Upon seeing this scene, Da Ni'er drew her twin swords from her waist and charged forward. The Empress tried to stop her but couldn't, and instead, she herself stumbled.

"This child..."

"Godmother, don't mind her. She's just like Long'er; she loves to join in the fun."

"Who would be so kind as to join in this fun?" Wei Shuyi said.

Neither of them are good people.

At the main hall, a firework shot straight into the sky and exploded against the azure backdrop.

Fu Zhong was already waiting at the palace gate. He was familiar with the palace layout and was the first to lead his troops into the palace.

He received orders from Xiao Lanyi to go to Shuhua Palace to see the Imperial Concubine if he had any business to attend to.

The Imperial Concubine is like a dog collar around Xiao Lanyi's neck in the palace. As long as her younger sister is taken down, she worries that Xiao Lanyi will not obey her.

Looking at the palace maids and eunuchs in Shuyi Palace who were killed with a single blow, Fu Zhong felt his blood rushing to his head.

The Imperial Concubine always treated her servants well, although the only way she did this was by giving them money.

But money is the lifeblood of these people.

If there were other ways to make a living, who would sell themselves into the palace?

Who doesn't have someone seriously ill in their family?

This money can sometimes be a lifesaver in an emergency.

Therefore, even though Xiao Lanhua told them to leave first, no one left Shuhua Palace.

Those who serve as servants may never be able to leave the palace in their entire lives.

But if...

If we can shield the Imperial Concubine for a while, that would be good.

"Grand Steward Fu Zhong of Shuhua Palace has come to the rescue!"

That effeminate eunuch had long been disciplined and killed by Xiao Lanyi.

I told this guy I'd give him an easy job, and he did.

There are just some useless people among them.

How can it not be good, Marshal's Guard?

Not enough skill?

Let's practice.

You said you're too old and want to work in logistics?

Practice hard.

"Grand Steward?"

"Isn't the Grand Steward dead?"

The palace maids and eunuchs huddled together, chirping crickets.

How can you not count them as people from Xiao Lanhua's palace? They're used to being arrogant and domineering, and they don't forget to chatter away even in front of the rebels.

"You guys are still chatting there. Hurry up and retreat. Scrape the survivors; maybe they can still live."

As soon as Fu Zhong returned to Shuhua Palace, his old-fashioned nature kicked in, and he pointed at the chattering palace maids and eunuchs.

"Yes, Chief Steward."

"The head steward has grown a beard?"

"Really?"

"It looks like he also has an Adam's apple!"