Being caught by Sun Shaozong while kneeling to beg forgiveness had already been humiliating and infuriating enough for the Crown Princess.
Now, hearing herself called a lowly maidservant felt as though a bloody gash had been torn open in her chest.
Had it been only the two of them, husband and wife, it might have been bearable. But with an outsider standing right there, the Crown Prince still humiliated her so cruelly—how could the bond between husband and wife have grown so cold?!
The blush on her face vanished without a trace, replaced by a pitiful pallor.
Suppressing the grief and fury in her heart, she said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness must be drunk. What maidservants are there in this room? If you require someone to attend you, this consort will summon a few at once."
Without waiting for the Crown Prince's reply, she gave Sun Shaozong a slight nod, then turned and staggered out of the flower hall.
Yet the Crown Prince remained oblivious to any fault of his own. He rose and pointed after her, preparing to continue his scolding. "You bitch—"
"Your Highness!"
Sun Shaozong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, feigning confusion as he asked, "I heard just now that your brother-in-law came to offer congratulations, only to be turned away by the Prince's Mansion Assistant. What exactly was the reason?"
"Offer congratulations?!"
At those words, the Crown Prince immediately forgot about chasing after the Crown Princess to curse her. He sat back down angrily and slapped the table. "Do you know what sort of congratulations he came to offer?!"
Sun Shaozong remained unmoved by his fury and smiled calmly. "Naturally, he came to congratulate Your Highness on your ever-growing prestige—so great that even princes and nobles are willing to serve you like dogs