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Chapter 3957: 4.1557 Furious

"Oh my goodness," An Wushuang thought. "This little one looks so innocent, cute, and exquisite, but she's a dark horse. No wonder she's Mo Lian's wife; she's just as scheming as him. It's a perfect match."

An Wushuang couldn't help but roll her eyes at the couple. Dramatically, she wailed, "My life is so bitter! I used to be bullied by Big Brother, and now even my sister-in-law won't help me."

Mo Lian's lips curled into a slight smile. In an excellent mood, he held Qiao Mu's small hand and turned his back to An Wushuang, giving her a look that practically begged for a beating.

"If my wife doesn't help me, who should she help?" Mo Lian chuckled. "Get married! If you marry, you'll have someone else to help you."

"Or get someone to marry you," Mo Lian chuckled again. "Fu San probably wouldn't mind."

An Wushuang was completely speechless for a moment, then let out a humph.

The little stoic looked at her husband with curiosity, her meaning clear: Is there some history between this Princess Wushuang and Third Young Master Fu?

"That's a long story," Mo Lian said with a soft laugh. "They're renowned as a peerless scholarly genius and beauty, but as for them... Heh heh..."

An Wushuang's face darkened, and she snapped, "Shut up!"

Mo Lian winked at the little one, giving her a look that promised to tell her all about it when they got home.

Qiao Mu, who loved gossip, her eyes lit up, nodded, and exchanged a knowing glance with her husband.

"Hey!" An Wushuang was exasperated. She saw the little couple's flirtatious exchange! How could she, the dignified Princess Wushuang, become the subject of gossip for a young couple? Darn it!

"Brother, I told you to shut up! Don't tell my sister-in-law any nonsense; you're ruining my reputation."

"Don't mind her," Mo Lian whispered, turning to Wei Ziqin. "Mother, let's go back first."

Wei Ziqin smiled and nodded, her bad mood from earlier completely gone. She held her daughter's hand and said, "I made your favorite Four Delights Meatballs for you."

The young woman's eyes lit up. She looked back at the dejected Princess Wushuang, then cleared her throat and asked, "Want to join us?"

Princess Wushuang immediately strode over, nodding repeatedly and glaring at Mo Lian as she did so. "Yes, yes!"

Wei Ziqin said with a smile, "Please, Princess."

"Auntie, no need to be so polite, just call me Wushuang."

The news that the Lin family's daughter had been publicly disciplined by Princess Wushuang and sent home by her guards spread throughout the capital within half a day. Everyone cheered, as the Lin family hadn't done anything good since arriving in the imperial capital. Now, they were truly like rats scurrying across the street, hated by everyone.

The head of the Lin family sat in the main hall, his face filled with suppressed anger, glaring at the two black-clad men standing in his reception room. He had already found out their identities. One was a hidden guard by the Crown Prince's side, a level ten Divine Master, likely a member of the Violet Forest Guards. The other was a guard by Princess Wushuang's side, named An Yang, who spoke formally and expressionlessly, but whose words were incredibly stifling. Things like "by order of the Princess, your esteemed daughter has been escorted home," and "we hope your esteemed household will discipline her well and keep her from being let out to frighten people," infuriated the Head of the Lin family just by listening.

"Master Lin, I hope you will properly restrain your family members," An Yang said coldly.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted from the outer hall. Several Violet Forest Guards appeared, escorting a disheveled man and a terrified, disheveled young woman whose hair ornaments were askew.

"Dalong!" the Head of the Lin family roared, turning to face the unwelcome guests.