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Hmm ~ So what if I beat him? This matter mainly depended on who was talking about it!

Come, come, let me show you what it means to be outstanding in acting!

Su Mo'er was thrown in front of the Prime Minister's Residence. Since she was caught off guard, she was obviously knocked unconscious. Qi Moxuan saw Su Qingjiu take out a handkerchief from her chest, followed by a choking sound.

Sobbing was a common occurrence for Su Qingjiu. To make sure, she brought a handkerchief with onion juice on it, and it was hard not to cry after wiping her eyes.

When Su Qingjiu turned around, she was completely stupefied. "What's the matter, Princess?" she asked hesitantly.

Not only Lv Ling, even the few people driving the car, Housekeeper Lee and even Qi Moxuan were dumbfounded. They could clearly see that with a wave of Su Qingjiu's hand, Su Mo'er was sent flying. Now that she was lying on the ground, no one dared to support her!

Her eyes were red, and tears fell like beads from a broken string. Su Qingjiu had an aggrieved expression on her face. Anyone who saw her would be hurt.

"Eighth Sister bullied me, she wanted to hit me. I think, ah, I am now a princess consort, eighth sister hit me, will certainly be punished. "I dodged it just now, but eighth sister slipped and then, she fell …"

He fell out. Su Qingjiu's voice was very soft, but no one interrupted her. The only person who dared to retort her was lying on the ground unconscious. If the others dared to retort, they would most likely end up in a worse state than Su Mo'er.

The people who were watching the show were completely motivated by gossip. Normally, these people would not dare to cause trouble in front of the Prime Minister's residence. And today, something like this had happened right in front of the Prime Minister's residence. According to what Su Qingjiu had said, it was most likely Su Mo'er's fault. It was an absolutely ugly matter!

Su Qingjiu was no longer the 'fool' that anyone could judge. Now that she had the status of an imperial concubine, the people who discussed her had to weigh their own worth. This matter was neither big nor small, and if they were to be dealt with seriously and openly discuss the royal family under the emperor's feet, it would not end well.

"This is the eighth lady, she sure is bold!" That Su Qingjiu, even if she was … "No, she's a wangfei right now. This eighth young miss actually wants to hit someone …"

"Yeah, yeah!"

The sounds of discussion gradually increased, but the shut doors of the residence were still tightly shut. Su Qingjiu wiped her tears away with her hand as she muttered, "How calm."

Since she was here today, she didn't plan to return empty-handed. Qing Ling said that she didn't even have a maidservant to accompany her to the Prince Mo's Mansion, so how could she be so stingy when it was her first time marrying him?

"Ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ Su Qingjiu, you idiot, I'm going to kill you!" Su Mo'er opened her eyes, a sweet taste filled her mouth, along with a few hard objects.

Su Mo'er stood up from the ground. Her dishevelled appearance made it hard for Su Qingjiu to look directly at her. Because Su Mo'er's face had hit the ground first, her little face could be considered to have been ruined. Compared to the injury on her face, Su Mo'er was more afraid of the wound on her hand.

She couldn't move her right hand at all!

"Su Qingjiu, you deserve to die!" Su Mo'er pointed her left hand at Su Qingjiu, unable to move her right hand. She ignored everything around her, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

Su Qingjiu didn't reply. Her eyes were red. aggrieved? Heartache? No, looking at Su Mo'er's miserable state, her heart was already blooming with happiness.

With so many people watching, no one had seen the scene where she threw Su Mo'er out. When Su Mo'er woke up, she scolded Su Qingjiu for her drama that many people knew about. Putting everything else aside, Su Mo'er might not even be able to take off the title of "shrew".

"Eighth Sister, it's Jiu'er's fault. Jiu'er should be standing still as before, so that Eighth Sister wouldn't accidentally fall off the steps. "

These words, standing still while you hit me, the Prime Minister's house is truly a good home tutor!

He had bullied a 'fool' girl, but now that the other had become an imperial concubine, he still had the guts to continue beating her up.

"Oh right, isn't today the day that Ninth Miss from the Prime Minister's Hall returns? Why is there no one welcoming me at the gate of the Prime Minister's Estate? "

"Where is no one? Look, isn't the eighth lady over there?"

"That can't be true, right? Su Qingjiu is an imperial concubine after all. How dare the Prime Minister treat an imperial concubine in such a manner?"

"Eh, sitting next to Su Qingjiu in a wheelchair, could that be King Mo …"

"Oh my god!" Prince Mo personally came, but no one from the Prime Minister's Palace came out to welcome him! "

This was the power of public opinion. Su Mo'er came back to her senses. Su Qingjiu had blocked Qi Moxuan behind her, but she didn't realize that she had really stirred up a disaster!

She had some understanding of what sort of person Prince Mo and Qi Moxuan were. Did she really think that even if she was forced to marry a fool, it would be her limit to let him accompany a fool back to the sect?

Of course it was impossible, so she cleaned up the people around the Prime Minister's Estate and waited for Su Qingjiu to come back to teach her a lesson. She wanted to let her know that even if she married a prince, she wouldn't be able to get rid of her.

Things did not turn out as Su Mo'er had expected. Su Qingjiu first showed her how much power she could muster and then threw her out. Most importantly, Qi Moxuan had always been behind Su Qingjiu. It was impossible for her to blame him on Su Qingjiu.

Half of what Su Qingjiu represented today was Qi Moxuan's face.

"Prince Mo, Mo'er, Mo'er …"

Su Mo'er tremblingly knelt to the side as her mind quickly searched for an excuse. Su Qingjiu had thrown her out today, but she knew that no one would stand up for her.

What she had said when she woke up, all her words. Su Mo'er's intestines turned green with regret when she thought of this. Why did she have to be the first one to do such an embarrassing thing in front of the Prime Minister's manor? Even her Prime Minister's father wouldn't be able to help her.

"Do you know your wrongs?" Qi Moxuan said coldly.

"Wrong! Mo'er knows her wrongs. I beg Your Highness, esteemed wangfei, please don't remember this lowly person!" Su Mo'er hurriedly kowtowed in apology, a stark contrast from her previous domineering demeanor.

Qi Moxuan raised his head and looked at Su Qingjiu. Su Qingjiu looked like she was just watching a show.

"Then do you know where the fault lies?"

What was wrong? Su Mo'er's heart instantly tightened. Would she admit it? If she had said what she had just done wrong, then even if she hadn't died, she would still have shed a layer of skin.

Was it a big crime to publicly insult and provoke the emperor's personal consort?

The one who was injured was her, but why was she the one kneeling here admitting her wrongs? Was she wrong? What was wrong with her?

Su Mo'er retracted the cold resentment in her eyes and timidly said, "I have disrespected wangfei, please forgive me."

"Forgive me!" Su Qingjiu had a warm smile on her face. The story had just begun, so of course it wouldn't be good if they just finished playing it out.

He gestured to Lv Ling and said, "Lv Ling, quickly help me up. It's not a big deal! This is the Prime Minister's Mansion. If my Prime Minister father comes out later, he'll be heartbroken.