"Jiang Xiaobai..."
Xiao Qingshu was so furious he nearly cried.
But whenever he opened his mouth, his entire face burned with pain, and air leaked through his teeth, making even his voice indistinct.
Afraid he would be unable to explain himself clearly, Xiao Qingshu could only turn to Xiao Qingxiu beside him. "Qing Xiu, hurry and speak up for your elder brother!"
Xiao Qingxiu nodded and stepped forward.
Looking at Xiao Yunshu's composed expression, Xiao Qingxiu bowed his head and said respectfully, "Your Highness, it was indeed Jiang Xiaobai who struck my elder brother!"
Smack!
A crisp sound rang out.
Xiao Qingxiu froze on the spot.
That slap also brought the chaotic scene outside the Seventh Prince's Residence to an instant hush.
Xiao Yunshu slowly withdrew her hand and looked at the handprint emerging on Xiao Qingxiu's face. "Let me ask you!"
"Just now, did your face strike my hand, or did my hand strike your face?!"
"..."
Xiao Qingxiu held his cheek, his throat bobbing, disbelief written all over his face.
So Xiao Yunshu had come specifically to protect Jiang Xiaobai?
But what virtue or ability did Jiang Xiaobai possess to make his aunt favor him so brazenly?
Before long, however, something occurred to Xiao Qingxiu.
Indeed, at the last Hidden Edge Banquet, his aunt had repeatedly gone easy on Jiang Xiaobai.
Later, when Jiang Xiaobai seized control of the Capital Merchants' Guild, the reason he had failed to stop him in time was that Xiao Yunshu had happened to keep him confined at her estate.
Could Jiang Xiaobai have latched onto his aunt's connections long ago?
As Xiao Qingxiu pondered this, however stifled he felt, he did not dare lash out. He could only lower his head and say, "Your Highness, it was your nephew's face... that struck