Feng Qing's face instantly reddened as she knelt to beg for forgiveness. "Yes, I deserve to die!"
Yun Dan helped her out with treatment. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating a pair of fair and delicate hands. She gently moved her fingers, and the sunlight danced on her fingertips with nimble grace.
Her lips, resembling cherry blossoms, curved slightly. "Su Yingxue should be an interesting woman."
Su Yingxue found a side hall and delved into her mother's handwritten letters, reading more about Qi State.
Two hours later, Aunt Jing Fang came to find her and conveyed, "The Eldest Princess mentioned feeling tired and won't be seeing Miss today."
Su Yingxue nodded. "Alright, I'll come again tomorrow."
"Miss has worked hard. The Eldest Princess has a temper, but Miss need not take it to heart," Aunt Jing Fang advised.
