Zhan Lan crossed her arms and watched the drama unfolding before her. Si Yao was grabbed by a fierce woman, who rasped, "Disguising as a man to seduce my husband, you little hussy, such tricks! Do you wish to die?"
"Beat her!"
Si Yao and her attendants were thrown into sacks and received a round of punches and kicks.
"Ah, rebellion, rebellion!" Though furious, Si Yao dared not expose her identity. She was the Empress of Beiyue; there was no good reason for her to be at Jiao Fangsi.
Moments later, the fierce woman took her followers and left. Si Yao emerged from the sacks wailing as her contact approached.
Si Yao wanted to vent but considering her identity, she could only accept being beaten at Jiao Fangsi.
Spectators gathered in increasing numbers. She concealed her face with long sleeves and was escorted out of Jiao Fangsi.
Zhan Lan glanced at Si Yao, limping away, clicked her tongue, and shook her head, "These people clearly don't know how to cherish beauty."