My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 69 Not enough lessons from last time?

When Mo Yu's hand was about to fall, Shen Qianxia grabbed her wrist and pushed it back hard.

Mo Yu bumped against the car wall, her back ached, she bit her lip, doubt flashed across her eyes.

Qinglian got up quickly to support her, Shen Qianxia felt that Qinglian's eyes seemed to be able to spew fire.

Seeing this, Shen Muxue became even angrier: "Shen Qianxia, ​​I am just teaching a servant who knows no respect, how dare you stop me?"

"Shen Muxue, could it be that the lesson from last time was not enough?" Shen Qianxia glanced at her indifferently, her tone was cool.

"I have to teach her a lesson today, what can you do to me?" After saying that, Shen Muxue rushed forward, making the gesture to beat up Mochizuki.

Shen Qianxia pulled Mochizuki to her side, stretched out her left foot and kicked Shen Muxue's calf.

With a bang, she hit the wall of the car, and the whole car shook.

Shen Muxue stood up straight, her chest heaving violently with anger: "Shen Qianxia, ​​don't think that no one can control you after you leave the Duke's Mansion!"

After finishing speaking, she was about to use her skills to attack Shen Qianxia, ​​but Qinglian stopped her in time and lowered her voice: "Miss, Madam has sent a letter, so don't be impulsive."

Shen Qianxia twitched the corners of her mouth, Mochizuki held her arm, and stared at Shen Muxue.

Shen Muxue was trembling with anger, and finally had no choice but to bear it with all her strength.

But it was really hard for her to swallow this breath, and she glanced at Shen Qianxia viciously.

"On the night of the Shangyuan Festival, we fell into the water together, but His Royal Highness only cares for me in every way, but doesn't care about your life or death."

"After the re-election is over and the decree is finalized, when you enter the East Palace, you just wait to bow down to me! Then I'll see how you can handle it?"

Shen Qianxia sneered secretly, just take that kind of scumbag.

She smiled brightly: "Then wait until you are firmly seated as the crown princess before being arrogant."

"However, I also have a message for you. If you offend me, you can't even enter the door of the East Palace. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Shen Muxue clenched her fists, her face was livid, her temples throbbed with anger, and the gold hairpins and pearls on her head were all crooked.

Qinglian and Moyu helped her to sit down.

Liu Qilin, who was sitting outside, poked his head in: "Why is there a sudden quarrel? It's coming soon. Don't be so gunpowder in the Prime Minister's Mansion later. Today, not only His Highness the Crown Prince will attend the birthday banquet, but even the Empress will be present."

Shen Muxue tilted her head to one side, not wanting to listen to any advice.

However, when he heard that the prince would attend the birthday banquet, his spirits were lifted instantly, and he pretended to be nonchalant, looking at Shen Qianxia even more frightened.

Shen Qianxia lowered her eyelids and leaned lazily, not bothering to talk to him.

Liu Qilin suddenly felt embarrassed, and Qinglian quickly smoothed things over to resolve the embarrassment: "Thank you, Young Master Liu, for reminding me."

He smiled lightly: "You're welcome."

The atmosphere in the sedan chair was full of darkness, Mochizuki thought to himself, no wonder her young lady was in such a hurry to leave the Duke's Mansion, as the second young lady, it was really disgusting.

They came out a little later, the street was already clear at this time, and they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion soon.

A group of people got out of the car and saw that many people gathered even at the gate of the mansion.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is not as big as the Duke's Mansion, but it is also luxurious and magnificent. The "Prime Minister's Mansion" on the gilded plaque is inscribed by Emperor Ming himself, demonstrating its pivotal position in the court.

In the courtyard, there was a dense crowd of guests. They were dressed in all kinds of finery and finery, and talked loudly in groups of three or four.

Liu Qilin led Shen Qianxia and Shen Muxue to the door, and Wang Chengxiang's father and daughter were personally receiving the guests.

Prime Minister Wang is in his 40s, years have not left him with too many vicissitudes, and he looks handsome and upright.

Wang Xiluo wore a red dress today, which made her look a little less cold and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)