She Became A Downfall Noble Lady

Qiao Laiyun, while secretly hoping that Duke and the Duchess would quickly send someone over, bowed and said, "Crown Prince, your servant has hastened over upon receiving the Princely Heir’s message. The capable servant you asked for, I’ve already sent someone to look for them, but I’m afraid it will still take a while before they can arrive."

Ye Hongyang’s anger toward Madam Yin hadn’t subsided, and he was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the executioner to beat the old woman servant who personally attended to Madam Yin until her skin split and flesh burst, disgracing Madam Yin. It had already been half a day, and he still had to wait; it was truly irritating. However, Qiao Laiyun was not just any other servant—Ye Hongyang couldn’t scold him at will.

Ye Hongyang, with an unamused expression, complained, "These servants, all they do every day is shirk their duties. It’s been days since we’ve had to punish anyone, and now when we need them, they’re nowhere to be seen."

Qiao Laiyun’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. Weren’t things better when the punishment room went unused, signaling peace within the Duke’s Mansion? If the women of the punishment room were busy all day long, it would mean endless troubles within the Mansion.

Madam Yin, holding Ye Hongyang’s remarks in contempt for their stupidity, was also impatient to waste time with them and asked, "Uncle Qiao, I have many matters to attend to here and cannot afford to wait much longer. I’ll be straightforward with you—no matter how many people you can summon, unless you plan to kill everyone in my courtyard, I will stake everything to take everyone here back to my family home, and no one will dare to touch a person in my courtyard.

"Give me a straight answer, Uncle Qiao. If you truly intend to beat someone, then I’ll wait and let’s see who wins, so as not to disappoint the Crown Prince. But if you are just stalling for time, looking for a way out, then I will not keep you any longer, and you can leave as you please."

Qiao Laiyun’s face showed his awkwardness. Couldn’t the wife of the heir apparent leave some dignity for everyone? How could she speak without regarding the consequences? He was stalling, but that was for the stability of the Duke’s Mansion, not wanting things to get out of hand.

Yet, he couldn’t respond. If he admitted to stalling as the wife of the heir apparent had said, where would that leave the Crown Prince’s dignity?