"Mother, it's terrible! Something terrible has happened!" Xiang Mingli rushed straight to the Old Madam's residence.
Old Madam Xiang had been worrying about yesterday's events and had only fallen asleep late at night. She was still in bed and had not yet risen.
"Mother, get up quickly! If you don't, we'll be facing disaster!" Xiang Mingli pounded on the chamber door.
Old Madam Xiang was woken up. Though somewhat displeased, she still got up and ordered a maid to help her wash up.
"What's all this shouting so early in the morning? Has your older brother returned?" The Old Madam was wary of Ye Qianning, but deep down, she was counting on Xiang Minghou not to ignore the matter of the Emperor's gifts.
After all, for so many years, she had been the one to receive and store everything the Emperor bestowed upon them.
"That little bastard really did take people to the Prime Minister's residence to start a fight yesterday."
