Li Hongyuan was so furious that his head was spinning. He returned to his own courtyard and drank cold tea to calm himself down.
But there were still people who didn't know better and came to add fuel to the fire.
Madam Zhao and Palace Maid Fang spoke ill of the Princess Consort in front of him, saying that she didn't understand the big picture, and relied on her pregnancy to ignore the dignity of both Prince of Yu's mansion and His Royal Highness. They complained about her willfulness, which was unbearable.
"The Princess Consort's pregnancy should have been a joyous occasion, but she shouldn't be so willful." Madam Zhao sighed, "I am now in charge of the household affairs, working so hard every day that my hands and back are sore. Yet she went back to her maiden home to enjoy a peaceful life."
Li Hongyuan kept a straight face while holding his teacup: "If you find it too tiring, then don't do it."
Madam Zhao's face changed.