Wu Jinmai's POV
The servants open the door. I step inside, and a vase flies toward me. I caught it and coldly smashed it back on the floor, near her feet. Noble Consort Fu's room was filled with shattered ceramics, wood, and papers.
"How dare you fight back, lowly servant!" She was stunned and eyes dilated when she realized it was me. "Y-your M-majesty..." she murmured.
Terror filled her eyes when she saw how cold and mad I was. "It looks like Noble Consort Fu wasn't reflecting the way I said last time," I calmly remarked.
I take a step closer. She steps back. "Didn't I make myself clear last time? I guess losing your child turned you into a mad woman!" I growled. My tone might be flat, but it holds wrath and disappointment. She scoffs and looks madly at me.
"You have no right to treat me this way! I'm your elder! I'm the previous emperor's concubine!" she screams. I smirk and sit on her bed. I cross my legs and ignore their so-called etiquette.
