The Eastern Palace.
Xiang Chao stood as she walked in and walked towards her, "Mo_"
Imperial Consort Zhuo raised her hand and swung it at his cheeks with force, his head swept to the side with force. His ear rang for a few seconds, he lifted his tongue and quickly rang it through hus teeth.
Apart from the slightly metallic taste of blood, no permanent damage was done to his cheeks. "Mother_" he pulled his face back and grabbed her hand.
Imperial Consort Zhuo's hands shook as she tried to get it out of his hold. She glared at him, "let me go! You ungrateful little child!"
She held her slightly sore wrists as he let her go, "so you still remember that I am your mother and yet you let your grandfather get sentenced to death! What sort of child are you? What good is having my son as the Crown Prince if he cannot protect my family!"
