"How dare you insult and confront our mistress, our mistress is Prince Mo’s favorite treasure. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, our kind-hearted mistress might spare you. Otherwise... Hmph," Xiaoguo, the maid behind Feng Dongzhi, stepped forward and shouted angrily at Feng Xuxu.

On hearing this, Feng Dongzhi instantly puffed out her chest, raised her eyebrows, and smiled at Feng Xuxu, "What, do I need to teach you how to kneel?"

Seeing Feng Dongzhi standing tall with her chest out, showing courage from who knows where, daring to admit she was Prince Mo’s favorite treasure—even her hairpin was fake, adorned with cheap rouge and face powder—Feng Xuxu burst into laughter, unable to contain herself.

"Feng Dongzhi, are you sure you want me to kneel?"

Feng Dongzhi’s eyes flashed with malice as she glared at Feng Xuxu, "Hmph, I am now Mrs. Feng, who gave you the right to spout such nonsense." She screamed somewhat shrilly, as if only shouting could give her courage, could affirm her status.

"What are you two waiting for? Go hold her down, and if she disobeys, beat her." Her ferocious gaze swept toward the two behind her before she turned back to glare at Feng Xuxu, thinking, just wait until you can’t laugh anymore. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Xiaoshi and Xiaoguo, upon hearing this, rolled up their sleeves, stepped past Feng Dongzhi, and vented their master’s anger on Feng Xuxu. They lunged forward to grab Feng Xuxu’s arms, attempting to wrench her into a twisted arm hold. Feng Xuxu, shielding Tinglan behind her, acted swiftly when the two charged at her, kicking each one squarely in the knee with full force. Both maids fell to the ground, crying out in pain, their faces drenched in sweat, unable to get up.

Feng Dongzhi, upon seeing this, looked at Feng Xuxu in terror, retreating several steps and pointing at her, "You... You... Don’t come any closer. I’ll have you know, I am the Prince’s wife, and if you dare lay a hand on me, the Prince won’t let you get away with it."

Feng Xuxu chuckled sarcastically, "Hehe, so if I hit you, Prince Mo won’t let me go?" It seemed she was speaking to Feng Dongzhi but in fact directed her question to Xiaocui at her side.

Xiaocui blinked twice, glanced sideways at the retreating Feng Dongzhi, and stepped forward with a faint smile to salute Feng Xuxu, "Miss Feng, how could that be? After all, you are an honored guest of Prince Mo Residence. Why would we offend you over a worthless, dismissed wife?"

Feng Dongzhi watched the green-clothed maid in disbelief, shouting, "Xiaocui, you are the personal maid to Prince Mo; I’m still a woman by the Prince’s side. How can you side with an outsider against your own mistress?"

Xiaocui laughed coldly in response, her mouth curling in scorn, "Mistress? Hmph, I have only one master, and that’s the Prince. You wish to be my mistress? That’s a pipe dream, utterly delusional."

"You... You... I’ll go to the Prince right now, he must judge this matter. I won’t let a lowly wench like you get away with it," Feng Dongzhi declared, her face ashen with rage, pointing at Xiaocui, and threatening to report to the Prince.

"So I’m the lowly wench, and what are you? You’re worse than a lowly wench. At least I get to see the Prince every day; you, on the other hand—I reckon it’s been almost half a year since you last saw the Prince, right?" She advanced step by step towards Feng Dongzhi, cornering her against the wall, her face filled with loathing as she looked at Feng Dongzhi.

Feng Xuxu held the trembling Tinglan, comforting her from time to time, and watched the two quarrelling women, the chill in her eyes growing colder, her lips curling into a mocking smile.

Watching the terrified Feng Dongzhi, Xiaocui finally eased the anger in her heart. The term "lowly wench" always ignited a fire inside her; she yearned to replace them, to sit in the position of wife, and with her abilities, she was more than qualified for the position of princess. Yet, her origins as a servant threw away her brilliant prospects. She hadn’t expected someone else to jab at her sore spot again.