Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 34: Crazy rules 1

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Mo Liancheng's face darkened and he asked sullenly: "Are you so impatient to wait for my death?"

"My lord, are you joking? Aren't you sitting here? How could you be dead?" Although she also wanted him to stretch out his legs earlier, but...she really wanted to do it before she found a way out. If she were to be a widow first, she would rather he was still alive and kicking.

"Is this a joke?" Mo Liancheng narrowed his eyes and looked directly at her gaze inwardly.

"Prince, didn't you tell Tan'er to remember some house rules?" Qu Tan'er swallowed her saliva and suddenly realized that she had offended someone she shouldn't have.

Otherwise, where did the dark wind under my feet come from?

The man in front of me is not without a temper, nor is he as harmless as he seems on the outside, but... he hides it deeply.

"First, when you marry into the Eighth Prince's Palace, don't be too eye-catching, don't be too talkative, don't be too meddlesome, and don't be too thoughtful. It's best not to have too many feet in places where you are not allowed to go, because I don't like to use violence to throw people back. Her natal family. Second, as a person of this king, she should behave like a married woman. She should not flirt with others or cheat on her, because I am too lazy to write a letter of divorce. Third, when speaking, It's best to look into my eyes. I don't want to look at a person's head. Fourth, when you reply, don't just nod. When you reply, you look like you are dying, which will annoy me."

"Huh?"

Qu Tan'er didn't respond for a while, looking at him blankly, and didn't move for a long time.

One, two, three, four, she was still five, she was dizzy and vomiting blood.

The atmosphere suddenly changed, from the depressing and solemn atmosphere to something strange.

"Have any opinions?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows, his handsome face looking calm.

"Yes." He can make up a long argument about a big opinion, so why don't people object to it? House rules? What bird rules are, he just came up with it on the spur of the moment.

"Oh?" Mo Liancheng glanced at her, waiting for her answer.

"First, what the prince said is that you are not allowed to go to places that are not allowed to go, so can I leave the mansion?" She was too lazy to go to the Eighth Prince's House, whether it was a courtyard or a pavilion, but the issue of leaving the mansion was , but it is absolutely impossible not to ask.

"Can't."

Qu Tan'er curled her lips and thought she was unlucky. It was really in vain that she asked, but...

"Second, as the prince said, if you can't find a man, does that count if other men come to me?"

"Forget it."

"Eh, does that mean that the prince will give me a divorce letter?" Damn it, it was so simple, if I had known... Suddenly, her big moving eyes looked at him shiningly.

Mo Liancheng was startled, put down the book in his palm, and said lazily: "I just said that I am too lazy to write."

"Then what you mean is that the second article is no longer an exception." Her face suddenly dropped, and she replied weakly with her head lowered.

"If you don't mind living in a house specially arranged for you by this king, and that house is what people call a cold room."

"I know what to do." Qu Tan'er looked at him with a half-smile. As for the third and fourth items: "I am looking into the prince's eyes and talking, but I am afraid of what I say. It will make the prince unhappy."

"If you think your words will make me unhappy, then you'd better shut up."

"..." Qu Tan'er was silent.

Sure enough, this man is so extraordinary that it makes people want to go crazy.