Yuan Bao had left, leaving behind the internally injured Gu Changsheng. However, her mansion was soon to be established, and she was still busy with matters at hand, so there wasn't much time for her to lament.
Time, like sand slipping through one's fingers, vanished in an instant.
That afternoon, in a common residence within Liuzhou City, a woman veiled in light gauze held a scroll by a window. Her hair, dark as clouds, fluttered behind her in the breeze, making her seem ethereal and serene.
A richly dressed woman in maid's attire, visibly upset, lifted the curtain to enter. Upon seeing her mistress so, she quickly suppressed her anger and bowed. "Miss."
The woman turned, and even a mere profile view was a scene of its own. Beneath her veil, her lips slightly parted, her voice clear and pleasant, "Ru Yu, you're back. Why are you so huffy?"
