Mo Hen walked over in silence.
Madam Wei looked at Mo Hen and nodded slightly to her young lady. This person was a silent type, not daring to utter a word from beginning to end, so what could they achieve?
The Eighth Prince's Consort glanced at her mother's reminder. Thinking that as long as it wasn't Ji Zi Zhao's personal maid, it shouldn't be a big problem, she bit her lip and said no more.
Ji Zi Zhao seemed not to notice the subtle exchange between the Eighth Prince's Consort and Madam Wei, and walked towards the back courtyard again.
The Wei manor was not large to begin with, and the back courtyard was even more limited. After a short walk, they arrived at the Eighth Prince's Consort's chamber. The courtyard was clean and tidy, with no serving maids in sight.
As soon as the Eighth Prince's Consort entered, she brought clean clothes for Ji Zi Zhao and then asked the mother beside her to call someone to bring tea. She appeared enthusiastic and thoughtful in every way.
However, as soon as Madam left, the Eighth Prince's Consort looked at Mo Hen and ordered, "All the people in my courtyard today have been sent to the front courtyard to help. It's not good for Fourth Imperial Sister-in-law to change clothes without anyone watching the door. You go outside and keep watch."
Mo Hen stood at the door silently, casting a dark, somber glance at Ji Zi Zhao.
How could Ji Zi Zhao not see that the Eighth Prince's Consort deliberately wanted to send everyone away? The situation had progressed to this point, and she was very curious to see what the Eighth Prince's Consort actually wanted to do. So, she subtly nodded at Mo Hen.
Mo Hen turned and stepped over the threshold, but did not walk too far, staying in the courtyard.
Seeing this, the Eighth Prince's Consort then looked at Ji Zi Zhao and said with a smile, "Behind the screen is my inner room. Fourth Imperial Sister-in-law, please."
"Thank you," Ji Zi Zhao smiled and nodded, holding the clothes and going behind the screen.
The inner room was very small. After going around the screen, the entire room was visible. As Ji Zi Zhao changed her clothes, she looked around the room, her mind racing.
The Eighth Prince had painstakingly sent this person to the Eighth Prince's Consort's side, and the person was even carrying the tiger-head banner, which represented Western Rong. His intention was clear: to frame her today. But now, this inner room was so small, it couldn't possibly hide a living person.
But if the person wasn't hidden here, where would they be?
Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.
Ji Zi Zhao vaguely saw a blurry figure through the screen. Judging by the posture of holding something up, it should be a maid bringing tea.
A maid…
Ji Zi Zhao's heart tightened. If she remembered correctly, Mo Hen had said that after the Eighth Prince sent the person to the Eighth Prince's Consort's side, the Eighth Prince's Consort had announced that she had hired a maid for the manor. Su Dan Novel Network.
Thinking this, Ji Zi Zhao stared even more intently at the outside of the screen.
Just then, the maid happened to pass by the outside of the screen. As she moved, the teapot on the tray swayed slightly, but her sleeves hung straight down, clearly hiding something inside.
At the same time, a faint tapping sound echoed outside the window.
This sound was very subtle, almost imperceptible if one wasn't paying close attention. It was a common communication method used by secret guards and assassins. When Ji Zi Zhao first took Mo Hen under her wing, she had been curious about this method and had Mo Hen teach it to her.
One long and three short…
Danger approached!
This was Mo Hen warning her that the maid who entered was problematic!
Ji Zi Zhao's heart skipped a beat. She looked towards the screen again and saw that the maid had already walked up to the Eighth Prince's Consort and had drawn out the tiger-head banner from her sleeve.
At the critical moment, Ji Zi Zhao's actions were far quicker than her thoughts. She kicked the screen in front of her.
As the screen crashed to the ground, both the maid and the Eighth Prince's Consort were startled. While the two were stunned, Ji Zi Zhao had already quickly walked towards the maid, grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back forcefully, knocking her to the ground. She then raised her foot again and accurately and powerfully stepped on the maid's back.
All the actions were completed in one go, without any hesitation.
When the Eighth Prince's Consort recovered, she looked at the maid lying on the ground and the tiger-head banner that had fallen to the floor. She stumbled back several steps and sat on the ground, her face completely drained of color.
When Mo Hen entered, she saw the Eighth Prince's Consort with her mouth agape, too scared to speak.
Ji Zi Zhao narrowed her eyes and looked at Mo Hen, "What are you waiting for? Hurry and help the Eighth Prince's Consort up."
Mo Hen obeyed and went to the Eighth Prince's Consort's side. While exerting force to help her up, her agile fingers quickly brushed across the Eighth Prince's Consort's sleeve, and then she supported the Eighth Prince's Consort to stand in place.
The Eighth Prince's Consort trembled uncontrollably. She was indeed frightened, but only she knew in her heart that what had frightened her was not the attacking maid, but Ji Zi Zhao.
How could this be different from her plan?
When encountering danger, shouldn't a normal person scream and run away?
But looking at Ji Zi Zhao in contrast?
Not only did she rush out, but she also subdued the person…
Was she that strong?
Looking at the maid still lying on the ground, and then at Ji Zi Zhao, who was standing proudly with her foot on the maid, the Eighth Prince's Consort felt her vision darken intensely. She had planned everything meticulously, but she had never anticipated that Ji Zi Zhao would be so formidable!
"No, this is bad! Someone is trying to harm the Eighth Prince's Consort!"
"Quick, come here! Someone, quickly!"
Suddenly, the frantic cries of the Eighth Prince's Consort's mother rang out in the courtyard.
The main courtyard was not far from the front courtyard, and coupled with the extremely sharp and piercing voice of the mother, people from the main hall soon rushed over.
As soon as everyone entered, they saw the mess in the room, the Eighth Prince's Consort trembling like a sieve under Mo Hen's support, and the Fourth Prince's Consort sitting calmly on a grand armchair drinking tea with one foot on a maid who was lying on the ground.
This stark contrast was truly astonishing!
Zuo Xiu Hua frowned. She had not expected the scene to be different from what had been arranged beforehand. In her haste, she looked at the maid and angrily questioned, "You dare to attack the Eighth Prince's Consort! Say, who instructed you!"
Seeing Zuo Xiu Hua start questioning as soon as she entered, Ji Zi Zhao knew that something had been prearranged with this maid. She deliberately pressed down on the pressure point on the maid's back with her toe. The maid, who wanted to speak, gasped in pain and could not utter a sound.
Seeing that the maid did not answer, Zuo Xiu Hua looked at Ji Zi Zhao again and said, "I ask Fourth Imperial Sister-in-law to lift your foot so that I may interrogate her strictly."
Ji Zi Zhao put down her teacup and looked at Zuo Xiu Hua, saying, "I subdued this ferocious servant by chance. Now that there are distinguished masters in this room, if I lift my foot and this servant attacks again, can Fifth Sister-in-law bear the responsibility?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room showed expressions of horror.