Just then, footsteps came from behind Bai Junjun.
"Oh, look at this figure, I thought it was someone else."
Upon hearing this, Bai Junjun turned around and saw a rather lavishly dressed woman approaching slowly, supported by a maid on each side, looking as though she were several months pregnant, yet her belly was perfectly flat.
Bai Junjun glanced at the woman, who knew how to put on airs, and quickly remembered. Wasn’t this one of the concubines she had seen that day in Wenren Pingting’s courtyard?
Bai Junjun stood silently, just waiting to see what she would do.
The woman did not disappoint Bai Junjun and playfully hooked her lips.
"We met in a rush that day, I didn’t recognize you. It’s you, Bai Junjun."
"?" Bai Junjun still looked confused as she gazed at her as if pondering her name.
Li Yanran was already accustomed to Bai Junjun’s expression, and came towards her smilingly, "You really haven’t changed, still acting so superior, never putting anyone in your eyes.
Your status seems different now."
As she spoke, Li Yanran pointed her finely rouged finger repeatedly at Bai Junjun’s shoulder.
"At this moment, your Bai Yang Clan has fallen. You are nothing but a daughter who has lost great power, even surviving only by wagging your tail for mercy under Wenren Pingting. It’s truly pitiful.
Just as Li Yanran was about to deride Bai Junjun further and elevate herself, the next second, Bai Junjun made a move. Li Yanran found her body out of control, spinning around, and with a splash, she fell into the lotus pond.
The two maids supporting her screamed in panic as they watched their mistress suddenly get tossed into the water by an over-the-shoulder throw.
As Li Yanran dropped into the water like a drowned rat, her clothes and jewelry completely disarrayed, the carp in the pond scattered in fright, leaving only her floundering in the water with her silk dresses, appearing both pitiful and desolate.
Li Yanran floundered and screamed frantically, looking lost and helpless with her face pale and full of despair.
The two maids hurriedly jumped into the water to rescue her.
Yet only then did they realize that the water barely reached their thighs, hardly deep at all.
Li Yanran felt a tremendous humiliation, glaring fiercely at the people on shore, wishing she could drag them down to die with her.
At this moment, Bai Junjun stood by the edge of the pond, looking at her leisurely, "Sorry, I especially hate it when people touch me without permission."
"You’re insane! Do you know who I am?" Li Yanran shouted furiously.
"Hmm, I just remembered." Bai Junjun nodded seriously, "You are Li Yanran, the second daughter of the uncle of the Minister of Rites, now the Consort of Prince Hanying?"
"Knowing that, you still dare to offend me? Do you know your own status!" Li Yanran said as she struggled forward, determined to drag the arrogantly standing woman into the water.
Just then, behind Bai Junjun, a stern reprimand was heard once again.
"What are you doing!"
It was Wenren Pingting and a group of noble ladies.
At this moment, the noble ladies whispered among themselves, eyeing the scene before them.
Li Yanran, being judged and criticized , was even more furious and wished she could tear Bai Junjun apart.
She climbed out of the pond grievously, "Sister, this detestable wench Bai Junjun dared to assault me from below her station."
"Assault?" The group of noble ladies couldn’t help but step back, their faces filled with fear.
Wenren Pingting, however, remained unmoved, her face cold as she looked at her, "What are you doing here."