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

"There is something to do. It has been two days since Tan'er married into the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and tomorrow is the day when the three dynasties return home. Therefore, Tan'er came here to ask the prince if he has time to accompany Tan'er back to Qu Mansion tomorrow." Qu Tan'er calmly looked away, her expression as usual.Use the usual weak posture to tell the purpose of this visit.

"Do you think this king looks familiar?" Mo Liancheng asked suddenly, but avoided her question, fixed his eyes on Qu Tan'er's face, screaming, cursing, and impulsively without expectation.His complexion is good, his eyes are good, and his attitude is even more impressive.

This is not the first time he has seen her temperament that changes all the time.

"My lord is really in a good mood today. I walked all over the whole house early in the morning. If Tan'er didn't come to look for my lord today, I really don't know how good my lord's feet are." Knowing a ghost, she saw That face wanted to kill.After countless calculations, she never figured out that the so-called Eighth Prince Mo Liancheng, her so-called dear husband, would actually be... Sure enough, God really wanted to kill her.

It turned out that he knew it was her a long time ago, but in the end, she was the only one who didn't know anything.

"Why, you forgot about me so quickly? I thought you would be very happy to see me, but it turns out that you are not."

"It turns out that the lord thinks that Tan'er will be very happy to see you?" After marrying into the mansion for two days, it is only now that he sees what kind of person he is married to.She shouldn't be happy, should she feel sad for herself, lamenting that her life is too muddled?However, perhaps the preconceived notions are too deep, and the impression is too bad. Now, Qu Tan'er is not at all interested in Mo Liancheng's peerless elegance that fascinates thousands of girls.

"You should be happy, shouldn't you?" Mo Liancheng said as a matter of course.

"Oh. That's it." Qu Tan'er smiled softly, and rapped him very cooperatively, "Tan'er has always admired the prince. I heard that the prince is handsome and beautiful. I saw him today, and he really deserves his reputation. It's all my fault." Tan'er didn't take a good look at the prince's face that day, otherwise, Tan'er would have personally invited the prince into the house to have a cup of tea to calm the shock, so as not to be frightened by Tan'er's actions at that time."

Since someone wants to hear praise from others, she doesn't mind opening her mouth and saying something.

It's just, hypocrisy, the goosebumps are getting up.

The corners of Mo Liancheng's mouth twitched inadvertently, and he said calmly, "This king really underestimated you."

"I don't know what the prince means. Can you speak clearly so that Tan'er can understand."

"You know very well."

"Tan'er doesn't understand."

"Playing stupid?"

"Tan'er dare not, please ask the prince to express it."

"Don't you call me your husband, or your husband?" Mo Liancheng's words changed, and he was very impressed with what he heard during the wedding night in the bridal chamber one night.

"If the lord likes to hear Tan'er called Husband, then Tan'er should be called Husband." Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, but she was easy to talk to, she didn't seem to hesitate at all, and went along with him directly.

"Forget it." Mo Liancheng glanced at Qu Tan'er coldly, but the next moment, his face returned to an indifferent expression.

"Then is the prince free tomorrow? Could you please..."

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Liancheng seemed to interrupt her on purpose, at this moment.

"Yes, that is..."

"Oh?"