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It was obvious that Bei Gong Xue'er was asking a question she already knew the answer to. Mo Li gave a soft "oh" before placing her slender, fair hand in front of her and glancing at the ring.

"The Crown Prince gave it to me under the stars last night. I must say, it's quite beautiful. I was pleasantly surprised."

Bei Gong Xue'er almost lost control and went up to pull her hand off, her eyes clearly saying: Mine, that's mine, it should have been mine!

Mo Li just smiled faintly at her, seemingly casually showing off again, but inwardly she was extremely smug: "Hehe, see, see, you can see it but can't touch it. You think you can take my stuff? Dream on."

"Can I take a look?"

Mo Li was surprised that Tang Wanrong could be so shameless and shook her head in refusal: "No way! Before I left, the Crown Prince repeatedly told me that this is exclusively mine and no one can touch it!"

"Sigh, I never expected him to be so domineering. What can I do? I'm just a nobody; he's the Crown Prince! What can I do but listen to him?" She pointed outside.

"His guards are still here. If I casually show the ring he gave me to someone else and they go back and complain, the Crown Prince will punish me. I really can't handle it. Please be understanding." As she spoke, she unconsciously rubbed her slender waist.

"Boom, boom..."

Bei Gong Xue'er felt like she was grinding her back teeth to powder. If she hadn't had to maintain her dignified and elegant demeanor, she would have loved to pounce on this shameless and wanton little bitch and tear her apart.

Although she had not yet truly experienced matters between men and women, Tang Wanrong had arranged for someone to provide her with enlightenment in this area, which was also a required course for her. Otherwise, how could she win the Crown Prince's heart in the future? She never expected that someone else would beat her to it, and that person was inferior to her in every way, except for that vixen's face and that immoral behavior.

The other members of the Beigong family also looked grim. This was far beyond their expectations. If saving the Crown Prince was something they had to do out of necessity, what was this all about? They weren't fools; it was obvious that the Crown Prince was willing to do it, otherwise it wouldn't have happened.

Grandma Beigong sensed the strange atmosphere, composed herself, and smiled kindly:

"How could you make such a joke? The Crown Prince has always been a role model for men of the empire, known for his manners and integrity, and would never do anything improper. I never expected you to like beautiful jewelry. The Crown Prince certainly has good taste."

He paused for a moment, whispered something to the maid behind him, and then turned his gaze to Tang Wanrong: "You, what kind of jewelry don't you have? Why do you want to see the younger generation? You should be the one giving her some."

"Yes, yes, Mother, you're right. Look at me, I was really too short-sighted. I didn't expect the Crown Prince, a man, to have such good taste. I couldn't resist wanting to borrow it to take a look. You know how much I love beautiful jewelry."

"Yes, Grandmother, even I am envious. I was even thinking of taking inspiration from it to design my own wedding ring."

"Miss Beigong will be disappointed. This is an engagement ring, so I really can't give you any inspiration for it. After all, yours is a wedding ring."

One sentence was enough to change everyone's expression again. Mo Li knew from the beginning that the Bei Gong family was full of malice towards her, so she naturally wouldn't play the polite and humble game. She wanted to put the Emperor's different attitude towards her on the table. Since it was a trap, they should consider whether they could bear the consequences if they did something they shouldn't have.

The entire Beigong family cannot yet withstand the wrath of the Imperial Marshal.

Soon the old lady's maid returned and placed several antique jewelry boxes in front of Mo Li. Then, Tang Wanrong and Beigong Xue'er's maids also brought several jewelry boxes and opened them all in front of her. Every piece of jewelry inside was extremely gorgeous.

"Take a look, do you like it?"

"They're gorgeous and beautiful, but I really can't accept them. It's not for any other reason than that I promised the Crown Prince I'd stay at his house for a few days. And his efficiency is extraordinary; he specially built a floor for me to store my clothes, bags, shoes, jewelry... If I take these back, I'll be in trouble. I don't know where to put them. If I let them gather dust, it would be like embezzling precious treasures. It's really hard to bear."

