Mo Fengyang smiled proudly, as if talking to himself, but more like talking to the wine glass.
When Qu Tan'er heard this, she looked at Mo Fengyang like an idiot.
Today, she saw a big joke.
"Mo Fengyang, what do you mean no one can get it? Isn't Princess Beiyuan a woman? Even if it goes as you wish, and she marries into the Eighth Prince's Mansion, at most she will just let another woman share him. Has the result changed? Haha,
Think about it carefully, are you too naive or too stupid? Besides, even if you squeeze me away, he won't be able to deal with you, you brainless idiot."
Qu Tan'er spoke one sentence after another calmly.
He hit the nail on the head and made Mo Fengyang's face turn blue.
Women are too arrogant and brainless, and their lives are also a tragedy in the world.
And this woman in front of me is the tragedy within the tragedy.
"Fengyang, eighth sister-in-law, what are you talking about?" Mo Jingxuan asked people to leave, and came back not long after. When he looked at Qu Tan'er's face, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Chatting." Mo Fengyang said with a sullen face.
"Homely." Qu Tan'er was not slow and followed her words with two more words.
"Really? Tell me what we talked about." Mo Jingxuan smiled and came back together.
"secret."
"Stupid topic."
"Can't I hear it?" Mo Jingxuan was confused.
"That doesn't sound good."
"Some people don't want you to know." Qu Tan'er chuckled.
After Mo Fengyang finished one sentence, she continued.
It seems unintentional, but very casual.
Whether it was a fight overtly or covertly, Qu Tan'er was clearly the winner.
Mo Jingxuan touched his nose and thought he came at the wrong time.
You shouldn't mess with two women who are in the same bad mood.
Qu Tan'er looked in the direction of Mo Liancheng, with a different kind of dark light flowing in her pale eyes.
This feeling is really bad...
"Sooner or later, you're going to cry." Mo Fengyang snorted coldly, ignored anyone, and turned to leave.
"What's wrong with her?" Mo Jingxuan looked at Qu Tan'er in confusion.
"Menopause has arrived." Qu Tan'er shrugged, also looking confused.
"Eighth sister-in-law, what is menopause?"
"When a woman's menstruation stops, she will feel irritable."
Mo Jingxuan's handsome face was slightly embarrassed, but he still muttered: "Then...it's a little early for her."
"It's ahead of schedule."
"?!..."
Mo Jingxuan remained silent, not daring to offend her. He sat down on the seat next to her and acted as a flower protector for the time being.
Not far away, Mo Liancheng and Chinuyama were having a lively conversation, but the content of the conversation was too far away to hear.
King Beiyuan seemed very happy, his expression was eloquent, and the emperor seemed to be looking good too.
After sitting quietly for a while, Qu Tan'er asked calmly: "Fourteen, tell me, what are they talking about?"
"Entertaining each other. This kind of entertainment is very normal." Mo Jingxuan stared at Qu Tan'er, but only for a few seconds, and then hurriedly looked away, "Eighth sister-in-law, are you in a bad mood?"
"Do you think I'll be okay?"
"It's impossible for Bago to divorce you."
"I know. How can a man like you, Bage, live with a woman, right? Just like you once warned, if I hinder him..."
"Eighth sister-in-law!" Mo Jingxuan was slightly startled, and his eyes hurt.
"Haha, I was in a good mood, but when you mentioned it, it became heavy." After this period of time, Qu Tan'er had already forgotten this question and these topics, but due to the appearance of Chinuyama, she