Mrs. Su glared at Ling Manwu fiercely, her eyes full of pride. She fought for a lifetime, but she won the battle, snatched her husband and her glory and wealth.

Seeing that King Yan looked at Jing Ci, Su Yue gritted her teeth, reached out and pulled Su Li to protect her behind her.

Su Jingci received the prince's gaze and raised his beautiful face, with excitement in his eyes.

Su Liuyin held the silk tightly. It was not her turn to speak here. She just needed to show her face and try to let the prince discover herself.

Su Xue from the third room saw that she looked at her elder sister with concern in her eyes, biting her lip and not daring to speak.

King Yan's cold eyes fell on Su Li,

Suddenly,

When Su Li saw her in the past, she would definitely come happily to show her respects and ask about her well-being.

But today, she didn't even look at herself directly?

This made King Yan a little unhappy.

Su Li saw the expressions of everyone. It was a god or a ghost that was determined at a glance. Then she reached out to grab the hairpin and looked at Chen Qingyang.

"Cousin, you said the hairpin was broken, can you tell me where it broke?"

Chen Qingyang was sure that Su Li had stolen his stuff, and his chest was thrusting, and the darkness in his eyes became even more obvious under the sun.

"It was the golden thread wrapped around Dongzhu that broke."

Su Li pursed her red lips slightly, and presented the hairpin in front of everyone with both hands, pulling the intact but low-quality Dongzhu.

"But this Dongzhu?"

Chen Qingyang focused his head and laughed in gloating. Now Su Li is dead.

Su Li gently stroked the golden silk on the Dongzhu and gave a gift to Prime Minister Su.

King Yan frowned. What happened to this woman today? She didn't even polite when she saw him?

"Dad, this hairpin was made by my daughter who had been with her for two days and two nights, dismantled all her jewelry, and took out the same material. Before, I accidentally heard from my cousin that Mrs. Chen's hairpin was broken, but it was difficult to repair, so my daughter thought about making one by herself, and wanted to ask her cousin to take it back and give it to the old lady."

"I just appeared in the garden because I seemed to see my cousin and wanted to come and find my cousin--"

Hearing this,

Mrs. Su Yue and her party changed their faces. You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Chen Qingyang together.

——What about the promised frame-up?

Chen Qingyang was simply confused and didn't notice that he was led by Su Li in the nose. He obediently stepped forward and looked carefully. After seeing it, he was really shocked and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Cousin, have you put away your hairpin but forgot the place. I asked my cousin to find it and make me clear."

After Su Li finished speaking, her eyes fell on Chen Qingyang. Ling Manwu pointed at Chen Qingyang with a long sword, which scared Chen Qingyang to touch her body.

The eldest lady and Su Yue's eyes flashed coldly, but in an instant, a dark smile froze to her lips.

Chen Qingyang looked at the hairpin that was touched out in a daze, and there was indeed a damaged hairpin, and his face turned pale. What's going on?

"Cousin, look at the one in my hand again."

Su Li presented the hairpin she made. Under the sun, both hairpins were dyed with flowing light, exactly the same.

Prime Minister Su took the two hairpins and compared them, and immediately found the problem.

"Li'er, the Dongzhu on your hairpin is not of good quality."

Su Li's eyes drooped slightly, and she replied softly, with a hint of undetectable grievance and flattery.
Chapter completed!