Bei Gong Xue'er's expression was truly unpleasant this time. She couldn't control her emotions and stood up abruptly: "Crown Prince, the Crown Prince really built a floor for you, and you still want to live in his house?"

Mo Li smiled and nodded, looking somewhat troubled: "Yes, I didn't expect him to be so clingy. It's a headache. My family members are urging me to go home. Miss Bei Gong, you have so many suitors, you should know how to balance them, right? Or could you give me some advice?"

"I... I have no advice to offer. If you really want to go home, I doubt the Crown Prince will force you to stay."

Mo Li tapped her temple and tilted her head: "Is that so? I'm afraid that won't work. Before I left, the Crown Prince instructed the guards accompanying me to make sure I was safely escorted back to his home, not even a single hair could be missing. This man is just too domineering. Miss Bei Gong, don't you think?"

"Yes, yes, the Crown Prince has always been like this. I suppose he doesn't want you, his benefactor, to suffer any harm."

Mo Li seemed to be carefully savoring the word "benefactor," and suddenly she said, "Baby."

These two words struck Bei Gongxue'er's heart heavily, making her face even paler. Mo Li continued, "His voice was deep and husky, alluring and pleasing to the ear."

Mo Li's bold words shocked everyone present, and their gazes towards her inadvertently revealed deep contempt.

Tang Wanrong, in particular, almost uttered the words "this is not presentable" aloud.

"Xue'er, are you alright?"

"Mom, I'm fine, I'm just feeling a little unwell."

Old Master Beigong gently put down the tea leaves in his hand, a gesture that plunged the entire space into silence. His expression darkened, and the kindness in his gaze towards Mo Li was gone.

“Mo Li, Xue’er and the Crown Prince’s marriage was arranged since childhood. Our Bei Gong family and the royal family have already finalized the wedding date, so this wedding, which has attracted the attention of the entire empire, will definitely be held as scheduled. Xue’er is not jealous or intolerant.”

Mo Li understood every word. She didn't say anything, but simply pushed the teacup on the table forward slightly. Her attitude was also very clear.

In that case, there's no need to continue the discussion.

"Thank you for the hospitality of the Beigong family. I cannot keep the Crown Prince waiting at home for too long, so I will take my leave now and visit you another day."

Just as Mo Li turned and walked to the door, Old Madam Beigong's voice rang out behind her: "Wait a moment."

She stopped and turned to look at him: "Is there anything else?"

Don't forget to bring the gift.

“I felt it was inappropriate to accept it; it would make me seem like I was there to freeload.”

"It's just a small gift; every guest who visits our Nangong family receives one, Mo Li, please don't be shy." She paused, then turned to her maid and instructed her:

"Thank you for preparing such a generous gift, Mo Li. We, the Nangong family, will certainly express our deepest gratitude for saving the Crown Prince."

"That won't be necessary. I've already accepted the Crown Prince's generous gift; there's no reason for me to accept anything more."

"Hmph, it's quite novel for someone as greedy as you to refuse a gift. I bet you think it's too little, or you're just looking down on the Nangong family because of the Crown Prince."

Mo Li looked in the direction of the sound and heard a shout. It's true what they say, timing is everything. She was just about to leave when Bei Gong Xiao Xiao, who had just finished tidying herself up, rushed back in a flurry.

"Miss Xiaoxiao's mouth is really sharp; her words can kill without her even speaking."

"I'm just telling you the truth. I advise you to be sensible. Don't touch things that aren't yours. Otherwise, it's not just words that can kill, they really can."

"Oh, is that so? It seems my personal safety is threatened. No, I must go back and talk to the Crown Prince. He needs to send me more guards. If something really happens to me, Miss Xiaoxiao will be the prime suspect."

"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about? How did it become me? I was just warning you not to shamelessly cling to Xue'er's fiancé. A slut is a slut!"

"Crack, crack..."