Everyone: “!!” Shocked.

Everyone present was worried about her.

He is really a young and inexperienced person who is not afraid of tigers. He actually dares to speak to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yu in such a rude manner.

Lin Mo'er deliberately stood in front of Jiang Mengli, and sneered arrogantly, "Are you regretting it a little? But with your status, you are not worthy of marrying a disabled prince of noble status."

"Lin Mo'er!" Wen Jingyun immediately pulled her, "Shut up!"

"What's wrong? I didn't say anything wrong!" She didn't take it seriously and shook off Wen Jingyun's hand. "Isn't His Royal Highness Prince Yu disabled? What's there to be afraid of? Jiang Mengli doesn't deserve it!"

"She is the daughter of a criminal, yet she has no shame in choosing a husband on the street. She is only fit to serve men in a brothel. Look at the other women of criminals, they are either slaves or courtesans. Why should she be an exception?"

The unbearable words made Jiang Mengli unbearable, while Wen Mohan looked indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Mengli swung his hand and slapped her in the face. "How dare you interfere with the emperor's decision? It's not up to you to decide what my status should be!"

ah……

"You...you hit me?" Lin Mo'er was in great pain. She covered her cheek and waited for her in disbelief. "This is the imperial palace, and you dare to hit me? Do you think you have someone backing you up?!"

"So what if I hit you?" Jiang Mengli said as he slapped him again, "You are arrogant and insubordinate. Two slaps is too light a punishment."

Looking at the swollen cheeks on both sides, I feel much better. Symmetry is what is pleasing to the eye.

"My face hurts so much..." Lin Mo'er's eyes were red and sparkling. She turned around and looked at Wen Jingyun, who was frowning, and stomped her feet and said, "Brother Jingyun, she hit me, you hit her back for me."