Standing in a corner with her maid, Daiyu, who stood a few steps away from her, Yi Huiqing calmly waited for Zhao Zhang Wei.
As Daiyu looked around to check whether the second Prince was in sight or not, she couldn't help but glance at her mistress again.
She knew that her mistress was angry at her. Even though she knew that she was not at fault, she still felt bad for making her mistress feel annoyed before the beginning of a big festival.
The thing that happened is like this.
Yesterday, she had asked her mistress to choose the dress she would wear in the banquet. However, these days her mistress seemed to be bent on learning painting and ignored her pleadings. In the end, she sighed helplessly and chose a dress for her mistress.
It was a very beautiful dress and she had thought that her mistress would praise her for having a better eye, however, never had Daiyu expected her mistress to shout at her as soon as she looked at the dress.
