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Mrs. Zuo was stopped by an invisible force and couldn't move any closer.

Zuo Qingluan gave her a long, hard look.

Tongque knew that look well. It was a look of contempt.

Mrs. Zuo was still holding her arms out, when Zuo Qingluan walked past her and into the house without so much as a glance.

Mrs. Zuo looked like she had been slapped.

"What are you doing, just standing there? Go with her!" Master Zuo reminded her.

Mrs. Zuo felt very sad.

Zuo Qingluan had been cold five years ago, but not to this extent. Feeling hurt, Mrs. Zuo murmured, "But she…"

Master Zuo glared at her. "She's the sacred lady of Firmament Palace now and second only to the palace master! She's not the little girl who rolled around in your arms anymore!"

That was a reminder to Mrs. Zuo. Her husband was right. Zuo Qingluan was a Spiritual King now, and everyone in the Junwu Empire knew of her. That thought made Mrs. Zuo feel a little better.