"Bullsh*t! I don't even know about the rotting bone powder!" The Emperor Dowager scoffed.
"How dare you to frame my mother, rabble! Mother only loves and cares for father. She brings food here every day. How dare you frame her!" The little Emperor shouted in anger.
Ye Qingtang did not bother with her quibble. She asked the Blood Moon Elder to bring a plant over.
Ye Qingtang then poured the porridge slowly onto the plant.
However, nothing happened to that charming flower.
A trace of sarcasm flashed across the Emperor Dowager's eyes.
"What else do you have to say?" She sneered.
"Wait." Ye Qingtang put down the empty bowl and then took a glass of sake.
A panic look flashed across the Emperor Dowager's eyes suddenly.
