Jun Moyi was stunned.
He subconsciously raised his head, "What?"
Sang Liwan just laughed sarcastically: "A fickle, fickle person who wants more while eating from his bowl and doesn't know what's good for him?"
Hearing her belittle himself like this, Jun Moyi immediately frowned.
No matter what, he could never bear to hear anyone describe Sang Liwan like that.
Even if that person is Sang Liwan himself, it won’t work.
"Why do you say that about yourself?"
However, after hearing his words, the mockery on Sang Liwan's face became even more intense. "But in your heart, Your Highness, am I not just that kind of person? Otherwise, why would you have said such a thing just now?"
Jun Moyi moved his lips and was speechless for a moment.
He wanted to say that he was not like that and had never thought of Sang Liwan in that way. What he did just now was just because he suddenly saw so many things that belonged to Jun Mochen in Sang Liwan's boudoir, so he felt a little uncomfortable.
But in his heart, he never thought that Sang Liwan was a fickle person.
He wanted to explain, but when he thought about what he had just said, he felt that he had no way to explain it.
In the end, he could only say dryly: "That's not what I meant."
"Oh, whether it is or not, Your Highness knows it clearly in his heart."
Jun Moyi seemed to be irritated by her cold attitude. He frowned, "Do you have to be so sharp?"
The smile on Sang Liwan's face became even more pronounced.
"Your Highness, do you think I'm annoying? Your Highness has never said such words to me before."
After she finished speaking, before Jun Moyi could explain, she took the initiative to bow and said, "Since that's the case, I will no longer be an eyesore to His Majesty. I will take my leave."
This was the first time that Sang Liwan called herself a concubine in front of Jun Moyi.
Jun Moyi clenched his fists, barely suppressing the reluctance in his eyes and the arm that he almost couldn't help but stretch out.
He lowered his head, silently feeling Sang Liwan getting farther and farther away from him, and his originally tense back slowly relaxed.
When Yan Hui walked in, he saw Jun Moyi sitting alone in the corner, looking lonely and desolate.
He felt a little reluctant.
"Why does your Highness bother to anger the Princess like this?"
When Jun Moyi heard Yan Hui's voice, he did not respond immediately, but sat there quietly for a long time before slowly turning his head. He saw the disapproval in Yan Hui's eyes at a glance.
He chuckled lightly, his voice brisk and filled with curiosity. "Since when did you dare to interfere in my affairs?"
These words sounded a bit serious, but there was no hint of blame in Jun Moyi's tone, and Yan Hui could naturally hear it.
Therefore, his courage grew a lot.
"I saw that the princess seemed very sad when she left just now."
"Sad?" Jun Moyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Hui in disbelief, then narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of scrutiny and suspicion.
Yan Hui was frightened by such a look, and quickly straightened his face, trying to recall carefully whether he had said anything he shouldn't have said.
"Why is your Majesty looking at me like this?"
Jun Moyi waited for a long time, but Yan Hui didn't react, so he knew that he had overestimated him.
He sighed and shook his head, twirling the folding fan in his hand. "Wanwan is not as stupid as you."
In an instant, Yan Hui's eyes widened.
He couldn't help swallowing.
Wanwan?
He stared at Jun Moyi carefully, and felt that the expression on his face did not look like he had just had an argument with the princess.
Why is it that there is a hint of pampering?
Yan Hui was shocked and confused, and suddenly realized that perhaps he had been fooled.
Although Jun Moyi did not completely focus his attention on Yan Hui, he knew that no one who could serve him for so long was a real fool.
Even if he couldn't think of it, he had said it so bluntly, it was impossible for him not to have thought of it.
Even if Yan Hui didn't say what was in his mind, Jun Moyi would stop at the right time.
"Less talking, more doing." He turned his wheelchair around and said, "Let's go back home."
The news of Jun Moyi's departure came almost at the same time as the news of Xu's death.
Everyone in the mansion thought that the General's Mansion had offended Jun Moyi, so everyone was in danger.
Only Sang Yuyan, who didn't know from where she got the news that Jun Moyi and Sang Liwan had broken up because of Jun Mochen's quarrel, had a calculating look in her eyes.
Xu is no longer with us, so she has to find a good way out for herself.
Sang Liwan ignored Jun Moyi's actions. She walked to Xu's dormitory and met Feng Ming as soon as she entered.
Feng Ming had obviously also heard the news of Jun Moyi's departure, and looked at Sang Liwan with concern, fearing that the two masters would have some trouble at this critical juncture.
Sang Liwan just glanced at her and knew what she wanted to say. She shook her head at Feng Ming, obviously not wanting to mention it.
Seeing this, Fengming sighed and said nothing more sensibly. He just symbolically advised Sang Liwan to mourn and accept the change.
The servants in the house have already started to arrange Xu's funeral. Sang Liwan doesn't need to do it himself, he just needs to give orders quietly.
She looked at Xu's body with mixed emotions.
She turned her eyes to Fengming calmly, "What did my mother say before she died?"
Hearing this, Fengming seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Speak, this princess will not blame you."
Hearing this, Feng Ming no longer concealed the truth. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Madam has carefully instructed the Second Miss on everything she needs to be careful of, as well as how to manage all the affairs of the mansion, as well as the land deeds, money, and so on."
"That's all?"
Sang Liwan didn't believe it.
Feng Ming said: "Also... Madam, if the Second Miss gets into trouble, go find the Princess..."
Sure enough, it was exactly as I had imagined.
In Xu's eyes, her eldest daughter Sang Liwan was nothing more than a stepping stone for Sang Yuyan to make a living.
She nodded, "I understand."
Fengming wanted to say a few more words of comfort, but seeing the cold look on Sang Liwan's face, he didn't know what to say.
However, Sang Liwan looked around the room but did not see any trace of Sang Yuyan.
She frowned, "Where is the second young lady?"
"The Second Miss just left. As for where she went, I don't know. Do you want to..."
Sang Liwan raised her hand to interrupt her, "No need, I know roughly where she went. Now that her biggest backer has fallen, she must find a new one for herself."
At the same time, an uninvited guest arrived at the Shen Mansion.
Chen Yan looked at Sang Yuyan who suddenly appeared in front of him, with a hint of curiosity on his face.
"I heard something big happened in the General's Mansion. How come the Second Miss has the time to come to my house at this critical moment?"
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