章 117: Chapter 117: Tearing Off the Mask

Duke of Jing Ci took a step forward, his cane discarded as well.

Xing Yu was taken aback and now sensed something amiss, slowly stepping in front of Zheng Nianru to guard her. Fu Dong and Nian Xia turned pale, their fear silencing their screams.

Zheng Nianru sighed inwardly. Her maids were indeed loyal, but they often failed her at critical moments, and cleverness or agility was even further from their grasp. Otherwise, she wouldn't have repeatedly exposed her plans until things were beyond saving, forcing her to consider suicide as the only way out.

It wasn't that Zheng Nianru disliked these girls. In fact, everyone who followed her ended up meeting a bad end. The only one left, Fu Dong, would probably not have many good days left after her death either.

What was the point in thinking about this now?

Seeing Zheng Nianru calm down in front of him, the Duke of Jing Ci thought, very good, this was the true face of this woman, wasn't it?