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Could it be that Mu Junhan was here to support An Lingge?

Just as Imperial Consort Yi was thinking this, she heard from Mu Junhan, "Since there's nothing wrong with the Empress, could you let Junhan take the Miss An away?"

His attitude was very clear that he wanted to protect An Lingge. Imperial Consort Yi daring to make things difficult for An Lingge was because of the lack of Prince An's Palace, if she added in the Prince Mu’s Palace of a soldier, Imperial Consort Yi would have to carefully consider it.

Sure enough, astonishment appeared on Imperial Consort Yi's exquisite face, the expression in her eyes changed, but she still raised her smile in the end, "Since Hereditary Prince Mu said so, then of course I will give you face."

She made things difficult for An Lingge not only because she was interrogating the Ninth Prince, but also because she was jealous that her Prince An's Palace was being taken care of by the emperor because of his relationship with the Imperial Noble Consort Li.

Even her mother clan was not given special treatment by the Emperor. The only reason why she was able to receive the emperor's love and affection was because her Prince An's Palace was related to the Emperor's marriage.

From the perspective of the Imperial Consort Yi, that fox who used to seduce people in the Imperial Noble Consort Li was just like this, deliberately showing off the love the Emperor had for her!

But who would have thought that her son would secretly humiliate An Lingjun for so many years. Not only did he get hit by An Lingge today, he was even seen by Mu Junhan punishing An Lingge, so he even came to support them.

In the previous battle of words between her and An Lingge, she did not even want to offend the civil officials in the imperial court, let alone someone as powerful as the Palace like Prince Mu’s Palace.

Seeing Imperial Consort Yi like that, Mu Junhan laughed, his charming face became even more beautiful, like a spirit that had transformed into a human, bewitching.

"Junhan thanks the Imperial Consort Yi Empress."

"Miss An, why not come out of the palace with this Hereditary Prince, this Hereditary Prince can also send you off."

Even though Mu Junhan was smiling, his gaze landed on the red scar on An Lingge's face.

The Imperial Consort Yi actually dared to make things difficult for the woman he fancied. She must have been born with great courage and must have been raised like a prince in the past. She even forgot how she used to act humbly and cautiously in the palace.

An Lingge looked at An Lingjun with concern in her eyes, "Junge, you must take good care of yourself in the palace."

As she spoke of this, she couldn't help but feel a bit sad.

She could only watch helplessly as her brother was bullied by others in the palace. This feeling of helplessness was even stronger than when she was killed by An Lingyi in her previous life. But no matter what, she couldn't disobey the emperor's orders and bring An Lingjun out of the palace.

An Lingjun was extremely sensible and nodded strongly, "Elder sister, go home quickly. Daddy must be worried about you. "Don't worry, Jun'er is already an adult. She can take good care of herself."

Her Junge is still so young …

An Lingge's usually calm face had a hint of worry that could not be hidden on it, "Alright, big sister will follow Hereditary Prince Mu out of the palace now, if you don't have a good time in the palace …"

She paused, not knowing what she was going to say.

If Junge was not well in the palace, what could she do?

If not for Imperial Noble Consort Li summoning her to the palace today, she would not have been able to enter the Imperial Palace, much less discover that the Junge had been humiliated.

Without even knowing the news from the palace, how could he help Junge?

Mu Junhan seemed to be able to discern that it was difficult for An Lingge to say anything. He continued, "If there is anything you need, feel free to look for me.

Blessed are all the eunuchs in the palace, Mu Junhan has helped him greatly, if An Lingjun were to ask for his help, Blessed will definitely not refuse.

Isn't Hereditary Prince Mu trying to beat her up? If Fu Quan knew that she was allowing Ninth Prince to bully and humiliate An Lingjun, it would be equivalent to the Emperor finding out.

How could the emperor like a vicious concubine?

The smile on her face could not hold any longer, and she stealthily and stealthily shot a glance in An Lingjun's direction.

If An Lingjun dared to complain, she would definitely not forgive him!

An Lingge was currently shocked at how considerate Mu Junhan was, and was unable to see the look in Imperial Consort Yi's eyes for a moment.

She nodded, her heart was in turmoil.

To her, Mu Junhan was merely the root of the calamity that had occurred in her previous life.

Who would have thought that he would go against the Imperial Consort Yi for her, and even took out all of his connections to help her.

An Lingge's heart was in a mess, as if she was moved but also felt a little sour. She was actually unable to tell what she was feeling right now.

When they were outside the palace, An Lingge was about to sit in the carriage, when she grabbed her hand.

The warmth of his palm reached An Lingge's palms, causing his heartbeat to speed up as he looked around in panic.

The imperial guards were guarding the palace with great vigilance, as if they could not see what was going on. The streets in front of the palace were sparsely populated, with only one or two people passing occasionally.

She slightly calmed down, stared at Mu Junhan, and lowered her voice, as if she was mumbling to herself, "Lecher."

At this time, Mu Junhan was not in the mood to tease An Lingge. His fingers, which were distinct from bones, landed on An Lingge's face, causing her to instantly suck in a deep breath.

This was the first time in her two lives that she had felt the pain of bamboo hitting her face. That burning sensation of being torn apart made her feel pain even when she touched it.

"Why didn't you dodge?"

Mu Junhan took out a small bottle from nowhere, the dark green ointment carried a faint fragrance.

He extended his hand and gouged out some ointment on his finger, slowly smearing it on An Lingge's face.

The cool ointment applied to the wound instantly covered the burning pain.

The two of them were standing very close to each other. Mu Junhan lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine for An Lingge.

An Lingge looked up at him only to see the man's pursed lips, her tall and straight nose, and her pair of phoenix eyes that was even thicker and deeper than ink.

She stood in her original position and allowed Mu Junhan to apply the medicine on her. The cold Qi that came from the man's body seemed to smell even better than the medicine.

Hearing Mu Junhan's words, An Lingge reacted, she was asking about the palace, why did Imperial Consort Yi order people to beat him up, and not dodge.

A look of distress flashed past An Lingge's eyes, his voice was extremely weak, "That nanny was too fast, I couldn't dodge it."

Actually, her reaction was already very fast, but she couldn't do anything as nanny had been in the palace for so many years, he was an experienced hand at torture, causing An Lingge to not be able to dodge in time.

Mu Junhan frowned, "If I'm not there today, what would you do?"

What if Mu Junhan did not appear today?

An Lingge countered her emotions. She might have to suffer a slap on the face before she could seek justice for the empress.

But by then, the empress would definitely not help her. At most, she would scold Imperial Consort Yi a few times, it wouldn't hurt at all.

After that, Imperial Consort Yi would definitely be more arrogant and harsh on him.