After being named after someone inexplicably, Jiang Yunxu squinted his eyes and spoke with a little eyes, he couldn't remember who it was.

"What's wrong with Princess Xuan? Prince Qi has that kind of virtue, and Princess Xuan has never hooked up with anyone in private, and the second marriage was not what she wanted."

Suddenly a wife defended her.

No one refuted it anymore.

Jiang Yunxu smiled. She didn't care about these false reputations at all. She didn't expect that her strong reputation would be more than Sang Lian's reputation.

In contrast, she is not that hateful.

"Why is Zhao Duke's Mansion so lively? I heard the movement next door."

Sang Lian put one hand on the little maid's arm and walked over with a decent attitude, with a faint smile on her face.

Everyone was shocked. Sang Lian had become so imposing after just a few days?

No matter how ridiculed it, Sang Lian was the imperial concubine after all, and everyone had to go forward to salute.

"My wife pays homage to the concubine."

Sang Lian glanced around and suddenly saw a vaguely familiar shadow in the crowd.

If you look closely, it’s just a similar sight.

She walked towards Mingchu, raised Mingchu's jaw with her fingertips, and couldn't help laughing: "It's hard to find such a person who is similar to her mother, little girl, who sent you here?"

Ming Chu frowned and looked a little panicked.

"Little girl, do you know what the consequences are to pretend to be someone else's identity?"

Sang Lian's fingertips gradually tightened his strength, and a coldness burst out in his eyes.

The others were still kneeling and bowing, but they didn't hear her scream.

"Concubine Yu..." Mrs. Zhao was about to speak, but Amber scolded: "Being arrogant, Concubine asked, how can you let the insult you just interrupt?"

Mrs. Zhao's wife pale and she clenched her fists.

"Tell the truth, I can spare you." Sang Lian suddenly let go of his hand, his fingertips continued to slide down, and suddenly reached out to lift Mingchu's collar, revealing his white shoulders, and a red mark of butterfly-shaped appearance came into his eyes.

"Ah!" Ming Chu screamed in panic.

Sang Lian was stunned.

It was a bit incredible because there was a trace on her shoulder.

What the hell is going on?

Zhao Qianru could see the red mark just now clearly. When she gave birth to her daughter, there was indeed a butterfly-like birthmark on her shoulder.

She obviously gave birth to a daughter, why did she have it in Mingchu?

"What is the Imperial Concubine doing? There are so many people present. How can you be a human being in the future when Mingchu is like this?"

The wife of Duke Zhao was so angry that she pulled the man into her arms after being pulled over to the Ming Dynasty and comforted her softly.

Sang Lian's original intention was to expose it, but now she has become the one who ignores it.

"Concubine Yu is too arrogant and domineering. She exposed the girl's clothes in public. Fortunately, there are no foreign men here, otherwise, the girl in Mingchu would have lost her reputation."

A few people started to blame each other.

Sang Lian tightened his little face and swept his eyes: "Are you blaming me?"

Perhaps her momentum was too fierce, which shocked several wives.

Just when the atmosphere was awkward, the palace finally came with the imperial edict, and the imperial concubine Yu was brought into the palace, and the ceremonial guard was outside the Duke's mansion.

Under everyone's gaze, Sang Lian got on the sedan chair and was welcomed into the palace with a blow and beating.

As soon as the person left, the atmosphere eased.
Chapter completed!