Xie Suyu could endure Xie Suxian's insults and abuse, but he could not allow Xie Suxian to blaspheme his mother. Unable to bear it, he finally raised his fist and punched Xie Suxian in the face.
For so many years, Xie Suyu has always been the one who swallows his anger. He is always modest. No matter how annoyed he is, he always laughs it off. So when he raised his fist to hit himself, Xie Suxian really thought that he was Eventually it will stop.
So when the fist landed on his face, he was defenseless and punched him out. He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped.
And such a big movement still alarmed Xu Qingmo and Meng Hetong not far away.
When Xu Qingmo ran over, he saw Xie Suyu holding Xie Suxian's neck, punching him one after another, punching hard to the flesh, and hitting him fiercely.
Meng Hetong was about to stop him, but Xu Qingmo grabbed his sleeve. It wasn't until the two of them were almost fighting that Xu Qingmo let him go to start a fight.
When the two people who were struggling together were pulled away, Xie Suxian was in a state of embarrassment. Compared to Xie Suyu beside him, he was really unsightly.
Xu Qingmo didn't mean to care about the prince at all, but smiled: "His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is very good now. He is not injured at all. It seems that he has learned a lot during this time at the border. Well!"
Xie Suxian sat slumped on the ground. He looked at Xu Qingmo who had not laid eyes on him from beginning to end. His heart felt cold, but he still struggled and asked: "Xu Qingmo, the peonies on your head are so tacky, aren't they? It doesn’t even match you!”
Xu Qingmo was stunned for a moment, then touched the peony on his head: "But I just like such tacky flowers. Graceful and luxurious are more suitable for me, right? I never like those plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, small, and Not fancy, what I like are delicate flowers like this. They are all short-lived anyway. Rather than blooming alone in the corner, I prefer to sit on a high platform, which is dazzling enough."
Xie Suxian opened his mouth, but in the end he was speechless.
Xu Qingmo didn't want to say anything more to Xie Suxian. She glanced at Xie Suyu and said, "This is your brother's matter. I'll leave first. I don't want to get involved in this matter!"
"Yes!" Xie Suyu responded and waved to Meng and Tong, "You also go back, so as not to talk too much later."
Xie Suyu had already said this, so Meng Hetong naturally would not stay any longer, but just when they were about to leave, Xie Suxian suddenly shouted: "Xu Qingmo, are you afraid that I will beat your cousin to death?"
Xu Qingmo stopped, then turned back and looked at Xie Suxian coldly: "I don't know if you still remember her surname Yan. She and I are not real cousins. If one day someone comes and says that she was beaten alive by you, I wouldn’t be surprised if you died, after all, it doesn’t seem strange to me that you hit a woman!”
Xie Suxian did not expect that Xu Qingmo would answer like this. He originally thought that no matter what, at least Xu Qingmo still cared about Yan Junuo, but he did not expect that this woman's heart was really cruel to a certain extent. Even her Even his cousins can't recognize him.
Xu Qingmo really didn't want to talk so much nonsense to the prince anymore. When she left, the prince wanted to say something else. Xu Qingmo did not even look back and left without stopping.
When they returned to the banquet, someone happened to go to the emperor to report this matter. In the past, the emperor would have been anxious to see Xie Suxian at this time, but today the emperor just frowned slightly, and then said If someone takes care of it, there will be nothing else to do.
"Why is Your Majesty so talkative today? What if the Seventh Prince usually loses his skin?" Xu Qingmo was a little surprised.
"Is it possible that you didn't find those women in the prince's residence?" Meng Hetong asked.
Xu Qingmo was a little strange: "Woman? That's really not me!"
Now it was Meng Hetong's turn to be surprised: "You didn't find those women who caused the prince to delay the government? That's a bit strange. Who else would do such a thing?"
"He has offended many people, and I am not the only one." Xu Qingmo curled his lips, "I really haven't heard about the woman. Why don't you tell me about it?"
Meng Hetong felt more and more strange that the people Xu Qingmo placed in the Prince's Mansion were probably more reliable than the people they were looking for. How could she not know about such a big thing? What is shown is just pretending.
"Are you hiding something else from me?" Meng Hetong couldn't help but ask.
Xu Qingmo picked up the wine glass and drank without saying a word: "It's just that I'm not the one looking for him!"
Meng Hetong became more and more strange. He wanted to go over and ask for details, but he was pulled away by the officials who suddenly came to him. Xu Qingmo was sitting alone, but he was quite happy.
"The prince's position should be occupied soon!" Xu Qingmo looked at the wine glass in front of him and laughed softly.
Hua Ying didn't know why, but she also understood that this occasion was not suitable for her to ask too many questions: "Girl, drink less wine! I'm afraid I'll have a headache later!"
Just when Xu Qingmo was about to nod, Princess Zhaoyang suddenly came over: "Xu Qingmo, I'll toast you with a glass of wine!"
Xu Qingmo was a little surprised, but still picked up the wine glass.
"This glass of wine is, firstly, for saving us from fire and water, secondly, for stopping me from meeting your eldest brother, and thirdly, for helping Princess Zhengyang avoid the marriage!" Princess Zhaoyang looked at Xu Qingmo. The smile on his face was huge, but the words were piercing his bones.
Xu Qingmo paused and touched his wine glass to hers gently: "The Queen of Northern Xinjiang should be a good queen. Only in this way can she live a more comfortable life!"
"Are you afraid? One day we will return to Dazhou and we will cut you into pieces!" Princess Zhaoyang leaned into Xu Qingmo's ear and said coldly.
Princess Zhaoyang has a younger sister who has just grown hair this year, but is being sent to Northern Xinjiang to be the concubine of Yale Gesheng. Princess Zhaoyang's heart feels like needles pricking her heart. The suffering she has suffered must be experienced again by her biological sister. Once again, she was really resentful.
But with nowhere to vent her anger, she could only focus all her resentment on Xu Qingmo, because she knew that it was Xu Qingmo who didn't like her in the first place, and Xu Qingmo would always match up Zhengyang and Xu Yanquan. Otherwise, Zhengyang wouldn't be able to do anything. Married to Xu Yanquan.
Xu Qingmo didn't understand her resentment, but he was not afraid of her resentment. She smiled softly: "Don't worry, you will never have this opportunity to see it in this life!"
