"Long time no see, you seem to have improved a lot," Qu Pan'er said with a sullen face, glaring angrily at Qu Tan'er.
"Same to you," Qu Tan'er smiled slightly and consciously gave her a traditional curtsy, full of etiquette, "If the Grand Princess Consort has nothing else, I will take my leave."
Just as she turned to take a step—
"Did I say you could leave?"
"The Grand Princess Consort didn't say it, but I am going to leave," Qu Tan'er replied.
"Stop!" Qu Pan'er finally burst out in anger.
"Grand Princess Consort, you should temper your anger. After all, I am still the Eighth Princess Consort now. If the Eighth Prince saw his consort being bullied, it wouldn't be good, would it? Grand Princess Consort?" Qu Tan'er laughed strangely, now no longer in a hurry to leave, she raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes holding a deep meaning.
