Chang'an District, Ninth Prince's Mansion.
Jiang Qingwan stepped down from the carriage, pushed open the gate to the back of the Prince's Mansion, and saw a large group of people standing inside again.
Song Yushu sat upright in the armchair, with Yun Xiaoran standing beside her.
Aside from a few familiar maids and servants, there were more than a dozen guards standing in the courtyard, lined up on both sides, resembling a privately set-up court, exuding a chilling aura.
Lian'er and Li Dou both looked wary.
"Miss, shall we leave now?"
"I'll block them, you guys go."
Li Dou shoved the furnace into Lian'er's arms, placed it in front of Jiang Qingwan, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.
Jiang Qingwan raised her hand to push him away and walked straight inside.
Li Dou and Lian'er were quickly stopped in the courtyard by two guards.
"Madam Jiang, please."
Li Dou clenched his fist anxiously, "Miss, should we beat them up?"
"Need not!"
Jiang Qingwan shook her head, and one person stepped forward.
Putting aside the guards in the backyard, the main courtyard of the Prince's mansion is just across a wall. If a fight breaks out, Mo Yunhan's men will definitely not stand idly by. She is currently lacking in spiritual energy, and a direct confrontation is not a good idea.
She walked a few steps away from Song Yushu, but before she could stand still, Yun Xiaoran shouted in a sweet voice, "Kneel down!"
Jiang Qingwan remained silent, her gaze calmly fixed on Song Yushu.
"Did you need something from Madam?"
Song Yushu's face turned ashen with anger.
"I'm asking you, have you ever been divorced?"
Jiang Qingwan was taken aback. Thinking of seeing Su Yulan and Yun Xiaoran together before, she instantly understood what was going on and replied calmly.
"yes."
"Great, absolutely great!"
Song Yushu slapped the armrest, "A woman abandoned by her husband, suddenly transforms herself into a Taoist priestess, comes to the Prince's mansion to freeload, and even tries to seduce the Prince with despicable means, do you know your crime!"
At this moment, Granny Zhang and Yu Tao came out of Jiang Qingwan's room.
"Madam, we've found it."
Yu Tao presented a small packet of medicine, and Zhang Mama said decisively, "Madam, this old servant is certain that this is the aphrodisiac that prostitutes in brothels use. Mixed into the incense burner, it can bewitch the mind."
Song Yushu flew into a rage.
"You bastard! What else do you have to say?"
Jiang Qingwan's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes were somewhat cold.
"What right do you have to enter my room?"
"So, you admit this thing is yours?"
Yun Xiaoran curtsied to Song Yushu, "Madam, this woman is truly filthy and terrifying. Today I even saw her exchanging glances with the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan. Who is that man? He frequents brothels and has no idea..."
She hesitated to speak, but the meaning behind her words was obvious.
Song Yushu felt a dull pain in his chest from anger.
The thought that a noble and refined man like the Prince had been defiled by a shameless and dissolute woman like Jiang Qingwan made her feel breathless.
"Guards, punish him with ten strokes of the cane and expel him from the mansion."
Yun Xiaoran was unwilling to accept it.
Ten strokes of the cane are far too lenient on her.
“Madam, this matter must not be taken lightly. She approached the Prince to punish the man who rejected her, which has already involved the court. Such an arrogant and audacious person, who can guarantee that she won't do something even more outrageous after being expelled from the manor? If people find out that the Prince actually targeted a meritorious official for such a despicable person, and the Emperor investigates thoroughly, the matter will be very serious.”
Song Yushu was naturally aware of the advantages and disadvantages involved.
"If that's the case, then send her to the outskirts of the city to be imprisoned, never to see the light of day again. As for her maids and servants, lock them up as well."
Yun Xiaoran was overjoyed.
Once she was sent out of the capital, Su Yulan would tear her apart without her even lifting a finger.
At this moment, Jiang Qingwan was like a dead person in her eyes.
"Your aunt is kind-hearted and can't bear to kill you, Jiang Qingwan. Don't make a futile struggle. Take care of yourself. Guards, take action."
Li Dou rushed out in a hurry.
"You are not allowed to bully the young lady."
However, the guards who stopped him were from the Ninth Prince's mansion. They were all meticulously trained, extremely skilled, and armed. They quickly pinned him to the ground.
Perhaps because Li Dou had been visiting Ye Qi frequently these past two days, they didn't go all out and held back, only managing to trap him.
Li Dou, however, was oblivious, roaring and struggling, his teeth bleeding from the effort.
Lian'er rushed over to help, but was pushed to the ground.
The bundle containing the furnace cauldron flew down into the flower bushes, landing squarely on the peony named "Golden Mountain" that had just bloomed that morning, smashing the buds directly into the mud.
Yu Ying walked towards Jiang Qingwan, preparing to take her down, when suddenly it felt like something was stuck to her feet, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it off.
Noticing her unusual behavior, Yun Xiaoran immediately said, "Aunt, I heard from Princess Yulan that this woman can poison people and knows some sinister and evil arts. You see, Yuying has also been poisoned."
Yu Ying explained.
"Madam, I can't move."
Song Yushu was not a murderer, but at this moment he could hardly suppress his violent temper.
"Jiang Qingwan, even now you still want to hurt people! Do you really think you can do whatever you want in my palace? Guards, seize her."
The soldiers responded loudly.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
Jiang Qingwan was unable to cast any large-scale formations at this moment.
His eyes sharpened, and the golden thread at his fingertips shot straight forward.
To catch the thief, first catch the king!
Song Yushu suddenly felt a strange sense of oppression. She already felt a tightness in her chest, and this time she clutched her chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"you……"
Jiang Qingwan's eyes narrowed slightly.
She didn't attack; she just wanted to use the formation to control and intimidate him, and then send someone to invite Mo Yunhan to explain the situation.
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