"Drink up! Why aren't you drinking? You're driving me crazy!" Wang gripped the chopsticks tightly, her knuckles turning white.
Catching a glimpse of Wang's appearance out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but twitch his lips. Damn it, did you have to be so obvious? Anyone with eyes can see that something's wrong with you, okay?
Unexpectedly, the impatient Lady Wang did not realize anything was wrong. She was still unwilling to give up and said to Jiaming, "This soup tastes good. Consort Guarjia, please try it."
In the otherwise silent atmosphere of the table, where even the clinking of bowls, chopsticks, and spoons was barely audible, this unusually loud voice was like a deafening roar. Although those at the next table couldn't hear it, most of the people at her table heard it, and their gazes involuntarily turned to the instigator, Wang, and the implicated Jiaming.
Jiaming paused, her hand holding the chopsticks still. Ignoring the stares around her, she continued to slowly chew the food in her mouth. Only after swallowing did she reply softly, "Really? Then I'll drink later. I'd like to eat some food first!"
Seeing this, Wang was unwilling to give up and hurriedly said, "This soup..."
Jiaming frowned and said softly, "Princess Wang, you shouldn't talk while eating or sleeping!" After saying that, she started eating with her chopsticks.
Seeing this, Wang had no choice but to give up, anxiously watching as the bowl of soup remained untouched.
After finishing their meal and putting down their chopsticks, it was clear that the banquet was about to end, but Lady Guarjia still wouldn't touch the soup. Lady Wang then said, "It would be better to have a bowl of soup after the meal, why don't you try it?"
Jiaming rolled her eyes inwardly. The way she was acting so eager, urging her to drink the soup again and again, made everyone at the table know that the soup probably wasn't very good. Didn't you see that since the abrupt urging to drink the soup at the table, no one had drunk it?
How come the Eighth Prince's wife hasn't brought down such a stupid person yet? It's clear that the Eighth Prince's wife's methods aren't very effective.
Unable to resist, Jiaming's thoughts wandered a little. Of course, she quickly pulled herself back. Since everyone thought the soup was wrong and dared not drink it, she wouldn't have to drink it herself. She wasn't afraid that the Fujin and others would associate her with medical skills.
So Jiaming coldly refused, saying "No need," though her tone was indifferent. However, she still managed to be tactful enough to save face for Wang, saying, "Today's meal was quite delicious, and I ate a bit too much. I can't drink anymore."
Wang was frustrated. She took deep breaths to suppress her displeasure and decided that if one plan failed, she would try again. She then gave a subtle wink to the maid who was serving tea.
Jiaming had been keeping an eye on the Wang family, and with her own wood-type special ability and keen senses, she easily noticed the subtle tension between the two.
My heart leaped into my throat once more, and I prepared myself for the worst.
A moment later, the maid brought tea to Jiaming.
A thought popped into Jiaming's mind: Could it be that Wang Shi wouldn't give up until she drank the soup, and insisted that she drink something else, like tea...? Although she was thinking about something, it didn't stop her from multitasking.
He subtly sniffed the tea, the scent faint but clearly not right. Just then, he saw the maid trip over her own feet and fall down.
In a split second, Jiaming calmly predicted the direction the maid had fallen—towards her. She immediately understood that Madam Wang didn't want her to drink it, but rather to be splashed with water. Of course, the tea contained that particular "medicine," presumably for…
He inwardly scoffed at Wang's methods, but his expression suddenly changed, his face showing surprise. He abruptly raised the hand holding the handkerchief to shield himself from the impending disaster, while subtly using a clever trick.
Just as the teacup touched the handkerchief and was about to fall on Jiaming, it suddenly changed direction and veered. It seemed as if the maid was trying to salvage the situation and didn't want the teacup to spill on Jiaming. The hand holding the teacup seemed to exert force, and then the teacup suddenly veered in a different direction. The tea inside suddenly splashed through the air and finally landed on the Eighth Prince's wife next door.
"Oh!" Eighth Princess exclaimed in surprise, her face, neck, and clothes were soaked, and she looked extremely disheveled.
In an instant, everyone who witnessed this dramatic scene was stunned, and there was complete silence.
"Bang!" The silence was broken as the teacup fell to the ground. The maid beside the Eighth Prince's wife cried out in alarm and anger, "Prince's wife!"
When everyone came to their senses, while most people were gathered around the unfortunate Eighth Prince's wife, Jiaming was secretly glancing at Wang Shi and the maid who had acted as an accomplice with schadenfreude.
The maid Jiaming had been watching closely, so she watched the other person's expression change like a spectator, from the smugness when the water was splashed on her, to the frustration and disappointment when she realized she had missed, to the horror when she realized she had splashed it on her own mistress.
The maid was deathly pale, completely exhausted, and trembling.
Jiaming knew what she was afraid of. After all, the Eighth Prince's wife was known for her direct and ruthless methods. Offending her would likely mean the same fate as those who had been severely whipped and sold to bad places in the past.
Moreover, look at how the Eighth Prince's wife is now, as if she wants to tear her apart; it's truly terrifying.
However, Jiaming didn't sympathize with her. Who told her to participate in the scheme against her? If it weren't for her own abilities, she would have been the one to suffer. So, knowing that the maid was going to have a bad time, Jiaming stopped paying attention to her and turned her attention to Wang Shi, who was the one who was truly against her.
She was waiting to see the other person make a fool of themselves. Heh, look at that restless look. It seems she still remembers the "drug" she put in the tea. Tsk tsk, although the temperature has cooled down, she's still sweating profusely. Jiaming was quite pleased to see her like this.
At this moment, under Xia Rao's persuasion, the Eighth Princess suppressed her anger and did not personally punish the maid on the spot. Instead, she ordered the maid to be silenced and then took her servants to change her clothes.
Suppressing her anger, the Eighth Prince's wife thought that her main courtyard was in the back, while this was the front courtyard, which was quite far away. In addition, the baby's first birthday celebration would be over soon, and as the principal wife, she had to be there before it ended. She could not let the prince down. So she said to the maid beside her, "Let's not go back to the main courtyard. Let's go to the prepared changing room!"
Upon arriving at the changing room, the maidservant guarding the door was stunned as she watched the Eighth Prince's wife approach step by step. After regaining her senses, she nervously greeted the Eighth Prince's wife.
The Eighth Prince's wife entered the changing room. The maid guarding the door watched her retreating figure, opened her mouth as if to say something, but upon seeing her mistress's angry expression, she fell silent in fear. Only after the door closed did she stomp her foot and mutter nervously to herself, "Oh no!"
In the changing room, after the Eighth Prince's wife changed her clothes, the maid opened the door, and the Eighth Prince's wife came out with a fragrant breeze.
As the Eighth Prince's wife left, the maidservant guarding the door slipped into the changing room, hurriedly extinguished the incense, cleaned the incense burner, replaced the incense and continued burning it, and then left in a hurry.
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