Mo Liancheng asked softly, "Tan'er, what happened? She actually dared to hit you?"
"I, I don't dare to say," Qu Tan'er said softly.
"You speak, I will decide for you," the Emperor's chilly Mou Hua eyes were somewhat similar to Mo Liancheng's.
Mo Liancheng gently patted Qu Tan'er's back, signaling her to be at ease, the matter was already resolved by seventy or eighty percent.
The recent situation had been partially witnessed by the King, and he had naturally heard quite a bit of what Qu Xinning had said. Usually a gentle and pleasant beauty, behind the scenes, she could be so vicious and sharp. The father had long known that most women in the palace were duplicitous, but seeing it with his own eyes must have felt different.
Upon seeing him, Qu Xinning immediately broke into a cold sweat. She quickly turned away from Jing Xin and rushed forward to grab the Emperor's sleeve, her voice trembling, "Your Majesty, it's not like that, this consort was just..."
