Qian Jiyun didn't want to argue with a woman. With the time spent, it's better to go see An Jiuyue first.
As for this woman, dealing with her can wait; start with her scholar nephew. What he just said could be true. Not everyone who says they've passed the examination can maintain the title of scholar.
An Jiuyue listened to his words, her cold eyes fixed on Auntie Mei for a long time before she threw her aside.
"Get lost, don't let me see you again!"
"Ouch!"
Auntie Mei was already in pain all over, but now An Jiuyue tossed her onto a pile of stones, causing her to cut her forehead and face.
But she didn't dare utter a word, quickly got up, and ran away.
If she didn't run now, when else would she? These two people were scary to look at; what if they went mad and really killed her?
Moreover, she had to quickly notify her family. Qian Jiyun was a prince, and what if he really stripped her nephew of his scholar title?
