At the critical moment, all the palace maids collapsed to the ground, clutching their feet, wailing in pain.
"Ouch, it hurts to death."
The maids fell scattered across the ground, all in the same pose, embracing their feet and incessantly crying out in pain.
Everyone present was utterly baffled.
Especially Noble Consort Wang.
Within the Imperial Palace, her status was extremely exalted; ordinary people dared not provoke her, naturally, except for her archenemy, the Empress.
"Noble Consort Wang, you've got quite the nerve to set up a judgment hall within the Imperial Garden and slap the Eldest Legitimate Daughter of a Minister from the imperial court." As a chilly voice sounded, a tall man emerged from the bushes.
Noble Consort Wang took a careful look and, seeing that cold mask, her complexion drastically changed.
It was the War Prince.