"Within this palace, there is probably only you, Courtesan Zheng, who could be referred to as a noble consort."
Qiao Mu's icy gaze moved to Noble Consort Zheng, causing her to shiver for no reason.
Noble Consort Zheng couldn't help feeling apprehensive. This little lady had long dug a pit, waiting for them to jump in before lazily presenting the evidence she possessed!
How could she be so scheming! Was this still a 14 to 15-year-old little girl?
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this kind of cunning and strategizing belonged to people who were several decades older.
"Courtesan Zheng, what else do you have to say!" Mo Lian angrily rebuked before abruptly drawing out a slender jet-black long sword, pointing it at Noble Consort Zheng.
"You malevolent woman! How did my mother-in-law and them offend you! You're actually so malicious as to want to sell them??"
