However, haven't there been several precedents before, such as Huang Qi, such as the Great Commander, and such as Fengsu, all of whom also fell for it.
And how could these 'petty scoundrels' possibly withstand the anesthetic personally concocted and scattered throughout this courtyard by the mistress herself? Naturally, that's impossible, so the result is predictable!
Dong Huiying curiously peered out from behind Fengsu, only to see these people clad in black attire, their faces covered, clearly not here for anything good. And since they're not here for good, they must be here for mischief, right?
Dong Huiying chuckled, "I think you should be thankful that I'm a rather kind person, not the type to regard human life as a mere trifle. Therefore, the poison in this courtyard is only limiting your mobility and not posing a threat to your lives; otherwise, hehe..."
This laughter was cheerful, yet also extremely frightening.
