She covered her face and stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"You...you dare to hit me? You lowly woman, how dare you hit me! Do you know that I am destined to be the Empress!"
She angrily flung her hand away and glared at him.
"Kneel down right now if you don't want to die!"
"shut up!"
Mo Shaojun strode out from inside the mansion.
Her delicate face flushed red with anger.
He stepped forward and pulled Su Qinghe away.
What nonsense are you spouting?
Su Qinghe stamped her foot in frustration, "Your Highness, Jiang Qingwan is bullying me! She even hit me in front of the Su family's gate! This is an insult to the Su family and Your Highness!"
Mo Shaojun's face was extremely pale at this moment.
He lowered his voice and scolded, "Behave yourself."
After speaking, he composed himself and bowed to Jiang Qingwan.
"I've met Aunt Jiu."
"Why is Aunt Jiu here?"
Su Qinghe snorted coldly, "To come begging your grandfather to save Qin Minglang, you are truly shameless."
Upon hearing this, Mo Shaojun's eyes flickered slightly. "Little Ninth Aunt summoned the golden dragon at the palace banquet that day. Her abilities are extraordinary. She should have foreseen Lord Qin's calamity. Why would she come here to ask for help?"
Then, he suddenly changed the subject.
"However, the person chosen by the Golden Dragon that day suffered a great misfortune. I wonder if it was Aunt Jiu's doing on purpose, or if the magic failed?"
Now everyone in the capital knows that the Second Prince, Mo Shaoqing, has lost power.
In the imperial court, Mo Shaojun was at the height of his power.
Jiang Qingwan glanced at him.
Compared to Mo Shaoqing, this person has even less dragon aura.
"You two are truly a match made in heaven. When did I ever say that I came to see Su Weichuan for Qin Minglang's sake? Delusion is a disease. Take your medicine and see a doctor. Stop saying things that make people laugh and cry. You're disgracing the Great Zhou royal family."
Mo Shaojun's expression changed drastically.
"Aunt Jiu is probably going to be disappointed; the old prince is unwell and will not be receiving guests."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the old servant of Fuxintang rushed over.
He bowed respectfully upon seeing Jiang Qingwan.
"Ninth Prince's Consort, please!"
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