Chapter 204 Jiang Nan: A fight broke out?
Seeing that she was speechless, Uya became even more arrogant and her tone turned cold and hard.
"If Your Highness has concrete evidence to prove that I did it, I will accept the punishment without complaint. If not... please be careful with your words. I can pretend I didn't hear your unfounded speculations, but if they spread, it will ruin your reputation for gentleness and virtue, and it will be a disgrace to your Tongjia clan!"
This combination of attack and suppression not only cleared themselves of any wrongdoing but also shifted the blame for damaging Tongjia's reputation.
This made Tongjia lose all reason in anger.
She has been pampered since childhood, how could she have ever suffered such humiliation?
Especially in front of a bondservant she looked down upon.
"I'll tear that sharp tongue of yours to shreds!"
Tongjia screamed and, no longer caring about her princess demeanor, lunged forward.
She stretched out her sharp, nail-painted fingers and started scratching wildly at Uya's face and hair.
Uya hadn't expected her to act so undignifiedly and directly. Caught off guard, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp.
Several strands of her hair were pulled out, and her cheeks were scratched with fingernails, leaving several red marks.
"Tongjia clan! How dare you hit me!"
Uya felt the pain, and the anger in her heart was instantly ignited.
She's not someone who can be easily manipulated.
Since you made the first move, don't blame me for retaliating.
She immediately bent down, dodging the other person's wildly grabbing hands, and used all her strength to retaliate.
He punched Tongjia's soft lower abdomen hard a few times.
"Well!"
Tongjia never expected that Wuya would dare to rebel.
The counterattack was so ruthless that I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen.
This made her subconsciously release her grip on her hair, and she cried out in pain as she bent over.
In an instant, the two concubines were wrestling in the bedchamber!
A woman with disheveled hair was shouting and cursing in a shrill voice.
One of them, with a bruised cheek, retaliated in a muffled voice.
The scene immediately descended into chaos!
"Princess, Master Wuya, stop! What kind of behavior is this!"
Granny Ma stamped her feet anxiously, but dared not actually step forward to pull him away.
She is a servant. If she rashly joins the battle, no matter which side she is injured on, she will be implicated in the investigation afterward!
All she could do was shout at the terrified Zhu Xi.
"Are you dead? Hurry up and pull your master away! If you hurt the princess, your whole family will lose your heads."
Zhu Xi was jolted awake from his daze by this roar.
Without thinking twice, he rushed forward and grabbed Wuya's waist from behind, pulling her backward with all his might.
"Master, please calm down, we can't fight anymore."
Tongjia was pulled back by Granny Ma, clutching her stomach, her face pale with pain.
She pointed at Wuya, who was being held by Zhuxi, and was so angry that she couldn't speak a complete sentence.
"You...you...you've rebelled! You've rebelled!"
Uya was held in Zhuxi's arms, her chest heaving violently, her hair disheveled, and her face covered in bloodstains.
His eyes, however, were like knives, fixed on Tongjia Shi without any fear.
She knew very well that with the Empress Dowager in charge, it didn't matter whether you were a concubine, a noble concubine, or a concubine of lower rank.
If anyone's going to be punished, they'll be punished together. Don't even think about making her swallow her anger like she did when she was being whipped!
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Jiang Nan had just stepped out of Yonghe Palace and onto the palace road, preparing to stroll leisurely back to Kunning Palace to have dinner with her son, Erhe.
Before they had gone far, Zhao Deyi hurriedly caught up from behind, bowed, and whispered his report.
"Your Majesty, something has happened."
Jiang Nan didn't stop walking, only giving a lazy reply.
Zhao Deyi's voice carried a strange, indescribable quality.
"Your Majesty, it's in Yonghe Palace... Princess Tongjia and Consort Wuya... they're fighting!"
"A fight broke out?"
Jiang Nan stopped in her tracks completely.
He turned around, and his face instantly showed great interest, even a hint of disbelief.
"Say it again? Who fought with whom?"
She had seen plenty of women in the harem fighting over each other and secretly sabotaging each other, but this was a scene where they disregarded all decorum and personally tore each other apart.
She had never heard of anyone saying that even when she hit Hesheli, Hesheli didn't dare to fight back.
"It is absolutely true, Your Majesty."
Zhao affirmed.
"They say it was very noisy inside, quite loud, and the whole Yonghe Palace probably heard it."
Jiang Nan's eyes sparkled, her curiosity completely piqued.
What exactly did Wuya say and do that made the usually composed Tongjia woman lose her temper and take action?
What's even more incredible is that Wuya, a concubine, actually dared to fight back?
This drama is much more interesting than watching them scheme against each other.
"Go! Go back! Quickly!"
Jiang Nan changed her mind instantly, disregarding the prospect of a walk, and turned to walk back while holding Chunlan's hand.
His pace quickened considerably, and his tone revealed a clear eagerness.
"Such a rare sight, I don't want to miss it. If I'm late, they'll be done fighting, and I won't be able to enjoy this spectacle!"
Chunlan watched as her mistress almost started running.
Helplessly glancing back at Zhao Deyi, he quickly followed.
However, despite Jiang Nan's hurried pace, when she led her people back into the Yonghe Palace and reached the vicinity of the West Annex Hall...
But inside, all was quiet; the chaos and commotion I had imagined had vanished without a trace.
"It's over already?"
Jiang Nan's heart skipped a beat, and a huge sense of disappointment welled up inside her, as if she had missed a carefully prepared grand performance, and she secretly regretted it.
"What a loss! I missed out on this excitement, I've really lost out big time!"
She felt regretful, but she didn't stop walking and directly signaled to Zhao Deyi.
Zhao Deyi understood and immediately raised his voice in greeting.
"Her Majesty the Empress has arrived!"
This announcement served both as a notification and as a reminder to those inside.
Jiang Nan composed himself, reverting to his usual lazy yet dignified demeanor, and strode into the west wing.
The scene inside the hall did not disappoint her.
The tables and chairs were slightly tilted, and there seemed to be a few strands of broken hair on the ground. Uya's hair was loose, and there were several obvious red marks on her cheeks.
Tongjia's hairpins and ornaments were slightly disheveled, and her face was ashen. Both of them were helped down to their knees by their respective maids.
Clearly, the battle was over, but the battlefield had not yet been thoroughly cleaned up.
Jiang Nan glanced at the messy scene, secretly pleased, but showed no sign of it on her face.
She walked straight to the head seat and sat down, looking at the two anxious people below her, and chuckled softly.
The laughter sounded exceptionally clear in the silent hall.
"Let's all kneel down and answer for now."
She didn't wake me up; her tone was calm but carried an invisible pressure.
"Come, tell me first, what kind of show are you putting on?"
She leaned forward slightly, as if she were genuinely curious.
"In all my years in the palace, this is the first time I've ever seen concubines personally fighting. You two... are truly capable."
She paused, her tone slightly mocking.
"You two are finding life too comfortable, so you're looking for ways to make yourselves uncomfortable, is that it? Well, thanks to the two of you, I've learned a lot today."
Her gaze swept over the two of them, cutting straight to the heart of the matter.
"Tell me, who started it?"
Tongjia trembled, not daring to hide it, and whispered.
"Your Majesty, it was I who struck first."
"Oh? I guessed it was you too."
Jiang Nan's tone was lazy and casual, yet with a hint of certainty.
"She, a mere concubine of the Uya clan, probably wouldn't dare to defy her superiors and take the initiative to attack you, a princess of the rank of Consort."
She looked at Tongjia with a calm expression.
"Speak, why did you take action? How did Uya offend you? If you have solid evidence, I may be able to help you."
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