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

"That's what will happen in the future, isn't it?" Su Yuela not only didn't listen, but insisted even more.

Qu Tan'er was helpless, and suddenly had an illusion that she really shouldn't have brought Su Yuela by her side, let alone let Su Yuela have the illusion that she was acquiescing to her behavior by keeping silent.

Suddenly, Yuela laughed and said, "Tan'er, I can assure you that the empress will not be far away from you."

"Yuela?"

"Don't think I don't know anything. Although the prince didn't intervene in the dispute for the crown prince, it doesn't mean he won't fight for the throne. The palace looks calm on the surface, but in fact there is a force that is about to move."

"You—" Qu Tan'er was startled, and looked at her in disbelief. Unexpectedly, Su Yuela knew a lot.But...she was even more sure that if Mo Liancheng knew, she would never keep her.

"Okay, I know what I'm doing, you don't need to persuade me. By the way, is your foot okay, do you want me to call the doctor?" Su Yuela changed the conversation, and didn't want to continue the topic just now.

"It's nothing." Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, and didn't want to mention it.

"If there is anything, you have to say it. Don't hold it in your heart. I'm really worried about your complexion. Otherwise, I'd better ask the doctor to come and have a look."

"No, I'm just a little tired. I want to rest. You can go back to your room."

"That's up to you, I'm leaving."

"En." Qu Tan'er responded, and when Su Yuela walked out of the room, the smile that persisted on her face also collapsed.

"Master." Jing Xin walked in.

"You heard what I said just now, right?" Qu Tan'er asked calmly without raising her head.

"The master doesn't blame the slaves?"

"It's nothing to blame. Bring the medicine here. I'm afraid that if I don't take the medicine, this foot will be more swollen tomorrow." Qu Tan'er glanced at the heart of the mirror, and then pointed to her injured foot, her face was so painful that she was about to tangle in one piece.

"Yes." Upon hearing this, Jing Xin immediately took the medicine, and while applying the medicine to Qu Tan'er, she said, "It was Yuela who asked Mrs. Yun to come over, and she was also the one who stopped the slave."

"Well, I see."

"Yuela's thoughts are getting heavier and heavier, master should be on guard." Jing Xin became slightly wary of Su Yuela.

"I don't want to guard against her."

"However, she is no longer the Yuela she was at the beginning. Since entering the Eight Princes' Mansion, her whole person has changed, and she is not often by the master's side now. Does the master know? She is now the same as everyone in the mansion. They are very familiar. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be bad for everyone, especially you, master..."

"Ah, take it easy." Qu Tan'er shrank, staring at her injured little foot depressedly. As for what Jing Xin said, she listened to it, but didn't think much about it.

"Master, did you listen to what the servant said just now?"

"Yes, yes, I heard it, just tap it lightly."

"But Yuela is also right about one thing, the prince is really different from the master."

"En." A certain woman skipped the words and focused all her attention on her injured foot.

"Master really intends to leave?"

"Ah."

"I'm afraid the prince won't allow it. If the prince doesn't allow it, then we still won't be able to leave."

"So, we're waiting for an opportunity."

"The master doesn't miss the prince?"

"Why do I miss him?" Qu Tan'er replied angrily.

"Master is really willing?"

"Jing Xin, did you do it on purpose?"

"The slaves dare not."