“Mrs Zuo, are you making decisions for me now?” The empress dowager glanced at her and spoke slowly.
Mrs Zuo could behave as arrogantly as she wanted in front of Feng Wu, but she was nothing compared with the empress dowager.
Therefore, she immediately dropped to her knees and said timidly, “Your Majesty, I didn’t mean that. I really didn’t.”
The empress dowager snorted.
Mrs Zuo prostrated on the ground and didn’t dare utter another word.
The empress dowager then slowly looked from Mrs Zuo to Qiuling.
“Do you really think that your mistress will win?” The empress dowager smirked.
Qiuling smiled, her bright eyes twinkling. “Your Majesty, my mistress has never lost.”
“What if she loses, then?” The empress dowager snorted.
Qiuling looked confused.
The empress dowager asked, “Do you want to make a bet with me?”
Everyone was amazed by those words.
Seriously? The empress dowager wanted to bet against a maid? That didn’t seem to fit her status at all.
What power did this young maid have to make the empress dowager want to do that?
Even Empress Dugu studied Qiuling and pondered, not to mention Mrs Zuo.
“Well…” Qiuling scratched her head with a wry smile. “Well… Your Majesty, I don’t have anything that I can bet with.”
The empress dowager waved her hand. “Use yourself, then.”
Qiuling looked confused.
So did everyone else.
The empress dowager said, “If your mistress loses, you’ll work for me. If she wins, I’ll give her permission to stay close to me.”
Qiuling asked, “Your Majesty, do you mean that?”
The empress dowager snorted. “I always keep my word. What? Are you afraid?”
Qiuling nodded. “Alright. I’ll take that bet.”
Mrs Dugu laughed. “Qiuling, you better think it through. Your mistress’s horse is still sleeping on the ground.”
“Pfft —”
Immediately, all the other noble ladies laughed.
Mrs Zuo chuckled. “Dear sister-in-law, haven’t you realized it? If someone can work for Her Majesty, why would they want to stay with Feng Wu? Qiuling can’t wait to see Feng Wu lose. Am I right, Qiuling?”
Immediately, everyone else laughed loudly.
Qiuling was so angry and wanted to lash out, but since her mistress wasn’t here, she had to control her temper.
“My mistress is going to win, and you’ll all regret this! Hmph!” Qiuling rested her hands on her waist.
Mrs Zuo said, “Right, with her horse that hasn’t gotten up yet, I’m sure she’ll win. Hahaha —”
Hahaha!
Feng Wu, the one who was being laughed at, was watching the horse she chose in resignation.
“Hey, are you really not going?”
Little Master ignored her.
“Get up now, or I’m really going to be angry!” Feng Wu rose to her feet and rested her hands on her waist.
Little Master flipped its tail.
Feng Wu heaved a long sigh. “55%. How about I give you 55%? What’s that look on your face? 55% is the most I can give you. Don’t tell me you want 60%.”
