Granny Pang really could not understand and muttered inaudibly, "That shouldn't be the case… I'm just a servant."
She frowned deeply. When she frowned, it affected the wound in the back of her head again. It hurt, and her mind was in a mess.
There was nothing she could do about it.
Gu Yanfei reached out and gently pressed the acupuncture points on Granny Pang's palm twice. She changed the topic. "Granny, why did you leave the Marquis Mansion back then?"
Her voice was clear and melodious, with a soothing rhythm. It was like a spring breeze blowing across one's face, or a clear spring flowing through one's heart.
Granny Pang calmed down a little and sighed. "This was 11 years ago."
Gu Yanfei looked at her quietly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
