The night deepened.
Ji Ruyan raised her head to look at the moon and calculated the time, Luo Shunchen should have almost brought Consort Jing to the palace by now.
At this moment, she hadn't come out yet, and Ji Ruyan hoped that nothing had gone wrong.
Somewhat uneasy, Ji Ruyan fiddled with the teacup in her hand, lost in thought, when a shrill female voice rang in her ear, "Are you Ji Ruyan?"
The voice sounded familiar; Ji Ruyan didn't need to look up to know who it was.
It was none other than Gu Bilin.
With a slight lift of her eyelids, Ji Ruyan gave her a faint glance, "I wonder what Miss Gu has to teach me?"
Gu Bilin showed a look of disdain, "How can you, a criminal's daughter, still have the face to stand here? If I were you, I would have been so ashamed that I'd stay behind closed doors!"
"That's you, not me. Why should you impose your views on someone else?"
