When Feng Mo entered the front hall and saw the people seated there, he was slightly surprised.
When Princess Huaiyin saw him enter, she put down her teacup and greeted him with a smile, "Good nephew, it's been a long time."
Feng Mo frowned slightly and asked directly, "Aunt, have you come all this way for something?"
Princess Huaiyin felt a little displeased that he didn't even bother to greet her.
But considering the purpose of this trip, he had no choice but to suppress his thoughts.
She didn't state her purpose directly, but instead reached out and stroked the teacup in front of her, sighed, and said, "I never thought that you, the Third Prince, who was once so noble and precious, would be reduced to this place, where even the tea is so coarse and tasteless. As your aunt, I feel really sorry for you. If your mother knew this in the afterlife, she would not be able to rest in peace."
Upon hearing her mention Situ Jin, Feng Mo's eyes darkened, and the scene of his mother's tragic death at Xie Jingrun's hands flashed through his mind.
He clenched his fist instantly.
Princess Huaiyin saw his reaction and knew that the hatred between parents was irreconcilable. Moreover, Situ Jin had been really good to Feng Mo. How could he let it go after witnessing her die tragically at Xie Jingrun's hands?
Thinking about it, she said indignantly, "The emperor is truly ruthless and cruel, treating human life like dirt. It's only because your father favors him that he's worthy of being emperor. Otherwise, such a person would not be fit to be emperor at all." As she spoke, she felt very indignant on his behalf, "If your mother were not in trouble, you would be the one sitting on the throne today. How dare Xie Jingrun trample you underfoot?"
Feng Mo listened expressionlessly, finally understanding why this aunt had come today.
He glanced at her indifferently, "Did you suffer some mistreatment from the Emperor, Aunt?"
Princess Huaiyin was pondering how to persuade her nephew to join forces with her to deal with Xie Jingrun when she suddenly heard this remark, and an awkward expression flashed across her face.
She picked up the now-cold tea, took a sip, found it bitter, and quickly put it back on the table.
She forced a smile and said, "Why do you say that?"
Feng Mo stared sharply at her, "It's not that your aunt is standing up for me; your real purpose for coming here is to sow discord between me and the Emperor, isn't it?"
Princess Huaiyin felt embarrassed when he directly exposed her purpose and said angrily, "Xie Jingrun killed your mother in front of you. There was already hatred between you and him. Do you need me to stir up trouble? Or do you not care about your mother's death at all?"
"Enough!" Feng Mo said in a deep voice to stop her. "Aunt, if you happen to be passing by and come to see me, I'm very welcome. But if you keep bringing up my mother's death, you can leave now."
Upon hearing this, Princess Huaiyin's expression instantly turned ugly. She abruptly stood up and said, "I thought you were a person of courage and responsibility, which is why I traveled all this way to help you. But now it seems I misjudged you. Fine, let's pretend I didn't come today." With that, she walked out.
Feng Mo did not call out to her.
Princess Huaiyin was almost at the door when she saw that he still hadn't come to stop her, and her expression became even more unpleasant.
Was her trip going to be in vain? What about her plans...?
Thinking of the humiliation Xie Jingrun had inflicted on her, and everything Rong Qingqing had enjoyed, she felt even more resentful.
Xie Jingrun dared to humiliate her, how could she swallow that insult?
Furthermore, what gives Lan's daughter the right to rule the world and be above her?
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