Third Miss Fang Jinxiu was not in her room, but pouring over the exchange firm receipts with Second Miss Fang Yuxiu .
This was a daily activity of the young misses of the Fang Family. They were not studying feminine arts or the four arts of zither, Go, calligraphy, and painting. Rather, they were learning about the business of the exchange firm.
Young servant girls stood by the window chattering about how everybody was not allowed to go in the garden after Miss Jun had insulted Young Master there. Naturally, the news reached Fang Jinxiu’s ears.
Fang Jinxiu threw the book she was holding on the table and scampered off the bed. Fang Yuxiu hurried to grab her.
“Mother has already passed her judgement, do not go and cause a mess,” she said, looking at the window. “That servant girl is Concubine Yuan’s.”
There were somethings that she wanted to say, but couldn’t. After all, Concubine Yuan wanted to wholeheartedly protect her birth mother.
