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nQian Jiyun almost tore Xue Yingyue, his stepmother, apart back then because she had wronged Qian Yiyun.

nThe Empress and the Noble Consort had spoken up for her. Even the Emperor had to intervene to calm the storm in the Prince Zhan Yun Residence.

nYesterday, Prince Sui learned from his advisor that Qian Jiyun had brought back a young lady from the southern border and had her stay in the Qiongzhi Courtyard.

nSo the woman I almost wanted to take to my residence is the one Qian Jiyun brought back from the southern border? I heard he favors her even more than Qian Yiyun?

nF**king Prince De and Jian Xun, are they trying to kill me?

nIn the end, Prince Sui, surrounded by his guards, fled dejectedly in fear of Prince Zhan Yun.

nJian Xun wanted to go all out to complete the mission his mother had given him. However, Prince De did not want to stay. He even left without saying goodbye.

nHe really wanted to finish his mission, but how could he if Prince De was not around? He watched helplessly as Prince De hurriedly left the capital with his bags to seek refuge in his suburban villa.

nThe table was cleaned up.

n“Sister-in-law, why did these people come here?” Qian Yiyun sat down and asked softly as she watched An Jiuyue pick up a spoon for the two children.

nThose two are no good! Is it really a coincidence meeting them here? I don’t believe it! There must be a conspiracy!

nAn Jiuyue shrugged and replied half-jokingly, “Why else? Your brother is famous.”

nQian Yiyun did not deny it and raised her eyebrows. “Are they here to find out more about you?”

nThese people are impressive! We’ve just returned to the capital, and they’re already here.

n“Prince De coming is one thing, but why did Prince Sui come here too?”

nPrince De is going to the southern border. It makes sense if he’s here to investigate, but Prince Sui… What was that rascal doing here? Was he here to cheer him on?

nOf course not.

n“The southern border is a juicy piece of meat. Just because Prince De isn’t interested doesn’t mean the other princes aren’t.” An Jiuyue sighed softly.

nNone of these princes were easy to deal with.

nThey looked like embroidered pillows, but unless they were unwrapped, no one would know if they were made of grass or gold.

n“Pft.” Qian Yiyun sneered in disdain.

nThey’ll have to get my brother’s permission if they want a piece of the southern border.

nHer brother had conquered and built up the southern border. Even if the Emperor issued a decree for him to give it up, they would have to think about whether they were capable of taking it away from him.

nOf course, the Emperor would not be stupid enough to issue such a decree.

n“They’re indulging in their fantasies. They should sleep and dream on,” she said sarcastically.

nHowever, she became a little worried when she recalled how her sister-in-law had beaten Prince Sui up. Although the Emperor did not favor Prince Sui’s mother much, he was still his son.

nHis son was beaten up. How could the Emperor let this go?

n“But you did still beat Prince Sui up, Sister-in-law. Do you want to tell Big Brother about it?” she asked.

n“No need.” An Jiuyue smiled and shook her head.

nSo what if she hit him? If Prince Sui and his mother wanted to cause trouble for her, it would depend on whether they could do so.

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