Zuo Xiangning could feel Lingxiao's gaze on her, but she chose to ignore it.
She didn't feel she had done anything wrong.
Back in her room, she picked up the teacup from the table, took a sip, walked over to Pan Cui, and "pfft"—sprayed it on her face.
"Pan Cui?" Zuo Xiangning called out twice, and seeing no response from Pan Cui, she turned her head and asked the man standing by the door, "Why isn't she waking up?"
"She might have been knocked too hard." Lingxiao said with little concern, "She should wake up after an hour."
Zuo Xiangning hurriedly said, "Can you now tell your people not to knock Auntie Liu and the steward too hard?"
"They know their limits." Lingxiao touched his nose but didn't mention that he had been the one to knock out Pan Cui and that his hand had been a bit too heavy, "They know you want to catch an adulterer red-handed, their technique is precise."
Zuo Xiangning went to the doorway, anxiously observing the quiet courtyards on both sides.
