Ning Yue frowned. No wonder her master liked to travel around. So he was rejecting the invitation to the palace.
"Did Master have any conflict with the palace?" Ning Yue asked.
"There's no conflict. Your master just doesn't like how hypocritical the people in the palace are," Jiang Ying said.
This was indeed in line with Master's personality.
Ning Yue didn't say anything else, and the two of them fell silent.
At this moment, a servant from Jiang Ying's residence walked over with a serious expression. "Miss Ning, that servant girl has woken up. She keeps saying that she wants to leave."
"Take me there. Also, get someone to prepare a brush and paper." Without another word, Ning Yue followed the servant to the servant girl's guest room.
Ning Yue gestured at the servant girl. She asked if the servant girl knew how to write, and the servant girl said that she did.
