Mo Jingxuan's eyes darkened, "I'm a little bit reluctant to give up, but I didn't expect her to do those things."

"Well. People's hearts...will always change."

"Will it change?"

"meeting."

"If you fall in love with someone, will your heart change?"

Qu Tan'er's eyes flashed slightly, and she looked directly into Mo Jingxuan's eyes calmly, "Yes. As long as your heart wants to change, it will change."

"Sister-in-law Eight, are you so sure? Didn't you say that falling in love with someone takes a lifetime?"

"Nothing in this world remains the same."

"..." Mo Jingxuan was confused again.

Qu Tan'er sighed secretly in her heart. Just because she didn't think about it, it didn't mean that she couldn't see some things.

Fortunately, he always kept things in moderation and didn't force anything.

Otherwise, if you become an enemy again, this kind of plot will be bloody, right?

"14. Even though there are thousands of kinds of love in the world, they can be summed up into two categories: wishful thinking and mutual affection. You have to understand that feelings cannot be forced, and the consequences of being forced... For example, Zhao Qing

Yun, Mo Fengyang, etc., the examples are real. Mo Fengyang has changed from an innocent girl to now so cruel that he wants to send someone to kill me. Do you think it is love that hurts others, or... resentment?

Are you harming people?"

"Eighth sister-in-law, I..."

"Fourteen, don't get into trouble, the reasons are destined. One day, you will meet the one in your heart."

"..."

Mo Jingxuan lowered his eyelids and pursed his lips in silence.

At this time, Butler Zhou came over and said respectfully: "Princess, the Nineteenth Princess sent someone to invite you into the palace."

"Invite me into the palace?" Qu Tan'er was confused and stared at the housekeeper suspiciously.

"Did Fengyang say what happened?" Mo Jingxuan was also doubtful.

"Back to the Fourteenth Prince, I don't know, but the princess didn't explain it. She just asked someone to send a message, saying that the wedding was approaching and she wanted to chat with the princess. She said there were some things that she didn't want to say, for fear that she would never have a chance in the future." The housekeeper replied.

.

Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, wondering if the excuse was too bad.

What does she have to say to Mo Fengyang?

"Does the princess want to enter the palace?" the housekeeper asked.

"No. Just tell the people in the palace that I'm not feeling well and can't enter the palace." Qu Tan'er said without thinking much that she couldn't go.

"The princess said that if the princess doesn't go, I'm afraid she will regret it in the future."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"The princess also said that just saying a few words will not delay the princess for long."

Unexpectedly, Qu Tan'er's face darkened when she heard this, and she asked calmly: "Steward Zhou, whose spy in the palace are you? Mo Fengyang's?"

"No, it's not." Butler Zhou's expression suddenly changed and he knelt down, "The younger one belongs to the prince."

"What you said just now is that I am not feeling well. Just tell the palace officials: If Mo Fengyang wants to die, I will give her a good coffin." Qu Tan'er's words were astonishing, even polite.

Too lazy to say.

Butler Zhou was shocked, "Princess, no!"

"Explain?" Qu Tan'er's eyes were inquiring.

"Princess, the princess asked the carriage to wait outside the palace and said it would wait until the princess agreed to enter the palace."

"How many people came?"

"Go back to the princess, a convoy."

"A convoy?" Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows slightly.

There are twenty guards in a convoy in the palace. Can Mo Fengyang, a princess, use them at will?

So, she asked in a deep voice: "Where is the prince?"

The steward responded: "The prince is out of town."
Chapter completed!