Qin Run immediately straightened his back again.

"Ninth... Ninth Prince, you... you dare to be so insolent! I am a prince, do you dare to kill a prince?"

Mo Yunhan glanced at him.

A murderous aura emanated from him.

Qin Run swallowed hard, not daring to wait for Mo Yunhan to speak.

He hurriedly added, "I've come to read the Emperor's decree. You...you're not going to kneel down and receive it? Are you plotting a rebellion?"

Mo Yunhan raised his hand.

"Bring the imperial edict."

Seeing that he had no intention of killing anyone.

Qin Run thought he was scared, so he became bolder.

He put his hands on his hips and said, "There's no imperial edict, only a verbal order, instructing your entire household to wear mourning clothes as the Empress Dowager..."

"Whoosh!"

A sharp, soft sword, humming as it was pressed against his neck.

"Get out of here without an imperial edict. If you don't leave, try and see if I dare to kill you!"

Qin Run was so scared he wet himself.

He was wearing brocade trousers.

Drip, drip, and a wet patch appeared between her legs.

The onlookers behind Su Yulan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Su Yulan felt ashamed.

He shouted angrily, "The Emperor's decree is an imperial edict. Disobeying the imperial edict is tantamount to rebellion. Ninth Prince, have you thought this through?"

She had just finished speaking.

Jiang Qingwan then stepped down from the carriage.

Her figure was as graceful as a willow, swaying gently with captivating charm.

Standing beside Mo Yunhan, she said calmly, "Princess Su, are you so sure the imperial edict is true? Given the character of your family, I have reason to suspect that you are falsely conveying the emperor's will, sowing discord between the emperor and the Ninth Prince, and that you have ulterior motives!"

"You!" Su Yulan was so angry that she didn't know how to retort for a moment.

Qin Minglang suddenly took two steps forward, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.

“Qingwan, I was right outside the palace gates when what happened in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. I heard everything clearly. Don’t be so stubborn. The Emperor has already distanced himself from the Ninth Prince. Even if he doesn’t relinquish his military and political power voluntarily, the Emperor will personally remove him from his military command. His power is gone. You won’t have a good outcome if you follow him. Turn back. I can give you this chance.”

The longsword in Mo Yunhan's hand once again emitted a murderous hum.

Jiang Qingwan reached out and hugged his arm, gently patting his elbow to comfort him.

Without even glancing at Qin Minglang, her gaze fell once again on Su Yulan.

"Princess Su truly lives up to her title; her magnanimity is beyond the reach of ordinary people. She can actually tolerate her husband flirting with his ex-wife right in front of him, and even bring a group of people over to watch the spectacle with a smile. She is truly admirable."

Those onlookers weren't from Chang'an District.

Most of them were women who had nothing better to do than gossip and chatter all over the streets.

They are most perceptive about matters concerning the inner quarters of the home.

Coupled with previous rumors, it attracted even less discussion.

Some of the bolder ones even went over to ask her.

"Aren't you going to do anything about your husband? This is really disrespectful to you."

Su Yulan was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode; her face turned green with rage.

"Qin Minglang, do you think I'm dead?"

Qin Minglang is now relying entirely on the Cheng family and Qin Run, so he dares not offend them.

I was just a little overwhelmed by emotion, that's why I lost my composure.

Coming to his senses, he immediately turned cold and pointed at Jiang Qingwan, uttering harsh words.

"Don't try to sow discord between us. I'm giving you a chance to see the error of your ways and leave this place of trouble, out of consideration for our past marriage. Someone as fickle as you, even if you begged me, I wouldn't... Ah!"

He was speaking passionately, but before he could finish, a white light flashed before his eyes.

The outstretched index finger was instantly sliced ​​off at the root.

He clutched his bleeding hand, screaming and stamping his feet.

Qin Run was so frightened that he dared not stay any longer.

Trembling, he backed away, not caring at all about Qin Minglang's life or death.

"I... I'll go and ask for an imperial decree right now. Then let's see how arrogant you can be."

After saying this, he seemed afraid of being cut by Mo Yunhan's sword, and scrambled away with his soldiers.

Those around Su Yulan suppressed their laughter and deliberately egged her on.

"Princess Su, your man's hand is broken, aren't you going to help him up?"

"Although it's true that he deserved to provoke the princess, he's still our man, so we have to deal with him whether he's good or bad."

"I heard that this man was snatched by the county magistrate Su through all sorts of means. Tsk tsk, what kind of eyesight does she have?"

After watching the excitement, the crowd left in small groups.

Su Yulan stomped her feet in anger.

She went up and twisted Qin Minglang's ear.

Qin Minglang had lost face completely and couldn't save face, so he turned his head away.

"I don't need your care. I'm going to accompany Run'er to meet the Emperor."

After saying that, he abandoned her and left.

Su Yulan was so angry she almost vomited blood.

Jiang Qingwan replied leisurely.

"I originally thought that Princess Su was after Qin Minglang's title of Second Rank General, which is why she took him away. Now that Qin Minglang is just a gatekeeper, Princess Su still stays by his side. Such true affection is truly a beautiful story. Tomorrow, I will find some storytellers to write up a few plays for the two of you to sing in the street. Princess Su, there is no need for you to thank me."

Su Yulan was so anxious and wanted to pounce on her and bite her to death.

But seeing Mo Yunhan standing beside her, coldly and elegantly wiping the blood off her sword with a handkerchief, she lost all courage and slunk away with her head down.

Luo Ruyan suddenly stammered, "What should we do? The prince must have gone to ask for the imperial decree, and he must have reported what happened at the gate of the mansion today to the emperor. If the emperor finds out that the Prince's mansion disrespected the Empress Dowager, I don't know how angry he will be."

She looked up at Mo Yunhan.

Adopting the airs of an elder to offer advice.

"Your Highness, you can't fight city hall. Even if you are a prince, she is the Empress Dowager, who is your legal mother..."

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