On the way back to the mansion, everyone from the Crown Prince Mansion had a sour look on their face.
Lady Chi Bi was particularly restless, unable to describe the feeling inside her heart.
Yun Sheng's casual remark, "What a pity, this is my favorite piece of clothing," seemed offhand, yet the intent laced in the inner strength was quite malicious.
Dugu Xiu, without a word, crippled Qing Meng's right hand.
He knew well that in a few days, there would be a banquet at the Imperial Palace, and Qing Meng, as the Empress' nephew and Consort Qing's brother, would definitely attend, yet he still did it.
In his heart, Yun Sheng's position had reached such heights.
"Wear a veil when you go out in the future," Dugu Xiu said after escorting Yun Sheng to the outside of Taxue Garden, and left in a huff with the Iron Blood Guards.
Lady Chi Bi cast a look at Yun Sheng and gave a cold smile before hastily chasing after Dugu Xiu.
