Hongtang was truly furious. The Princess Consort had already suffered enough; her husband was such a good man and had left this world so early. Now, even when going out to relieve some stress, she encounters such misfortune. What kind of matter was this?
As the maid beside Long Yue, Hongtang was filled with righteous indignation, feeling the need to stand up and reason.
But as soon as she spoke, the opposite maid immediately mocked her with a sneering smile.
"Hahaha, it's really laughable. My master is Princess Ding'an, her status is noble! You say I have no right to reprimand you?"
After the maid finished speaking, she marched up boldly and raised her hand to slap Hongtang across the face.
Hongtang did not expect her to act so suddenly and was caught off guard, receiving a solid slap on the face.
She covered her right cheek, which was red and burning, looking at her in shock and shame: "You..."
"Smack!"
