Jiang Qingwan narrowed her eyes.
My patience is almost exhausted.
"There are rules?"
“Of course.” Du Luanfei’s voice was gentle yet sharp. “The Princess Consort’s abilities are known to almost everyone in the capital. To prevent any innocent people from being harmed today, the Eldest Princess has ordered the Princess Consort not to use any mystical arts during today’s banquet.”
"You've gone too far!" Qing Sui gritted her teeth in anger.
Du Luanfeng looked defiant.
"What, without mystical arts, you can't do anything? You still have the nerve to come here to outshine everyone and prove your abilities? Could it be that you only know how to use dirty tricks and have no talent at all? Then you really can't let a phoenix fly out of a chicken coop."
Jiang Qingwan stared intently at her.
"You're asking for it."
Du Luanfeng laughed loudly.
"Killing me won't prove your abilities, nor will it win you the respect of the people. You'll only be branded as someone who brutally murders using mystical arts. With that kind of reputation, you think you can become the Regent's Consort?"
The group of noble ladies pointed and whispered among themselves.
Qing Sui felt suffocated.
Unable to bear it any longer, he snapped back.
"Wasn't the crisis in the capital resolved by our Princess's mystical arts? You people are truly shameless, having eaten your fill and forgotten your mother."
She had barely finished speaking when she was interrupted by He Jinxiu, the daughter of the Right Chancellor, who arrived late.
"As expected of a vulgar person raising a vulgar maid, shouting and yelling in front of the Princess's residence, what kind of behavior is this?"
The Right Chancellor and the Left Chancellor were ranked first among civil officials, and as the eldest daughter of the He family, her status was naturally much more noble.
Several of the noble ladies who were watching the spectacle curtsied in greeting.
He Jinxiu glanced at them, ignored them, and nodded slightly to the Du Luanfei and Du Luanfeng sisters in her light purple brocade dress embroidered with gold floral patterns.
"It's been a long time since I've seen the two sisters, and they look even more beautiful than before."
Du Luanfeng ignored her.
Du Luanfei returned the greeting with a slight bow.
His smile remained gentle and kind.
"Miss He is still better."
He Jinxiu had always been very satisfied with her appearance. After exchanging pleasantries, she looked at Jiang Qingwan with disdain.
"I've read some books on strange and unusual things. This kind of mystical sorcery is quite similar to the witchcraft and sorcery practiced in the deep forests of Miao territory. I've heard that Miao women often use this art to bewitch men, changing their hearts and feelings. It can turn someone who didn't like you into a devoted and infatuated lover. Such sorcery that blurs the lines between love and hate, even if the couple lives happily ever after, is nothing more than a superficial illusion."
Everyone agreed that it made sense.
None of them believed that a man as godlike as Mo Yunhan would fall for a divorced woman.
They even kidnapped her and took her to the backyard to have sex with her.
It's really weird.
"How can someone with such behavior claim to be worthy of the honor of being a princess?"
"If the mystical arts were gone, would the prince even glance at her?"
"Some people used to praise the princess as a living bodhisattva. How could a living bodhisattva be so vain and use mystical arts to win love? She insisted on clinging to the regent. She must have wanted to use the prince to take revenge on the Qin family. Could the chaos in the Su family have been orchestrated by her?"
"His intentions are despicable; he is truly hateful."
Jiang Qingwan's patience had reached its limit.
She wants to kill everyone now.
Turn the noisy world before you into a living hell, a place where evil spirits descend.
He Jinxiu could see her anxiety.
He was very pleased with himself.
How could a woman of lowly birth possess such magnanimity and insight?
I didn't have the chance before, but today I'll make her lose all face.
"If you truly possess great power, and your mystical arts can govern the country and save the people, and help the Great Zhou and the Regent, then no one will object to you serving as a military advisor or a female official. But do you think you can uphold the status of a matriarch of a household simply by using sorcery to bewitch people? That's laughable."
"Don't think that just because you've been the mistress of the Qin family for five years, you can really secure the Prince's household. How can the Qin family be compared to the Regent's Palace? Do you know the art of managing subordinates? Do you know the etiquette for dealing with court officials? Can you weigh the pros and cons and quell the disputes between the inner and outer courts for the Prince, so that he can concentrate on state affairs?"
Her words were sharp and aggressive.
Jiang Qingwan's patience ran out, and the black energy in her palm slowly began to condense.
She wanted to kill the noisiest woman in front of her first.
On the rooftop, unnoticed by anyone, a wisp of black mist lurked in the darkness where sunlight could not reach.
Qi Huang sat cross-legged within, his hands rapidly forming complex sealing talismans.
A moment later, a golden lotus flashed in Jiang Qingwan's eyes, and she swayed slightly.
The clone is temporarily under the control of Qi Huang.
The murderous aura that was about to erupt within him was forcibly suppressed.
"princess?"
Seeing that her complexion was not right, Qinghui quickly helped her up.
Qi Huang raised her hand to indicate that she was alright.
He looked at He Jinxiu with clear, cold eyes.
As her name suggests, she was born as beautiful as a cluster of spring flowers.
However, he is somewhat narrow-minded, and he is also petty and cunning.
She slowly curved her lips into a smile.
"It's truly amazing that Miss He, a woman who has never married and remains unmarried, understands so well how to be a qualified regent's wife. Could it be that she has thought about this matter in her heart a thousand times over day and night?"
Everyone turned to look at He Jinxiu.
His eyes held a mixture of curiosity, disdain, and contempt.
The situation of conflict has changed drastically.
Looking at Jiang Qingwan at this moment, Qinghui felt a sense of comfort and ease.
I always felt that the princess at this moment was completely different from before, as if she were a different person.
He Jinxiu's face was already bright red.
She not only thought about it, but she also had embarrassing dreams.
But how did this woman know about this?
She was so embarrassed and angry that she wanted to tear the handkerchief to shreds.
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