The maid supported Lady Wangyue into the washroom.
A fearless guard decapitated all the heads, placed them in a paper box, and took them out.
Then several maids cleaned the room.
The bed was dripping with bloodstains, and the bed sheets, covers, and everything were beyond use.
But during the tidying up, a maid whispered, "What's this... a strange smell."
Someone nearby sniffed twice, "What smell?"
"Urine... a rancid... scent."
"Shh... don't talk about it, do you want to die..."
"Alright, alright, I won't talk, definitely won't say a word... I just didn't expect..."
"Stop talking, just keep it to yourself..."
"Ugh, disgusting."
...
After freshening up, Lady Wangyue regained her usual noblewoman's appearance.
Her clothes were proper and attractive, her hair was immaculately groomed, and her makeup was exquisitely perfect.
