But she had misunderstood herself.
Everything was due to the fact that their posture just a moment ago was too ambiguous, and her concerned heart led her to confusion.
However…
Did she really have to shed her clothes and accept her master's treatment?
Biting her lip tightly, she hesitated, unsure of what to do, but soon she saw her master's gentle gaze and her junior sister's labored breathing.
The road to becoming the mistress was long and full of obstacles.
She was slow-witted, the only things she had at her disposal were the sword in her hand to clear obstacles for her master and her stubborn, unyielding heart.
And yet, her junior sister was the hall master of Chunqing Hall, accustomed to the love affairs of the world, and well-versed in all sorts of schemes.
If she hesitated, her master could very likely be snatched away by her fourth junior sister.
Thus, she had to advance resolutely, always considering whether this was her only chance in life.
