In that moment, the atmosphere by the lotus pond changed dramatically.
Mo Fengyang and Zhao Qingyun's faces trembled with rage!
Just as they were about to lose all decorum and launch themselves at someone to kill... Jing Xin stepped into the middle, while Qu Tan'er turned to the side, not even deigning to look at them.
Qu Tan'er glanced at the motionless servants in the pond and said indifferently, "The water has gotten cold, you may all come out now." Lest they truly catch cold and waste silver. Look how considerate she was of their pockets.
"No one move, if anyone dares, this Commandery Princess will absolutely not let them off," Zhao Qingyun was burning with fury, having already forgotten to maintain her usual frail image. In fact, there was a time when she didn't particularly dislike Qu Tan'er, the day Qu Tan'er had proactively requested Mo Liancheng to marry her. But jealousy and resentment had long since cast that bit of fondness to the winds.
