Concubine Su!
Concubine Yuan let go of the lapels, immediately looking at Concubine Su with an incredulous expression.
Fang Jinxiu felt like there was thunder in her head; she couldn’t hear anything.
Old Lady Fang had stopped in front of them and then had singled out Concubine Su.
What did this mean?
Perhaps it was just lucky coincidence that it was Concubine Su. Or maybe Old Lady liked Concubine Su the best out of the three, so she spoke to her. Actually, maybe there was no other meaning.
Yes, it must be like this.
Concubine Yuan looked at Concubine Su instinctively.
Concubine Su finally lifted her head.
"I don’t really understand," she said woodenly.
It was over.
Concubine Yuan lowered her head and shut her eyes.
The room was deathly silent.
Lingzhi stopped sobbing. Her face was pale and she was both terrified and unfocused. She didn’t know what had just happened.
