C1117 The Lady Marshal's Reversal

Yue Xi's slender finger pointed at the security guards behind her. "Let them help!"

Maidservant led the security guards out. In less than the time it took to make a cup of tea, she had already brought the soldiers back. Her face was full of hesitation. "Madam, outside …"

Yue Xi raised her eyebrows. Seeing the troubled expression on Maidservant's face