"Madam is right, Jiang Qingwan, kneel down now!"

Mo Qingrui had originally intended to protect Jiang Qingwan, but now she was being forced to kneel in gratitude. Her expression immediately turned anxious, and she was about to say something when Song Yushu stopped her.

"Then today we will proceed according to the rites and regulations of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Qingwan, hang up the jade plaque."

Jiang Qingwan recalled what Song Yushu had said that day, raised her eyebrows slightly, and did as he instructed.

He took out the Huanggang jade pendant from his purse and tied it to his waistband.

Su Yulan laughed out loud.

"I thought it was something important, but it's just a jade pendant that's almost finished. What does this have to do with the ritual system of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.

"This...this is a dragon token?"

There are only two dragon tokens in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. One is on Emperor Mo Yunzhao, and the other is on Ninth Prince Mo Yunhan.

Equivalent to half an imperial seal.

Even princes had to perform a half-bow upon seeing him.

The expressions on their faces changed drastically.

Su Yulan didn't believe it at all.

"Impossible. Why would His Highness the Ninth Prince give her something so important? Maybe she stole it."

That statement is not convincing at all.

Song Yushu chuckled lightly.

"Does Princess Yulan think I'm not here?"

Mo Qingrui couldn't help but look at Jiang Qingwan with higher regard.

She originally wanted to befriend her because of her abilities.

Now it seems that her ninth uncle really put his heart into this Jiang girl.

At this moment, we must take even greater precautions.

"Gentlemen, weren't you just complaining that my sister has no status? Now that you've seen the dragon token, aren't you going to bow?"

Su Yulan hated him to death.

But there was nothing she could do, and she was dragged to her knees by Madam Cheng.

Mo Qingrui raised her chin at the Huo family.

"What? You think you're more shameless than the Su family?"

Mrs. Huo was furious. She angrily threw off her clothes and knelt down.

This was the first time she had ever lost face in front of Mo Qingrui.

It's all Su Yulan's fault for being reckless; she caused trouble and implicated her without even understanding what was going on.

Mo Qingrui laughed so hard she bent over.

"Oh dear, you're just trying to bully our Jiang girl. Now you all see clearly, right? From now on, get the hell away from my girl and don't get in my way."

After saying that, she affectionately took Jiang Qingwan's arm and walked upstairs to the second floor.

Song Yushu glanced coldly at the three of them.

As he passed by the Cheng family, he suddenly bent down, his voice filled with icy killing intent.

"Keep your daughter's mouth shut, or you won't even know how you died when you're beheaded!"

Cheng's pupils suddenly constricted.

Song Yushu is not scary, but Mo Yunhan is not someone to be trifled with.

That phrase, "a wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country," should never have been uttered.