After the magpies had finished chattering, Lin Shuang reacted a beat too late, pulling her aside and shouting, "What are you all standing there for? Who brought extra clothes? Hurry up and cover the Empress Dowager up!"

As she spoke, she took out a cloak that she had prepared beforehand and led the way forward.

They arrived before the Empress Dowager.

The eunuch on the Empress Dowager's body was not fully awake, but he had regained some consciousness.

However, he had exerted himself too much while in a daze, and now that he was awake, he was exhausted and couldn't get up for a long time.

The Empress Dowager and others also caught a whiff of the medicinal smoke and felt somewhat weak in their limbs.

Lin Shuang wrapped her in a cloak and tried to lift her up several times, but (deliberately) failed.

The group on the other side, seeing this sticky, smudged scene of "a maid helping her up, delicate and weak," were thoroughly fed up.

The bandit was right.

Holy crap!

That's absolutely blinding to their two solid gold eyes!

I never imagined the Empress Dowager was like this!

This is so embarrassing.

If this gets out, the Emperor won't know where to put his face!

The Empress Dowager felt a sharp pain in her armpits from Lin Shuang's iron-like grip. She looked up and met Lin Shuang's eyes, wanting to ask her to be gentler, but instead saw a contemptuous and mocking smile in Lin Shuang's bright eyes.

Ji Fengyao brought Lin Shuang with her almost every time she entered the palace, so the Empress Dowager naturally recognized her.

That vile maid pinched her on purpose!

At this moment, Bai Lu also came over to help and pushed the Empress Dowager's wheelchair over.

Lin Shuang shoved the Empress Dowager into her wheelchair, pretending to bend down to tighten her cloak, but her eyes were fixed on the Empress Dowager's almost bulging eyes. She whispered in her ear, "Empress Dowager, your face is so dirty."

Empress Dowager: "!!!"

What is this thing?!

She's just a lowly servant, a lowly maid, how dare she mock her like this in public!

The Empress Dowager, who had always been in a high position, felt no pressure when facing a servant like Lin Shuang. In anger, she raised her hand and slapped Lin Shuang across the face.

With Lin Shuang's current skills, she could have easily dodged the Empress Dowager's slap.

But she didn't dodge.

Lin Shuang turned her face slightly to the side, letting the Empress Dowager's fingers brush against her face. Then, she swiftly raised her hand and lightly slapped her face, just enough to make half of her face turn red.

"Your Majesty, your...your undergarment..." Lin Shuang covered her face, looking down with fear and red eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, your clothes are neat and there is nothing wrong with them. This servant did not see anything."

Empress Dowager: "!!!"

I, Your Majesty, fought with all my might to preserve my innocence; not even my undergarments were torn!

Everyone: "!!!"

The Empress Dowager was actually wearing a bellyband?

It turned out that what the eunuch was wearing around his neck was the Empress Dowager's...

That color...

The Empress Dowager has such a youthful mindset...

Seeing her own people being beaten, Ji Fengyao, with a bandit-like air and without any sense of humility or cunning, stepped forward to protect her: "Empress Dowager, you are too ungrateful! My maid saw that you were in a sorry state and came to put a coat on you and help you up. You not only did not reward her, but you also beat her. Do you think we ruined your good time?"

"Ninth Prince's Consort!"

The Empress Dowager looked at Ji Fengyao's innocent face and gritted her teeth in hatred.

It's that lowly, vulgar bandit!

It's all that damned bandit's fault!

It turns out that she was not only skilled in seductive arts, but also had the Ninth Prince completely bewitched;

He's even mastered the art of pretending to be weak to outsmart others; he's incredibly good at it!

Ji Fengyao met the Empress Dowager's murderous gaze head-on, her back to everyone, a wicked smile of extreme provocation curling at the corner of her lips: "What is it?"