Gu Yanfei was certain that this was not the death scene of a serious illness.
"Second Lady." The servant hurried over and greeted her carefully. "The wind was a little strong just now. Are you frightened?"
Behind her was a little girl in her teens, a big smile on her delicate, round face.
"I'm fine," Gu Yanfei said calmly. Her pupils constricted as she glanced at the two of them.
Both mother and daughter looked like they were about to die.
The wind swept up the snow and landed on Gu Yanfei's black hair, which was half tied and half draped. It was like crystals decorated her hair.
The servant took a few steps forward and came to Juan Bi's side. She squeezed out an unnatural smile and reported, "Miss, there's a family who wants to stay overnight because of the heavy snow on the road. My husband agreed and arranged for them to stay in the guest courtyard in the west."
Her husband was Steward Huang of the manor.
