"I was just worried about you." Su Qiao quickly swept her gaze across the hall.
The situation was about the same as Little Four had just relayed to her.
They still hadn't truly started fighting.
Had she arrived a little too early?
Should she have let him show off first?
Xun Feng led a group of hidden guards before their master and dropped to one knee. "Master, everyone outside has been taken down by the Princess Consort."
The moment Ye Jinghua heard this, he understood what had happened. He was amused and exasperated, yet inexplicably a little proud. "You—you really never listen, do you?"
Su Qiao pursed her lips unhappily. "I was clearly worried about you. How can you blame me?"
Her gaze immediately shifted to Ye Beiyao and the others. "I'm hungry. When are you going to finish this?"
"It'll be over right away."
With a wave of Ye Jinghua's hand, a large group of masked men in black silently appeared around the hall.
Su Qiao suddenly pointed at the two terrified ministers still sprawled on the ground.
"What's the matter with these two? Did they try to kill you?"
Su Qiao remembered that these were the two men who had pretended to protect her man before launching a sneak attack.
She hated people like that most.
Ye Jinghua swept them a casual glance. "They're nothing to worry about. They're just two opportunists."
"They wanted to kill you, and you can still be so kindhearted?"
Everyone: "..." Kindhearted? Was she referring to Prince Jing? Was she joking?
"I'll take care of them for you."
As she spoke, Su Qiao opened the lid of the little porcelain jar and set it on the ground. "Come on, cuties. Come eat some meat."
The moment she finished speaking, dozens of little black