"Not yet!" Nanny Tong held onto her hand and whispered, "But yesterday, Chun Yan came to me crying, saying she knew she was wrong and wanted to return to serve you. She even slipped a gold bracelet into my hand, which I accepted."
Inside the vermillion lacquered, intricately carved corridor, the white lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed gently with the wind.
Bai Qingyan held a hand warmer, her expression calm and gentle.
Everyone in the Duke's residence knew why Chun Yan was moved out of Qinghui Courtyard. Naturally, no one would treat Chun Yan kindly. Without the items and silver Bai Qingyan had rewarded her with, Chun Yan probably wouldn't even have a sip of hot water to drink.
Watching as the things she owned were almost entirely stolen by those opportunistic servants, Chun Yan finally realized the benefits of Qinghui Courtyard.
