Fu Shuying came back to her senses, quickly adjusted her expression, and showed a gentle but helpless smile.
She then lowered her eyes and said softly, with a hint of grievance in her voice, "Aunt, as long as I can stay with you, I am already satisfied. If you hadn't taken me in, I don't know what would have happened to me when my parents died."
Looking at her niece's sad face, Old Madam Xie was angry with her son again. She sighed and said, "Let's not talk about this sad topic anymore. Let's go in and prepare for the royal banquet tonight."
Fu Shuying nodded obediently and helped Old Madam Xie into the house, followed by other female relatives and servants of the Xie family. While Old Madam Xie and the members of the Xie family were busy preparing for tonight's banquet, Xie Yanghui had already bathed and changed clothes.
As soon as he entered the study, the housekeeper came over and said, "Lao Ye, a secret letter has just arrived from the north."
