A sharp glint flitted through Queen Zhao's eyes, and she called, "Seize this rowdy wretched servant outside and flog him to death!"
"Yes." Senior Royal Maid Hexiang immediately bowed and led a group of burly women toward him.
They converged on him from both sides and easily grabbed a hold of the thin eunuch. Then they started walking outside the garden.
Xiao'en'zi's teeth chattered in fear, and he kept screaming, "T-this servant came here on Noble Consort Zheng's order, Your Majesty! This servant came here on Noble Consort Zheng—"
"Slap his mouth!" Queen Zhao angrily shouted, interrupting Xiao'en'zi's words, and heavily slapped the table.
A stern-faced servant carrying a ferule instantly walked out from behind Hexiang, and howls of pain quickly escaped the captured Xiao'en'zi's mouth.
"THE KING IS HERE!!!"
"Her Highness Noble Consort Zheng is here!"
