Huai Yu had just stepped into the courtyard, her foot not yet crossing the threshold, when suddenly a teacup came flying towards her, striking her brow unexpectedly and wounding her.
"Marquis!" Cui Zhi called out softly, but instantly fell silent.
The reason was none other than the fact that the one who threw the teacup was Huai Yu's own birth mother, the lady of the Northern Border Marquis Residence, Wu Zhen.
At that moment, Wu Zhen was staring at Huai Rou with a dark expression.
"The Marquis sure has great prestige in the Capital City," she said.
Upon hearing this, Huai Yu's lips thinned.
By now, blood had begun to flow from her brow, the vivid red trickling down her cheek. When she reached up to touch it, her fingertips encountered a shocking sight.
"Everyone leave," Huai Yu said, her voice grave.
The people inside the room did not dare linger and left immediately. When Cui Zhi went out, she closed all the doors properly.
