Imperial Concubine Zhenmin was reluctant to give in.
She glared at Su Rong, gnashing her teeth, "If I let them go, you have to release me too."
Su Rong sighed, "Why doesn't Your Highness understand? Opportunities only come once. Once lost, you can't recover it." Before her words could land, she threw her gold needle at the few black-clothed men, seizing the Duchess and others. Despite their precautions, they couldn't avoid it and fell to the ground.
The Duchess and the six young ladies were pale, but they understood Su Rong was rescuing them. Their hands and feet were bound, making it difficult for them to walk, so they cleverly lay on the ground and rolled to Su Rong.
Rolling was faster than walking.
Before anyone could react, they had already rolled far away.
In an instant, not only was Imperial Concubine Zhenmin shocked, but Su Rong was also caught off guard.