"To answer Mother Consort, the Nineteenth Princess was doing well." Qu Tan'er, although not understanding why the Concubine Lan asked, still responded.
"Well? In what way?"
"To answer Mother Consort, the Nineteenth Princess treated the Prince very well." Damn it, what did this mean?
Mo Fengyang's condition was of no concern to her; she couldn't be bothered to care.
"Oh, really?"
"Yes."
"What about the City, then?"
"To answer Mother Consort, the Prince was also very good."
"Oh, and how exactly was he good?" the Concubine Lan asked. However, she walked in front of Qu Tan'er, so those behind couldn't see the expression on her face.
"Your daughter didn't dare to make any presumptuous comments."
"I don't mind. Say whatever you want."
"To answer Mother Consort, the Prince was good at everything." Especially good at attracting women, so good that even the heavens were envious.