Upon hearing this, Ms. Ma frowned slightly.
"My lord, it is not the Princess Consort of Yu who is beating Deshan, but clearly she is slapping our East Palace in the face."
"I know." Li Jixian said with a playful expression, "After all these years, I've never seen a woman with such audacity before."
"My lord, what do you plan to do? If we let this go, won't we become the laughingstock of others? Our esteemed East Palace was slapped in the face by a mere woman, the Princess Consort of Yu."
Li Jixian said indifferently: "If you could restrain yourself a little, not drive people to desperation, they wouldn't have taken action."
"My lord, you know why I did those things... I was doing it for the sake of our son..."
"Shut up." Li Jixian's eyes darkened, "Fool."
Ms. Ma lowered her head.
