"Thank you for reminding me." Qu Tan'er didn't listen carefully to a word of Su Yuela's long talk, but she could hear the last sentence very clearly.
and……
Well, divorce her? This is indeed a good idea.
Yue La sighed: "Why...you have to leave? How many women want to take the position of the eighth princess? Although women are very humble and insignificant, but with status and power, they are not afraid of being looked down upon, let alone bullied.
When..."
"Forget it, Yue La, I'm not that kind of person, and I don't want any power. I just want to live my own quiet, stable life. Besides, don't you think you'll be around a large group of people all day long?
Fighting back and forth, either you die or I live. Isn't this kind of tiring life?" Qu Tan'er also understands what Su Yuela is thinking. Don't they just like to film scenes like this on TV? In the palace,
In the harem, in the inner courtyard, women fight for power and power, but it's a pity... she, Qu Tan'er, can't do it.
"Tan'er, please listen to my advice."
"Oh, I'm so tired. I have to go to bed and lie down. I just fell down and it really hurts like hell. I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. If I don't get some sleep, I will really die of exhaustion." Qu Tan'er
Waving his hands, he looked like he was about to die from exhaustion. He turned his eyes around and quickly glanced at Jing Xin and Su Yuela.
The next moment, his little body flashed and he quickly evacuated the place.
The two were left standing there just staring, unable to do anything.
"Jing Xin, please help me persuade her."
"..." Jing Xin shook her head, also looking helpless.
Seven days later, the wedding was held as scheduled.
Qu Mansion and the Eight Princes' Mansion, with red brocade lanterns hanging high, are very lively.
Fengguan Xiapei, red tape, everything is complete, so complete that no one can find any flaws.
The bridegroom always had a faint smile on his face from beginning to end. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or not feeling anything at all. No matter how happy he was, if the smile lasted for a long time, the corners of his mouth would become numb, but...
…
Welcoming the sedan chair, paying homage to the church, entering the bridal chamber, everything was done in one go.
well!
Qu Tan'er sighed for the 121st time. This result was not what she wanted.
As soon as she left the gate of Qu Mansion, she fantasized about letting people stop the sedan chair to snatch money. As a result, the journey was smooth and there was no disturbance at all.
After entering the Eighth Prince's Mansion, she was thinking about whether a few women would come out crying to snatch the bride. Although it was her future husband who was snatching away the bride,... the whole marriage was so smooth and smooth that she thought
Vomiting blood.
Squeak...
The tightly closed wedding door was suddenly pushed open by someone from outside, and a figure walked in.
"I wish the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Princess a loving relationship, harmony as husband and wife, a son soon, and a long life together."
Xipo's words were still in her ears, and the door that had just been opened was forcefully closed by the people outside. Everything returned to calm again, and not a single sound was heard.
As for...
Qu Tan'er tried very hard to see where the person who came in had gone, but the red square scarf above her head blocked her view infuriatingly.
Love love love?
Give birth to a son early? How about growing old together.
I had goosebumps all over my body. That prince would give birth to a son, but the woman who gave birth to him would definitely not be her.