Concubine Lan gently said, "Fengyang, this is your eighth brother's Princess Consort. When you see her..."
"How old are you?" Before Concubine Lan could finish speaking, Mo Fengyang's question quickly followed, revealing her arrogant and domineering nature.
"Fengyang?" Concubine Lan looked slightly angry, her gaze sweeping over to stop Mo Fengyang's inappropriate behavior.
Mo Liancheng, standing aside, just calmly observed everything in front of him, not intending to speak, his gaze intermittently shifting to Qu Tan'er.
"Concubine Lan, you know what kind of temperament Fengyang has. Alright, Fengyang knows now. How old is the Eighth Princess Consort this year?" Mo Fengyang's original reluctance was forcibly suppressed by Concubine Lan's sweeping gaze, but her persistent questioning remained, determined to get a clear answer.