Qu Pan'er, struck by Mo Yihuai's slap, was a bit dazed but still apologized sullenly to Mo Liancheng, "I'm sorry, Eighth Prince, I was momentarily blinded by anger and misspoke. I hope you can be magnanimous and overlook this slight."
"Crown Princess Consort, you're too kind," Mo Liancheng replied rather calmly. He actually wanted to leave with Qu Tan'er, but considering she might also want to see what becomes of Madam, he decided to stay.
At this moment, Qu Xinning, who had been silent, coldly swept her gaze over Madam. Her expression unchanged and indifferent to the situation, she remained aloof, uninterested in getting involved, but this delay was holding up her return to the palace. "Father, what do you plan to do about this matter?" she asked.
"Sister, say something good for her. I know our mother best—she might have been framed by someone," Qu Pan'er turned to Qu Xinning for help, thinking she would support her.
