The crown prince consort had already gotten famous among all levels of Northern Mo society before even making an appearance!
The talisman patrician family.
Mu Qianqian had flown into a terrible rage inside her room, smashing everything that she could into smithereens.
When Madam Mu entered and saw the mess on the ground, her brows knitted in intense heartache.
Due to the current circumstances, they could only use grains to replace the items that got smashed. However, the family couldn't afford having her daughter squander their surplus grain like this.
Hence, each piece smashed meant one piece less. If this continued, then this Miss Mu's room was immediately about to be stripped bare.
"Alright, what can you do by throwing a tantrum." Madam Mu snapped. "You're just making a scene for the second and third branches to laugh at."
