The Emperor was puzzled. "What quarrel do you have with her?"
Shen Ningning's expression didn't falter, her round little face resolute.
"Uncle Emperor, you know about the tea stall I opened to shelter the homeless."
The Emperor nodded.
"But not long after the stall was built, Miss Wei came to me, demanding that I sell it to her. When I refused, she hurled insults at me."
"A few days ago, while I was away, she brought her family's servants, destroyed my tea stall, and injured people. A three-year-old boy named Wuer had a rib broken by her servants."
As soon as she said this, the entire court was in an uproar.
The ministers pointed and whispered amongst themselves—
"Is that what the Wei family's daughter is really like?"
"She always seemed like such a well-behaved girl. How could she have such poor manners?"
Mo Lingwei's expression grew even more frigid.
'During the five days he was locked in the Sunlight Tower, Shen Ningning had come to visit him almost every day.'
