Royal Uncle, You Are Too Old/C84 Packing up Consort Lin!
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C84 Packing up Consort Lin!

Just as the crowd dispersed, Noble Consort Lin stood up and said angrily, “Empress, you are making things difficult for me. I will definitely go to His Majesty and ask him for help.”

As soon as she finished speaking, two slaps landed on her beautiful face.

The Empress smiled and said, “I am making things difficult for you. How can I do anything to you?” The slaps landed on Noble Consort Lin’s face with full force. The red marks on her face were obvious.

“You really did it on purpose…”

“Yes. Yesterday, there were too many people around. You took advantage of the chaos and tried to do something to me. You think I don’t know? If it wasn’t for the palace rules and His Majesty’s face, I would have beaten you to death. You want to kill the Crown Prince? Can I let you do that?”

“I did not do it on purpose. Empress, don’t frame me!” Noble Consort Lin immediately said in a sharp voice.

It seemed like the wound on her right shoulder had caused her to lose her strength.

“It doesn’t matter if you admit it or not. If you dare to touch my son, I have a lot of ways to deal with you. Little boat, slap her in the face. Slap her as hard as you can!”

Hearing that, Noble Consort Lin was scared. After all, this tigress would dare to mess with His Majesty. If she broke her face, how could she fight for the throne?

Noble Consort Lin was one of the most beautiful women in the palace. She was able to get the favor of His Majesty because of her face!

“Empress, you are going too far. Don’t go too far…” Noble Consort Lin was about to run out. The two maids immediately held her back. Noble Consort Lin was a delicate young lady after all. She didn’t have much strength, so they had to do it for her.

"Yao Liwan, just you wait! I won't let you go!" Noble Consort Lin hated.

Lan Qingqian heard Noble Consort Lin's voice full of hatred. She thought of a familiar phrase, "Throw this girl into the pond and drown her!"

She suddenly felt that Noble Consort Lin's voice sounded like the girl who was thrown into the river.

She wanted to listen carefully, but she didn't expect it to be so loud and clear. It was like the sound of firecrackers. Noble Consort Lin's mouth was bleeding after a dozen slaps. If one didn't look carefully, they couldn't tell who she was.

"Noble Consort Lin, no matter what you do in the palace, I don't want to care about you. But if you touch my son, I will kill you! Go down and kneel!"

The two maids dragged her out and kneeled. The palace was silent for a while.

The Empress slightly moved her shoulder and felt the pain. She couldn't help but moan.

"Two naughty kids, haven't you heard enough from the corner of the wall?"

Prince Gu and Lan Qingqian hurriedly came in.

"Mother, why did you slap Noble Consort Lin so many times? Did she make a big mistake?" Prince Gu didn't listen carefully and was playing by the side, so he only heard the Empress say she made a mistake.

The Empress said angrily, "That's right. If I turn a blind eye, I'm afraid you won't live long."

She rubbed Lan Qingqian’s soft and tender face and said, “Did you get scared?”

Lan Qingqian shook her head and said, “I’m not scared! My husband is more fierce than this!”

The Empress seemed to be in a much better mood after seeing her.

“I don’t have much luck in my life. I only have one son. If I can have another princess like you, it will be perfect.” She sounded soft and sweet, as if she was not a mortal.

Princesses in the palace were all pretty, but none of them could be as cute and soft as her.

Every time she saw her, she felt like she had eaten a delicious dish. It was sweet to the heart, but not too greasy. Her words were sweet and made people happy.

Lan Qingqian smiled and said, “Empress, please give birth to a little sister.”

“I’m old. It won’t be easy.” First, she was older. Second, when she gave birth to the crown prince, she was injured and couldn’t get pregnant.

“How can that be? My father’s beard is white. He only gave birth to me. They said that I am old.” Lan Qingqian pointed at Emperor Xiao Ren’s beard and said, “My nephew and niece are all older than me! My father said that if he gave birth to me, his illness would be cured!”

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