Prince Zhan continued forward, hearing only such words.
How could he not be angry?
Staring intensely at the position where Princess Consort Zhan stood, he wished like a long whip, to strike Princess Consort Zhan dead on the spot.
Looking again at Yu Wenjie standing beside her, his fury grew even stronger.
This damned daughter, if it weren't for her persuading her mother to seek a divorce upon returning, he wouldn't have gone to make trouble.
Kicking Yu Wen Jia to death, now hearing it like a mountain call and a sea roar, seemed a bit terrifying.
He fought all the way through, then suddenly stopped the horse in front of Princess Consort Zhan.
He immediately scolded sternly.
"You lack virtue and conduct, yet you entangle and pester here, slandering me at will, it is a crime punishable by death!"
After saying this, he immediately cut a piece of his robe, threw it in front of Princess Consort Zhan, and said.
