Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 11: The only way to escape is to marry 4

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Another good sentence? What does he mean?

Stay? Do not stay? Alas, it was almost the red head's fault, otherwise, she would have raised her head to see what Mo Liancheng's expression was now. Qu Tan'er was speculating on her thoughts. If this trick doesn't work, if you don't fall into the trap of offering a drink, then you can only use the last trick. This last move is quite vicious, she has to fall for it too!

Unexpectedly, a surprise came. Mo Liancheng asked lightly: "Don't you regret that I left this door?"

"My husband, go slowly and don't see me off."

Mo Liancheng fluttered his sleeves and left. Before leaving, his eyes glanced at a corner at the end of the bed.

After a while.

"My dear, are you still here?" Qu Tan'er asked tentatively.

The room was silent and no one answered.

"No need to call, your sweetheart has already left." Su Yuela walked into the new house and closed the door. She sent away all the maids outside.

"Hey, that's pretty good." Upon hearing this, Qu Tan'er reached out and pulled the red scarf covering her head. Suddenly, her smile rose, and she quickly took off all the phoenix crowns and other things on her head. This thing was so heavy that it made her head feel dizzy. If she hadn't held it on, she would have thrown it off long ago.

She stood up from the bed, sat down at the vermillion-lacquered sandalwood table, glanced at the two bottles of sake on the table, shook her head, and muttered: "Oh, it's such a pity that my wine... It’s a waste of my money, and even more of a waste of the medicine I specially gave him. It’s such a pity.”

After speaking, she took two glasses of wine to a bonsai in the room and poured them.

Qu Tan'er said again: "Jing Xin, you can come out now."

"Little...Master." Jing Xin walked out from the corner behind the bed with a long knife in his hand and a murderous look on his face.

"Jing..." Qu Tan'er wanted to say something, but when he saw Jing Xin's condition, his eyebrows just wrinkled: "Ahem, Jing Xin, the knife must be very heavy, you can put it away Coming down."

"Tan'er, are you trying to murder the Eighth Prince?" Su Yuela looked at the knife in Jing Xin's hand in disbelief, and then glanced at the smile on Qu Tan'er's face, her scalp trembled. tingling.

"That's right. Killing requires a life. I don't want to lose one life for another. That would be a big loss." Qu Tan'er pointed towards the top of the bed with her slender hand: "See, I just want that bed." Just fall off the top." In order to avoid the wedding, she thought hard and thought of several tricks.

The last move is water shower!

No matter how fierce the desire is, if he is showered with this ice water, the man will lose interest.

Qu Tan'er is also somewhat self-aware.

I know that although the move I want is not on the table, it is better than nothing.

"Tan..." Yue La was speechless.

"Don't worry, no one will die. Besides, I won't have a chance to use it." Qu Tan'er shrugged, looking indifferent.

"You really don't regret doing this?" Yue La really didn't understand what was going on in her head. Shouldn’t a married woman try her best to gain her husband’s favor?

"No."

"There is nothing wrong with having power and status."

"Not good."

"Why?"

"No reason. I just don't like it." Su Yuela's doubts have never been doubts for Qu Tan'er, and she has always had only one goal, freedom, the freedom she longs for... cough , the point is to find a way back. She knew that if she could come here, there would definitely be a way to go back.