Sikong Qinglin was still contending, "I said, you don't need to interfere..."
"Qinglin!"
Sikong Zuiyue's voice rose, frowning as he said, "Elder sister is like a mother, if I don't manage you, who will? Listen to me, stay here obediently!"
Sikong Qinglin's body trembled unconsciously, his struggling force reduced, and his ears felt secretly warm. He muttered softly, "If I don't go, I won't go. What's the big deal... Don't think just because you're a few years older, you can act like an elder. I'm giving face to the Princess, not listening to you..."
"Alright, alright, got it."
"You, why are you laughing?"
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The Imperial Palace.
The square in front of the Golden Throne Hall was enveloped in dead silence.
All the civil and military officials stood dumbfounded, their eyes filled with disbelief.
The figure that seemed like a Heavenly God just now was deeply etched in everyone's mind.
