In short, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't figure out who insulted Su Xiangling.
Su Xiangling continued, "Will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really stand up for me? Severely punish those who humiliate me."
The prince suspected that it was a steward or a palace maid who had disrespected Su Xiangling. He said in a deep voice, "Tell me, no matter who it is, if they insult you, I will not let them off lightly."
Su Xiangling turned her head and glanced at Song Wanwan with contempt, a mocking smile on her lips.
So what if she is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Loyalty? In front of the prince, she is still just a lowly servant.
When she enters the Eastern Palace and ascends to the throne one day, she will be the master, and these people will only be slaves under her feet.
However, Song Wanwan didn't even look at Su Xiangling, she was not worthy.
Su Xiangling thought Song Wanwan would panic, or even plead for mercy in her eyes.
But no, Song Wanwan continued to drink tea calmly.
This made Su Xiangling even angrier, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Your Highness, it's Song Wanwan, the eldest daughter of the Loyalty Marquis's Mansion."
"Not only did he speak rudely to me, he also whipped me. Look at my wrist, it's red and swollen."
As she spoke, Su Xiangling extended her hand to the prince.
Seeing a chill rising on the prince's face, Su Xiangling looked at Song Wanwan triumphantly again.
The prince secretly cursed Su Xiangling for being ignorant. Could she possibly mess with Song Wanwan?
Just when Su Xiangling thought that the prince was going to make the decision for her and punish Song Wanwan.
But she didn't expect that the prince would slap her hard in the face.
"Who are you? Do you think you can associate with Cousin Wan?"
Not far away, Li Chaoyun was leading Li Yunzhou and Song Hongshen towards this side.
Both of them were wearing dark brocade robes, and Li Yunzhou still had a scholarly look on his face.
Song Hongshen was half a head taller than Li Yunzhou, with deep features. His every move and gesture radiated nobility, unlike that of a bastard's son. Instead, he looked more composed and noble than the legitimate son of a wealthy family.
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