After Yun Xiaoran left, Song Yushu looked up at Yu Ying.

"Is Jiang Qingwan really having an improper relationship with the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan?"

Yu Ying shook her head and recounted what she had seen and heard.

“Madam Jiang left without letting the young marquis get into the carriage. I wanted to investigate the feud between Princess Yulan and Madam Jiang, so I didn’t follow. When I returned, I happened to see you and Princess Xiaoran going to the backyard together, and I didn’t have time to report it.”

"What Doctor Zhong said is exactly the same as what I investigated. Madam Jiang's husband divorced her after returning to the capital in order to climb up to Princess Yulan. He also seized her shop and drove her out of the Qin family. Her adopted son is also heartless. He recognized the princess but not her. Actually... Madam Jiang is quite pitiful."

Song Yushu felt a mix of emotions after hearing this.

As a married woman, she knows all too well what it feels like to be betrayed by the one you love.

She raised her hand and touched her chest again; the feeling of tightness had truly disappeared.

It seems that Jiang Qingwan really does have some skills.

Just then, a gasp came from outside.

Yu Tao ran in in a panic.

"Madam, Granny Zhang has committed suicide by biting her tongue."

Song Yushu's expression changed drastically, and after a long silence, he waved his hand.

"Give us some silver and give him a proper burial."

...

Qin Minglang was furious at the construction supervision office.

As soon as I got home, the housekeeper rushed over.

"The master is on a hunger strike, General, you should go and take a look."

Qin Minglang had no interest in dealing with these matters. Frustrated, he flicked his sleeve and said, "Don't worry about it. If they don't eat, just keep sending them. They'll eat eventually when they get hungry."

After saying that, he quickly walked into the main hall.

Before I even stepped inside, a cup of scalding hot tea was thrown at me.

"What a useless piece of trash!"

Qin Minglang's face turned ugly, and he waved his hand to dismiss Chunmei.

He had been thinking about how to ask Su Yulan for money, but now he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Seeing that he didn't say a word when he entered, Su Yulan could no longer hold back her anger.

"Qin Minglang, can't you see I'm angry? I humbled myself and begged people for you, are you blind?"

Qin Minglang suppressed his temper and asked, "Who did you beg? Your grandfather?"

"You wish!" Su Yulan, oblivious to Qin Minglang's unusual behavior, sneered. "I went to find someone to ease the tension between you and the Ninth Prince. She just sent me a message telling me to find another way. I really can't understand why Mo Yunhan would disregard even her words just to target you?"

Qin Minglang sneered.

"What's there to be confused about? Jiang Qingwan is now living in the backyard of the Ninth Prince's mansion, and has become Mo Yunhan's kept mistress."

"What did you say?"

Su Yulan suddenly stood up, then couldn't help but sneer.

"Yun Xiaoran, Yun Xiaoran, you put on such a high and mighty attitude in front of me, yet you were cheated on by a divorced woman. It's truly laughable."

After she finished laughing, an indescribable jealousy welled up inside her.

The scene of my first meeting with Mo Yunhan when I was a child came to mind.

That elegant young man, whose aura had not yet fully developed, stood under the spruce tree in a long robe with purple and gold dragon patterns, looking as beautiful as a celestial being.

She couldn't help but lean closer and compliment his good looks.

The boy gave her a cold look and said, "Get lost!"

Later, that person became a scourge of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

They became someone no one dared to disobey or approach.

But why would someone like that want that slut Jiang Qingwan?

She looked at Qin Minglang, "Are you sure about this?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. I originally wanted to bring her back to you to get revenge, but I didn't expect... now there's no way to do anything about it."

Qin Minglang let out a long sigh.

A calculating glint flashed in Su Yunlan's eyes.

“Who says there’s no way? Just wait and see. Didn’t the Ninth Prince say that you are of questionable character and cannot be entrusted with important responsibilities? Then let everyone see for themselves what kind of character you are.”

...

Upon hearing the steward's report, the Qin family head, who had been eagerly waiting, kicked Zhang Shi in anger.

"You've really raised a good son."

Zhang felt wronged.

"What does this have to do with me? If you ask me, it's all Su Yulan's fault for being too arrogant and domineering. When Jiang Qingwan was around, she always went along with us. She personally delivered money and good things to us. I should have known better than to let my son divorce her."

She rubbed her lower back; in just a few days, she looked several years older and more haggard.

The calming soup the maid made was completely wrong. She couldn't sleep well and was also angered by Qin's father. The more bitter she felt, the more she thought Jiang Qingwan was better.

With a dark expression, Qin Gong thought about what happened at the casino that day and said resentfully, "Jiang Qingwan is no good either!"

...

That evening, Jiang Qingwan treated Mo Yunhan's leg as usual.

There was no communication whatsoever, and she didn't even glance at him.

Leave immediately after you're done.

This caused Mo Yunhan to choke on the words he had been preparing for a long time. His aura was frighteningly low, and he finished the morning court session with a dark expression. Mo Yunzhao then kept him in the imperial study for a meal.

"Who made our Xiao Jiu angry?"

Mo Yunzhao personally served him a jade cake, smiling with a loving expression.

Although the two are brothers, they are nearly twenty years apart in age.

Compared to Mo Yunhan's coldness and taciturnity, Mo Yunzhao appears more gentle and kind.

He was always regarded by his courtiers as a wise and magnanimous emperor.

As a result, the internal affairs of the Great Zhou were quite stable, and even the struggles between the princes did not cause any major disturbances.

Mo Yunhan avoided the topic, "Brother, why don't you agree to the matter of replacing the equipment in the Southern Border Army? Although the Great Zhou has diplomatic relations with Dayu, Dayu's warhorses are extremely powerful, and the situation has not been stable for the past two years. We must be on guard."

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