In the firewood shed, a series of thuds and crackles echoed.
The furious roaring of Dongfang Li was incessant.
He had been causing havoc for a full hour, and no one at the Princess' Mansion dared to approach.
"Open the door."
Nalan Yan'er slightly nodded to the house servant beside her.
"Crown Princess Consort, you can't go in."
Aunt Xue hurriedly stopped her.
Dongfang Li's condition, as if possessed by a demon, might harm the Crown Princess Consort if she entered.
Nalan Yan'er just smiled faintly, causing Aunt Xue to be at a loss for words and hurriedly open the door of the firewood shed.
As soon as the door was opened, a dark figure rushed out.
Dongfang Li was enveloped in a malicious aura, and the ropes on his body had already been broken by him.
His eyes were blood-red, his hair messy, his exquisite brocade robe was torn and tattered, his handsome face was twisted grotesquely.
He saw a figure swaying before him and lunged at it.
"Be careful, Crown Princess Consort."
