She struggled to get up, causing a sharp pain to shoot from her wound: "I want to see the Prince. I want to hear it from the Prince himself!"
"I, I, I..." Xue Lian's face darkened: "You're a maid, truly unaware of your place. You are addressing yourself as an 'I', do you think you're still a mistress? The Prince is not bothered to see you! If I didn't get the command from the Prince, even if you lent me a hundred times more courage, I would not dare to sell a maid from his side..."
She signaled to the burly Mothers: "You guys hold her down. Don't let her make a racket and disturb His Majesty's tranquility!"
"No, no … Wei Ya …" Xing Zhi tried to crawl off the bed and reach the study to plead with Wei Ya himself.
However, a few Mothers had already surrounded her, held her still, and dragged her away.
Yundou tried to rush to her, only to be swept aside by a strong Mother, landing on the floor. She curled up in the corner of the bed, a tiny pile.
