The Grand Preceptor's Granddaughter

"Uncle?" Song Qingshu froze. Why don't I remember Tang Kuobian having a niece like this?

Before he could react, Prince Wei sneered. "Tang Kuobian, what's wrong with you? Have you never seen a woman before? You can't take your eyes off a pretty girl?"

Song Qingshu flew into a rage. "Daoyan, as a junior, what right do you have to speak to your elder like that? Has no one taught you filial piety and brotherly respect?" Ge Bi was Emperor Xizong's younger sister, which naturally made her Prince Wei's aunt. In theory, Prince Wei should have addressed him as uncle-in-law. For the greater good, he did not mind pretending to be agreeable and compliant with old foxes like Wanyan Liang and Empress Peiman. He was even willing to be pleasant to the Yellow-robed Woman; at least she was pleasing to the eye, and teasing her was rather interesting. But Prince Wei was just an arrogant, half-grown brat—why should he put up with his nonsense? Being dragged out of bed halfway through his sleep had already put him in a foul mood, and now the boy had called him out by name and insulted him. Even a clay Buddha had three parts anger!

"Who do you think you are, trying to act like my elder?" Prince Wei sprang to his feet. "You're nothing but a man living off a woman. Once I ascend the throne, I'll issue an edict and have Aunt divorce you. Without Aunt, let's see what you'll have left to swagger about!"

"Wait until you actually have what it takes to sit on that throne before saying such things," Song Qingshu replied coldly.

Though Prince Wei was arrogant, he was extremely sensitive about this matter and immediately caught the implication in Song Qingshu's words. "Do you mean to