Zi Yue knelt on the ground, seemingly anticipating this turn of events, her demeanor remarkably calm.
With her head lowered, she did not utter a word, nor did she plead for mercy!
"You wretch!"
Consort Ning, unable to contain her rage, commanded fiercely.
"Guards, this palace maid has committed insolence. Drag her out and give her twenty heavy beatings!"
Xia Ruqing frowned. Twenty heavy beatings seemed excessively harsh.
She cradled Little Bun and rose slowly.
"Consort Ning, my maid is clumsy and can't even properly brew tea, having offended Your Grace…"
Her intention was to offer some placating words. But who could have known? Consort Ning exploded at the slightest provocation.
"Consort Xian Pin, what are you implying!"
"I asked her to make tea, not to scald me!"
"What was your maid thinking!"
Xia Ruqing was left speechless. In truth, she understood Consort Ning's irritation, knowing children could be thoughtless.
