With killing intent rolling off her, Yuan Fang was frightened. He properly hid behind Niu Youdao and did not dare show his head.
"What does the Princess Consort intend to do?" Niu Youdao asked blandly.
Feng Ruonan stepped over the threshold. "What do you think I intend to do?"
Niu Youdao said, "Could it be that you want to kill me, the matchmaker?"
He still dared call himself a matchmaker? The moment Feng Ruonan thought of the borrowed money, it was simply the greatest humiliation of her life. Fury surged up in her chest as she said coldly, "You think I don't dare kill you?"
Niu Youdao said, "There is probably nothing the Princess Consort would not dare do. But should the Princess Consort not consider the Prince's side? The Prince is your husband, after all."
Feng Ruonan raised a hand to rest on the hilt at her waist, shooting him a cold sidelong glance. "Kill the matchmaker first, then kill the husband. How about that?"
Niu Youdao was utterly astonished. She could actually say something like that? Yuan Fang behind him felt his heart leap into his throat. Yuan Gang slowly shifted his feet, taking up a more advantageous position.
Feng Ruonan pointed at him. "Hand him over if you don't want to die!"
Niu Youdao glanced at Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju standing on either side of her, planting the sword in his hand before him. "The Prince ordered this, and the Prince did it too. Why does the Princess Consort have to pick a fight with the people below? If there is a problem, go find the Prince. Otherwise, I will not agree!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another burst of hurried footsteps came from outside. Feng Ruonan had made such a commotion; since they were