How Could You Let the Crown Prince Consort Personally Make a Move?
編集者: Henyee Translations
"You!" Madam Shu finally managed to brace herself and steady her figure with great difficulty, but her face was quivering incessantly.
All the hackles on Shu Quan's body had raised up, and she was so strung up that she had slightly curled up her fingers. She grabbed hold of her mother, whose cheeks had both swollen up, and hastily apologized to Qiao Mu. "Crown Prince Consort, my sincerest apologies, my mother drank too much wine during the noon banquet, so her brain is still a bit muddle-headed."
"You're the one that drank too much wine!" Madam Shu was totally unappreciative and flung away her daughter's hand. She pointed at Wei Ziqin with her finger and hollered, "The daughters brought up by a village woman are each more uncouth and barbaric than the next!"
"Are you all dead? How could you let the crown prince consort strike by herself?" A stern shout suddenly came from behind the Qiao Family trio.