Wen Qiao coaxed her, "A gentleman's revenge is not too late even after ten years, don't be mad, don't be mad. Now, breathe in! Breathe out!"
Jiang Yao actually followed Wen Qiao's breathing rhythm for a while but still felt a bout of frustration stuck in her chest. "No, I can't calm down. Wait for me, I'm going to dig up some dirt on her and spread it, just to give her a headache too."
"Don't try to persuade me," Jiang Yao preemptively stopped Wen Qiao, blocking whatever she was about to say next, "Even if it turns out it wasn't her doing, just for the fact she came to provoke you, I have to return the favor. You are the Empress, and she can't even compare to a concubine, jumping around causing chaos."
Wen Qiao: "...."
