"How impudent!" The Emperor's face darkened.
Qingping promptly begged for mercy, "Imperial Brother, please calm your anger."
With a severe look, the Emperor furiously rebuked, "Leave!"
Without uttering another word, Qingping turned around and left the Xianfei Palace. However, in her heart, she knew that her words had ignited the Emperor's rage. Of course, this anger was not directed at her, but rather at Duke Residence. She scoffed silently, her aunt had never looked highly upon her, but what did that matter? Her imperial brother would not tolerate the continued prominence of Duke Residence unless the Crown Prince succeeded the throne. But it was unclear whether the Crown Prince could smoothly take the throne.
After Qingping left, the Emperor knocked a tea cup to the floor. "Pop" was the sound it made as it shattered into pieces on the floor.