Definitely!
When Lai Qinghuan arrived, she did not inform Mu Jingxi in advance, so the sentries let her enter unobstructed.
She headed straight for the West Wing with a presence that shone brightly, as if she owned the place.
As she stepped inside, the servants saw her, "Miss Lai, you've come. The Third Young Master isn't here."
"I'm looking for Qiao An."
Lai Qinghuan scanned the hall and, not seeing Qiao An, raised an eyebrow slightly, "Is she upstairs?"
"Yes, Miss Qiao is upstairs."
The hesitant look of the servants made Lai Qinghuan think that Qiao An was having another episode, going mad.
Just as she reached the top of the stairs, a vase flew at her head-on.
Lai Qinghuan narrowly avoided the vase; she dodged to one side and looked at Qiao An.
The disheveled woman was wearing a loose-fitting robe, looking every bit the madwoman.
