Qiuye's delicate body trembled, a layer of mist filled her eyes as she nodded gently, "Qiuye understands."
Dong Xue wanted to speak but stopped when she saw her older sister giving her a look, so she closed her mouth.
"You think I'm breaking up a pair of lovers," Jiang Yi tugged at her lips wearily and massaged her pale forehead, "Everyone leave for now."
The four ladies exchanged glances and walked out of the room.
Upon arriving in the courtyard, seeing Qiuye's low spirits, Chun Yu comforted her:
"There's no need to be sad, little sister. The lady loves you the most, she's just afraid that you might suffer at Jiang Mo's, hesitant to make a decision. Things will get better after some time."
Dong Xue nodded repeatedly, "Exactly, exactly, I'll marry over with you when the time comes."
Smack!
The young girl received a smack on the head.
