"Your Highness, should we... create some... chaos at Prince Mo's Mansion?"
Standing by her side, an eunuch looked at Princess Consort Lian with her ferocious demeanor and, in an attempt to suck up, stepped forward and suggested.
"Scram!"
Princess Consort Lian turned around and glared at him fiercely.
Create what chaos? She couldn't even plant a single person inside Zimo's mansion, so how could she create chaos?
Moreover, as Zimo's nominal mother, she couldn't even see her own 'son'. How was she supposed to create any chaos?
And wasn't the emperor's intention just now clear enough?
It was to tell her to stay in line and not provoke Zimo, that harbinger of doom!
She truly couldn't understand. Even if Zimo wasn't really born under the calamitous lone star, why did this bastard seem to bring misfortune wherever he went?
"Humph!"
She let out a heavy sigh.
She really had no way to deal with Zimo and could only stay put for the time being, avoiding any provocation of him.
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