An extremely clear cracking sound, like a needle, suddenly pierced the originally harmonious afternoon atmosphere in the Royal Garden.
The sound came from Su Yunqi's feet.
The white-glazed porcelain bowl with gold embroidery and two ears was originally a gift given by the noble concubine Yao to the new beautiful ladies. The body of the bowl is as thin as a cicada's wing, with a warm halo flowing under the sunlight. The entwining lotus flowers painted on the wall of the bowl are even more lifelike, made by the skilled craftsmen of the palace. At this moment, it turned into dozens of sharp fragments, scattered on the path paved with bluestones, and a few fragments even splashed into the nearby aqueduct, causing small ripples.
"Ouch!"
"How could this happen? This is a reward from the imperial concubine!"
"Su Yunqi, you..."
The surrounding showgirls exploded instantly, with exclamations, questions, and gasps of gloating mixed together. They looked at Su Yunqi, their eyes full of complex emotions. Some people sympathized, but more of them were excited to watch the fun.
Su Yunqi did not apologize immediately.
