"Jingjing!"
Jiang Shouzhong's figure flashed, blocking in front of the woman.
Jingjing?
Yelü Miaomiao was flabbergasted.
She looked at Xiao Lingqiu, who was outwardly calm but trembling all over, then turned to Jiang Shouzhong, finally coming to a sudden realization: "Empress Dowager, I didn't expect you had quietly stolen my man!"
Xiao Lingqiu, who had already been holding back a belly full of anger, was so infuriated by these words that she almost fainted.
Yet, for a moment, she didn't know how to refute.
"Step aside!"
Xiao Lingqiu stared coldly at Jiang Shouzhong.
Jiang Shouzhong smiled wryly, "Jingjing, this can be explained, I really didn't know you were Empress Dowager Yan Rong. If I had known earlier, I would have..."
"You would have what!?"
Xiao Lingqiu's eyes reddened, tears swirling but stubbornly refusing to fall.
The man she had longed for tirelessly, unexpectedly, upon their reunion, it was on her own bed, with another woman in the act.
