[Serious version]: Since ancient times, men have always competed in the court, but what would happen if a woman took a hand in it?
"The sage said that it is virtue for a woman to have no talent. How come she is as deep-minded as a man when she comes to your place?" Mu Jue sat in a wheelchair, flicking the folding fan, and looked at Feixue who was making tea opposite with a smile and asked.
"The sage also said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. You shouldn't forget that." Feixue handed a cup of tea to the man opposite her, her expression indifferent and unmoved.
[Happy Version]: Mu Jue: Madam, look, my legs are disabled and my throne is gone. You can't leave me behind anymore!
Feixue glanced at Mu Jue's legs sitting on the wheelchair, and suddenly stepped forward with a smile. When Mu Jue looked at her blankly, she punched Mu Jue's knee. Mu Jue's leg kicked forward uncontrollably...
When Mu Jue looked at her legs in astonishment, Feixue's lips curved into a smirk, with a cunning look after success: "I think you, Prince An, are so good that you don't need me by your side at all." After saying that, she turned around and left.
Mu Jue: QAQ... Oh, having a wife who is too smart is so sweet and distressing...