In the past, the only woman by Mo Yunhan's side was Yun Xiaoran.
Although the two never had a close relationship, Yun Xiaoran was special in the eyes of many guards.
They once regarded her as their future matriarch.
Now she has not only been reduced to a concubine, but is also being humiliated like this.
A straightforward man couldn't help but shout, "Your Highness, the Princess Consort is so jealous, you must do something about it."
Yun Xiaoran looked up at Mo Yunhan with a pitiful expression.
"Brother Yunhan, Xiaoran's foot hurts so much."
Mo Yunhan remained indifferent.
"Where are the servants of Fengya Pavilion? Can't you hear your aunt saying her feet hurt?"
Granny Li quickly responded and went over with another maid to help him up.
Being given the cold shoulder on the spot, Yun Xiaoran's face turned extremely ugly, but she continued to persuade him unwillingly.
"Sister Jiang, once the Prince leaves, you can punish me however you like. Why did you have to make such a scene in front of all the soldiers and undermine morale? What are you up to..."
"Smack!"
A loud slap landed hard on his face.
No one expected this, and they all turned to look at Jiang Qingwan with varying expressions.
The upright soldier shouted urgently.
"Your Highness, haven't you always protected Princess Yun? Why are you now allowing her to be bullied like this?"
Although the matter of the witch harming people was never definitively resolved, many rumors circulated.
Now, Mo Yunhan's actions have made everyone wonder if he has truly been bewitched by the witch and lost his mind.
Seeing the soldiers' commotion, Jiang Qingwan ignored it, instead turning to look at the pitiful Yun Xiaoran and speaking coldly.
"Who exactly is undermining morale? Ever since I appeared, you have been constantly instigating me. You are just a lowly concubine; who gave you the right to see the prince off?"
As she spoke, she rolled up the sleeve that Yun Xiaoran had just grabbed.
Clear pinch marks were visible on her snow-white arms.
The very center of the wound was bruised, indicating the force applied.
"You pulled me under false pretenses, but then secretly attacked me. I managed to shake you off, and you fell to the ground crying and pretending to be pitiful. Yun Xiaoran, you are supposed to be a county princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, raised under the Empress Dowager's tutelage, yet your conduct is not as decisive and efficient as mine, a divorced woman. If you really want to be my enemy, just come at me directly. Using such despicable and underhanded methods is shameful."
The soldiers, who had been agitated, fell silent instantly.
Unlike ordinary people, they are used to fighting and killing all year round, and can see at a glance how these injuries were caused.
Mo Yunhan gripped the severed arm, his brow furrowed deeply.
"Guards! Concubine Yun has harmed the Princess Consort. She shall be given ten strokes of the cane."
Yun Xiaoran was shocked.
“Brother Yunhan, I didn’t pinch her on purpose. I just wanted to pull her over so she wouldn’t bother you and delay your official duties. Perhaps I didn’t control my hand well and used too much force.”
Granny Li also quickly knelt on the ground.
"Your Highness, the county princess is deeply in love with you and devoted to you. She is also the concubine personally bestowed upon you by the Empress Dowager. Ten strokes of the cane will kill her. Please, Your Highness, have mercy!"
Jiang Qingwan pulled down her sleeves, not wanting to dwell on these matters at the moment.
"Mo Yunhan, I have something to say to you. Tell them all to leave."
Mo Yunhan rarely saw her flustered, and with a slight thought, he slid his arm down and took her hand, leading her outside.
"Let's talk as we walk. The imperial decree has been issued, and General Qin is waiting outside the door."
The soldiers lined up on both sides to wait. Mo Yunhan took a few steps and then stopped.
"Haven't you carried out the execution yet?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Xiaoran was so frightened that she fell to the ground again.
"Brother Yunhan, Brother Yunhan..."
All the guards followed, and the remaining soldiers dared not disobey. The leader immediately summoned a servant and personally fetched the cane.
"Aunt Yun, please forgive me."
The piercing scream reached Jiang Qingwan's ears, her body stiffened, and her already chaotic thoughts became even more chaotic.
At that moment, Mo Yunhan's deep voice came from beside him, calm and undisturbed.
"She killed Yun Yaoyao, I won't let her die so easily."
Accompanied by an even more piercing scream, these words allowed Jiang Qingwan to witness Mo Yunhan's true nature for the first time.
Cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel, and vicious.
Just as the rumors say, he is like a demon.
She was in a daze when Mo Yunhan suddenly pulled her into his arms.
"My dear wife, don't worry, I'll be back soon. Just wait for me."
As he spoke, his warm lips landed on the tip of her ear.
Startled, Jiang Qingwan flinched and pushed her away. Her fair face was flushed red. Just as she was about to say something, she turned her head and saw Qin Minglang riding a tall horse, looking at her with a resentful expression.
She resembled a resentful woman.
Jiang Qingwan was speechless at Mo Yunhan's childish behavior, and the pounding in her heart subsided.
"Does my wife have nothing to say to me?"
The man's calloused fingers tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and gently turned her face to face.
Jiang Qingwan suppressed the urge to slap him and said in a low voice, "There might be unexpected events during this bandit suppression. Be careful and always have a backup plan, understand?"
She couldn't perform divination; she could only express her general feelings.
Mo Yunhan's eyes flickered.
"Alright, I've got it."
He leaned down slightly, his nose almost touching his.
Warm breaths mingled, creating an ambiguous and teasing atmosphere.
Jiang Qingwan glared at him with her bright eyes, warning him in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"Don't go too far."
Mo Yunhan didn't continue, his fingertips brushing against her chin, his voice low and deep.
"Wait for me to come back."
Having said that, he strode out of the mansion gate, mounted his falcon, and lazily spoke...
"General Qin, let's go!"
Qin Minglang seemed to have a thousand words to say, but the occasion was simply inappropriate.
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