Mingshu didn't know what to say after hearing all that.
She wasn't sure whether to marvel at how childish these two were, grown adults still squabbling over such trivial matters, or to be speechless at Consort Shu's bizarre behavior—managing to sprain her ankle just from watching the excitement unfold.
Having only heard parts of the story, it seemed she was still to blame for the whole mess.
It was like sitting at home and suddenly having a pot drop from the sky.
Consort Shu might be a fool and easily provoked, but why had Consort Ru decided to clash with her today?
In her memory, Consort Ru was someone who knew how to read the situation and would never knowingly put herself in danger.
As she pondered this, she glanced at Consort Ru, only to see the latter staring at Zhong Changzai, something flickering quickly in her eyes.