"Are you looking for death?"

Can't you see that her master is heading straight for Lady Jiang? How dare she stand in the way?

Lian'er struggled in anger, but couldn't say it outright. After all, Mo Yunhan hadn't given her young lady any promises or a marriage certificate, so she was just being jealous without any real status.

That's the most frustrating thing.

Jiang Qingwan looked at Lian'er suspiciously.

In the past, when she saw Mo Yunhan, Lian'er would never take the initiative to approach him.

What's going on today?

Why did that look in his eyes make it look like he wanted to shave him?

"Sorry, I had some official business to attend to after court. Are you tired?"

Mo Yunhan's gentle voice rang out softly.

A sudden, cool fragrance enveloped her.

Jiang Qingwan took a step to the side.

"Your Highness need not come to supervise the construction in person. Now that I have received the money, I will take care of the matter myself."

"Li Dou, bring your men here to exhume the grave."

Li Dou and several of his men came over with shovels to start working.

Mo Yunhan then stepped aside and stood next to Jiang Qingwan.

That lingering aura seemed impossible to shake off, irritating Jiang Qingwan. She looked up in annoyance, "Can you move away from me?"

The man's pupils constricted sharply, clearly not expecting her to suddenly become aggressive towards him.

He paused for a moment, then said, "No."

Jiang Qingwan choked half to death.

Mo Yunhan suddenly spoke again.

"You called me husband last night!"

"Thump!"

"Ouch! My feet, they hurt so much! Why are there so many stones?"

"Keep digging, don't stop!"

Li Dou shoveled the iron with a deafening roar.

Lian'er, who was being pulled by Qing Sui, had given up struggling. She stared in disbelief and swallowed hard.

So, the person the prince wants to marry... is her young lady?