"Ahh—"
Mrs. Liu clutched her face. The slap sent her world spinning, and she collapsed onto the ground. The movement pulled at her other injuries, making her cry out in pain.
"My lady!"
Song Xingfeng tried to rush to her side, but Marchioness Xuan Chang stopped him with a sharp command.
"I am merely disciplining a lowly creature. Does the National Guardian General object?"
"Mother-in-law! Wanqing is with child! Whatever she has done wrong, I will bear the consequences in her stead! I beg you to be merciful and spare Wanqing and the child in her womb. Your son-in-law thanks you!"
"You will bear the consequences? Heh. Do you even hear yourself? Are 'bearing the consequences' your words for letting your concubine and her family freely insult my poor daughter? For letting them harm my poor granddaughter?"
