'No need to be impatient, the time will surely come.'
Concubine Qu, Qu Fei Jiao, was calming herself when she sensed someone looking in her direction. She raised her head and saw Nan Hua, who was supposed to be drinking tea quietly had already turned to look in her direction.
Her black obsidian eyes looked like the abyss, sucking her deep.
Chills break out on her back but after she blinked her eyes, all she could see was the young girl who had already returned to sip the tea quietly.
'Am I imagining things again?'
"Fei Jiao, you…"
"Huh?" Qu Fei Jiao turned her head and immediately noticed that at some unknown point of time, a part of her dress was torn. Her face turned dark as she looked around. Some noble ladies were already pointing finger at her as the tear was a bit big.
"I'll get changed."
Qu Fei Jiao quickly stood up and called her maidservant. Luckily, she always asked the servants to bring a change of clothing for her.
