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

Mo Liancheng paid attention, and asked, "Tan'er, what kind of drama do you like to watch?"

"Huh? Ancient times... Uh, what are some good plays here?" Qu Tan'er has long missed the modern pastimes.When you are bored, you can watch TV dramas, find new movies, etc.now what?When I'm bored, I can only sit in the courtyard, drink tea, eat snacks and watch the white clouds.

"Why does it sound like you are not from here?" Chinuyama suddenly interjected suspiciously.

"..." Qu Tan'er was slightly embarrassed.I slipped my tongue... But, "Princess, just ask anyone, is the concubine of the Eighth Prince's Mansion from here?"

Chinuyama shrugged, indifferent, "Miss Tan'er, I'll just ask casually, don't take it to heart. Let's go, let's go to the shadow play."

Chinuyama reached out to pull Qu Tan'er, but unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng was quicker to stop her, and she wrapped Qu Tan'er around her chest first.

Helpless, Chinuyama walked into a theater first.

As soon as I entered, I found that the building was completely dark, and the windows were blocked with black cloth, which was much darker than the outside.In the lobby, it is still quite big, and it is a little unclear from a distance, but at a close distance, it can still be seen clearly if it adapts to a certain light.

Soon.

With just a few people, they found a place near the front. Due to the large number of people, the four guards of Beiyuan were scattered all over the place.Jing Xin and Yu Hao also found a seat beside them.

They asked for a pot of hot tea, a plate of melon seeds, and some dried fruits.

Then, quietly watch the play.

It seemed silent all of a sudden, and no one spoke.

After watching for a while, Qu Tan'er was really not interested.

She has also heard of this kind of shadow puppetry, but when she actually watched it, she was not in the mood, and she couldn't find the fun in that play at all, it was boring.And Chinuyama, on the other hand, was very engrossed in the drama, so excited to watch that she completely forgot that there were two other people beside her.

"Is it boring?" Mo Liancheng asked softly.

"some."

"What's the difference from yours...?"

"There's a big difference. If it's performed by a real person, it will be recorded as a play. After going through a lot of procedures and professional knowledge, it will be a finished product, and then it will be played..." How to explain this?Qu Tan'er couldn't continue after saying a few words, and found that her common sense was really bad, "Chengcheng, if I have a chance, I really want to take you to see the world where I have lived for 20 years."

"This king also yearns for it."

Mo Liancheng was really curious about the world she described.

Every night when the two of them were lying on the bed, what he wanted to hear the most was what she told about that world.

It is a height that he has never heard of, and even his imagination cannot reach.

"Master, something is wrong." Yu Hao suddenly reminded in a low voice, looking around, feeling slightly uneasy.

Mo Liancheng's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the surrounding environment.

"What's the matter?" Qu Tan'er was puzzled, and also glanced around, but didn't see anything special.

Suddenly, there was a table in the corner, and several big men lifted the table up.

The table was overturned, and the chair fell, lying on the ground.

And the pots, cups, and plates on the table were all dropped and smashed into pieces.

Exclamation, also everywhere.

The next moment, the man cursed violently: "What kind of ghost show is he playing?! It's a mess, and it's so messed up that no one can see it! Also, what kind of tea are these? Drinking dead people? Isn't it? Seeing that I don't like it, I deliberately made these bitter teas for me to drink..."