The figure outside approached, his expression turning cold. This damnable Xu Rongying was setting a trap for his Little Concubine.
Lian Hua's expression was focused, nodding repeatedly, "Really, really, sister, if someone speaks ill of you in the future, I will stand up for you too." She almost vowed with a thump on her chest.
"In that case..." Consort Xu De's voice trailed pensively before leaning closer to Lian Hua, changing the subject abruptly, "Then if your Brother Zhao and I have a verbal fight, whom will you support?"
The figure outside immediately halted, no longer advancing.
"Ah?" Lian Hua was stunned. "Sister, why would you argue with His Majesty?"
She couldn't imagine the two quarreling.
Ever since she was young, she excelled in physical strength. When words failed, she resorted to overpowering her opponents. None of the children or classmates dared to curse after she beat them.
