As Chen Ziying got into the conversation, and since she and her best friend were in their own room with the door closed, she became increasingly unrestrained in her speech.
Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye happened to be passing by Chen Ziying's boudoir.
Ji Fengyao is now a cultivator at the fourth level of the Spirit Gathering stage, and her five senses and six perceptions are several times higher than those of ordinary people.
Chen Ziying spoke very loudly, without any restraint.
Her sharp and sarcastic words were truly hurtful.
"Your Highness, you and Wuhen go to the Duchess to collect the debt; Xique and I will go teach Chen Ziying a lesson in how to behave," Ji Fengyao said through gritted teeth, pulling Shang Xiye back.
Shang Xiye nodded.
He knew very well that with the Duke's mansion's current defenses, it was impossible to stop his young wife.
As long as she is not in danger, he will not stop her from doing whatever she wants.
Ji Fengyao and Xi Que first drugged the nearby sentries, both visible and hidden.
The two swaggered in through the main gate of the courtyard.
With a shovel, Xi Que kicked the door to Chen Ziying's bedroom, and the two exquisitely carved wooden doors scattered like pieces of paper.
"Who goes there!"
Inside the heated tent, Chen Ziying and Zhang Wanyun, huddled under the covers, sat up in fright.
Ji Fengyao walked to the round table in front of Chen Ziying's bed and sat down with an air of grandeur.
The magpie stepped forward and ripped off the peach-gold warm curtains that were obstructing the view from the bed.
When Chen Ziying and Zhang Wanyun saw that they were two masked men dressed in black, they screamed in fright, "Ah! Assassins!"
Ji Fengyao and Xique remained motionless, simply watching them call out coldly.
Chen Ziying and Zhang Wanyun called for a long time, but when they found no response outside, their faces turned pale. The two huddled together tightly, wishing they could use each other as shields.
"Chen Ziying, now that the weather has cleared up and the snow has stopped, do you think you're all that anymore? Why aren't you sleeping properly in the middle of the night? What kind of nonsense are you spouting?" Ji Fengyao glanced coldly at Chen Ziying, her gaze chillingly cold.
"I...I...I didn't say you, you...you...how much money do you want?" Chen Ziying trembled with fear and could barely speak.
"Screw you!" Xi Que raised his hand and slapped Chen Ziying hard across the face. "Our boss is asking what you've been barking about. What are you talking about with money? Who needs your pittance that's barely enough to fill a tooth gap?"
Chen Ziying was hit so hard that she fell backward, causing Zhang Wanyun next to her to also slump to the side.
Zhang Wanyun reacted incredibly quickly. As soon as she fell, she sprang up as if she had been electrocuted, rolled twice, and hid in the corner opposite the bed, far away from Chen Ziying.
Chen Ziying saw this and said: "..."
You ungrateful little bitch, I've finally seen through you!
Don't even think about getting anything from me again!
"Get down here right now and confess honestly!" Xi Que grabbed Chen Ziying by the collar, lifted her up, and threw her to the ground in front of Ji Fengyao: "If you don't confess, you'll stay kneeling here. I guarantee no one will bother you all night so you can calm down and think things through."
Chen Ziying was in pain and scared from being thrown, and immediately burst into tears, feeling extremely wronged and aggrieved: "I didn't say anything bad about you, and I said it in my own room with the door closed. It has nothing to do with you. Why did you hit me?"
"You won't confess, huh? Then you might as well tear your mouth off!" Xi Que stepped forward and was about to tear Chen Ziying's mouth off.
Chen Ziying was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth and cried and begged for mercy: "No, no, don't tear my mouth apart, I'll tell you, okay?"
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