"Whelp! A mere commoner, and you dared humiliate me!"
Fine immortal spirit jade porcelain shattered into eight pieces, followed by a crash of overturned tables and chairs and the ripping of fabric. Brimming with fury, Hu Meiniang vented all her anger on the furniture and gauze curtains in her room.
The palace maids and eunuchs in Kunning Palace fell silent as cicadas in winter, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Only after a long while, when Hu Meiniang had exhausted herself and sat down on a stool with a gloomy face, did Eunuch Ma, one of her usual favorites, step forward to offer tea.
"Empress Dowager, please have some tea and soothe your anger..."
Hu Meiniang's almond eyes widened, her willow brows sharp as blades. "How am I supposed to soothe my anger? Tang Taibai is still out there enjoying himself. Who knows how many people in the Capital are laughing at me!"
With a venomous expression, Eunuch Ma said, "Then why not kill him and let the whole world know that you are not to be trifled with, Empress Dowager!"
A cold gleam flashed through Hu Meiniang's eyes, and murderous intent stirred within her, but she still had her misgivings. "He is a Grand Confucian. How could he be so easy to kill?"
Eunuch Ma said, "You are mistaken, Empress Dowager. However great his talent and fame, however profound his cultivation, isn't he still just an idle rustic with neither rank nor office? We need only obtain an Imperial Edict and suppress him with the might of the celestial dynasty. When the sovereign orders a subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die!"
Another pale-faced eunuch beside him chimed in with a shrill voice. "Eunuch Ma is absolutely right. The Status of Great Qian's Son of