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Chapter 4202: Bitter Fruit

Playing those disgusting palace schemes of women backstabbing each other with her every day, did they really think she, Qiao Mu, was some pushover who they could mold as they pleased?

Did their brains grow grass, making them think she, Qiao Mu, was like those old sisters and younger relatives in the harem who she had defeated?

Did they think these petty, low-class tricks could ruin her reputation, or even make Lian abandon her?

Today, she would make her understand what kind of end awaited those who offended her, Qiao Mu!

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu continued without stopping, dragging the screaming Empress Dowager Chen towards the little garden they had just left.

You want to make her miserable again, do you?

Heh!

Could Prince Jianping not hear the Empress Dowager's screams?

But would he dare to step in and provoke the little Crown Princess?

Hehe!

The Empress Dowager and the Crown Princess, why in the world were they fighting in his Prince Jianping's residence instead of the palace? Who would believe it if word got out?

Old Prince Jianping suddenly felt his life was full of misery and despair.

A flurry of emotions surged within him.

"Quick, send someone to the palace again to see if that brat Mo Kun has managed to invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Your Highness, your wife has gone mad, please come and stop her!

Old Prince Jianping didn't know at this moment that his cowardly decision not to come and investigate was absolutely wise.

If he dared to interfere or obstruct, Lord Qiaoqiao would undoubtedly beat him too, without a second thought.

Qiao Mu didn't care if the old woman was on the verge of breathing her last from being dragged.

She unceremoniously threw the person onto the uneven dirt path in the garden, showing no pity or tenderness.

Empress Dowager Chen collapsed onto the ground, her hairpins scattered, her hair disheveled, and her face utterly devoid of color.

The maid from earlier was tied to the side by Feng Chen with a wooden vine.

Now, seeing the Empress Dowager being dragged like a tattered rag by the little Crown Princess, she was instantly terrified, her face drained of color.

She struggled with her hands tied behind her back, screaming sharply, "You, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Qiao Mu coldly swept her gaze over them, her eyes icy and indifferent, without a hint of warmth.

Such an icy gaze, chilling to the bone, made Empress Dowager Chen shiver all over. Her heart pounded, and she had a premonition that today would be disastrous.

"Crown Princess, you, please calm down a little." Empress Dowager Chen still wanted to say something, to comfort the seemingly terrifying little Crown Princess.

But Qiao Mu didn't allow her to continue. She simply raised her hand and sprinkled a handful of powder on the three people present.

"Enjoy yourselves," she said coldly, then pulled Feng Chen and turned to leave.

Empress Dowager Chen's expression changed. Looking at Young Master Chen, who was crawling towards her on all fours, drooling, she finally shrieked in panic, "No, don't come closer! You, what are you doing? Stop! You stop! Ah…"

Qiao Mu had deliberately shielded their location with a barrier.

This way, as long as she didn't remove it, no one would be so tactless as to interrupt their "refined" activity.

Her eyes concealed a cold glint. As soon as she and Feng Chen returned to the main hall of Prince Jianping's residence, they saw old Prince Jianping nervously approaching.

"Uh, Crown Princess, does the Empress Dowager have any instructions?"

Qiao Mu took the tea handed to her by a servant and expressionlessly glanced at Prince Jianping, "I didn't even meet the Empress Dowager."

"Prince Jianping, were you sneaking around, using the Empress Dowager's name to deliberately trick this Crown Princess into coming here?" Qiao Mu's prim and proper little face suddenly changed.