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

Yuela really cares about herself, and no matter how dull she is, Qu Tan'er can still see that feeling.

It's just that people have different aspirations and ideas.

Living together for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be disagreements and friction.

If you don't handle it well, you may become an enemy, and this kind of situation is not what Qu Tan'er wants to see.

At this time, Jing Xin said angrily: "Master, did you just agree to her? Steward Zhou has always been fine, but suddenly..."

"Jing Xin, how can I feel sorry for you? It's fine if you don't help me, what is this now?" Su Yuela glared angrily.

"I do not have."

"You didn't, so what did you mean just now? The three of us came to the Eighth Prince's Mansion together. I have some real power. What harm will it do to you? Wouldn't I help you? I just want you to live better. What's wrong? ?!" Su Yuela also seemed a little excited, her beautiful eyes were still misty, feeling wronged and sad.

Qu Tan'er slapped his forehead, feeling very headache.

For the current situation, she feels... She has a great responsibility.

Finally, she began to face up to this problem.

"Yuela, let's have a good talk." Qu Tan'er suddenly said seriously.

The way she looked at Yuela was also very sincere.

Here, it is not easy to have a friend, and for her, besides Jingxin, there is only Yuela left.If Yuela really wants to show her ambition, then as a friend, she will create this opportunity for Yuela.

Su Yuela was slightly taken aback, but she didn't dare to look Qu Tan'er directly.

She is most aware of Qu Tan'er's changes.

Unknowingly, that carefree-looking girl in the Qu Mansion has unconsciously possessed a kind of noble temperament, which is inexplicably admirable, and she dare not look directly at her.

"Tan'er, I..."

Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious. Jing Xin, step back first and close the door. Don't let anyone in."

"Yes." Even though Jing Xin was unwilling, she still retreated.

At this time, only Qu Tan'er and Yuela were left in the house.

She asked Yuela to sit down first, and brought Yuela a cup of tea herself.

"Yuela, I married into the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and I did not expect to become what I am today." Qu Tan'er said slowly, with a serious expression and a lot of emotion, "I'm not talking about you, but Myself. Today, I feel... I don't have the calmness and carelessness I had back then."

"Tan'er..." Yuela's expression fluctuated a little.

"It's Mo Liancheng. I really like him. You're right. Without him... Even if I leave the house and be free, I won't be happy. Besides, I'm pregnant with him now." Child..." Qu Tan'er's eyes were a little misty.

"Well, it's good that you understand." Su Yuela agreed.

"Yuela, for a while, I admit, I've neglected you a bit. I haven't had a good chat with you, sorry." Some words need to be buffered, and Qu Tan'er is about to give her enough preparation.

"It's nothing, I'm doing fine."

"You helped the prince, didn't you? Last time, you said that my mother was waiting for me outside, but what happened? When I went, I met the prince." Qu Tan'er finally went straight.

Su Yuela was startled suddenly, "Tan'er, I—"

"You don't need to explain, just tell me, yes or no?"