

Jing Xin briefly explained the process.

It's okay not to mention it, but when it was mentioned, Qu Tan'er's face darkened.

That woman was ruthless enough to yank and then push, even so viciously hooking her feet with her feet, otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen so badly.Sooner or later, she will ask Qu Pan'er to get it back with interest.

"I've said it a long time ago, you'd better stay away from her." Su Yuela frowned slightly, feeling a little helpless.

"Some people, even if you want to hide, there is a moment when you can't hide...Jingxin, I asked you to bring me some medicine to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain. What are you playing?" Qu Tan'er returned to Yuela indifferently One sentence, but suddenly changed the topic, turned around Jingxin.To be honest, she really can't praise Jing Xin's speed of finding medicine.

"Master, this servant was in too much a hurry to get all the medicine bottles, and now it's in a mess, so I can't tell which ones are available." Jing Xin lowered her voice and was also very depressed.

"..." Qu Tan'er was speechless.

And Su Yuela looked at the glasses heart, and felt very helpless.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the next moment, the closed door was suddenly pushed open.

And Mo Liancheng and Yu Hao appeared.

"I have seen the king."

Su Yuela and Jing Xin bowed their heads slightly and saluted softly.

"Why are you here?" Qu Tan'er glanced at him, her face was a little ugly, but in fact, what she wanted to say was that it would be considered rude to enter without invitation.

"Come to see if my concubine's hand is still there." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, he didn't invite himself in, and he didn't invite himself to sit, but the place to sit was still on the edge of the bed, his phoenix eyes lifted slightly, and swept over her injured area.

"Thank you for your concern. The hand is still there, and it hasn't been broken. After reading everything, can you please stand up, turn around, and lift up your footsteps again. The door is there, and Tan'er will not send it away! When you go out, Close the door by the way, thank you." Qu Tan'er smiled slightly, with a docile face, then showed a respectful attitude, pointed to the door, and waited patiently for his answer.