"Hmph! That Xue Qinghe is utterly outrageous. He ruined my plans!"
"I know a little about the good deeds he's done. Just wait until I teach him a proper lesson!"
A trace of anger appeared on Tang Yuehua's face as she prepared to teach Xue Qinghe a lesson.
"Madam Tang, this isn't His Highness Qinghe's fault!"
"His Highness Qinghe merely wanted to compete with Young Master Li Fu in poetry!"
Jasmine once again explained on Xue Qinghe's behalf.
"Good, very good, Xue Qinghe!"
"How did I teach you? Competing in poetry whenever you please—don't think I don't understand!"
"Hmph!"
Tang Yuehua snorted coldly.
"Madam Tang, His Highness Qinghe's poetry is actually quite good."
Jasmine once again tried to excuse Xue Qinghe.
"What 'poke it and it hops'? Do you take me for a three-year-old child?"
"It can hardly grace an elegant hall! He should learn poetry from Li Fu!"
Madam Tang spoke with both anger and emotion.
"Madam Tang, His Highness Qinghe, he—"
Jasmine spoke again, wanting to defend Xue Qinghe.
However, before she could finish, Tang Yuehua interrupted her.
"Enough. There's no need to defend Qinghe. I'll deal with him myself later!"
Madam Tang replied sternly.
It was fortunate that Madam Tang had interrupted Jasmine's explanation.
If Xue Qinghe had been present, he probably would have jumped out and said, "Please, Miss Jasmine, stop explaining for me!"
"Jasmine, Young Master Li Fu must still be in Heaven Dou City!"
"Pass down the order. Quickly find out where Mister Li Fu is staying. I want to pay him a visit!"
Tang Yuehua instructed her with a serious expression.
"Yes, Madam!"
Jasmine accepted the order.
Having followed Madam Tang for many years, Jasmine had rarely seen the ever-composed Madam Tang reveal such anxiousness.
It made sense. Young Master Li Fu was