Shui Qianqian waved her hand to dismiss everyone. She didn't want anyone to constantly keep an eye on her.
She looked at her hand and thought that she must have looked exceptionally elegant while eating earlier.
When she just returned to Country M, everyone commented that she was too uncouth. One of her best friends defended her that she was being authentic. But here at the palace, she was deemed uncultured.
After that, she slowly changed all of her habits and became more demure and graceful.
The others may envy her status as well as her engagement to the handsome prime minister, Rong Jin. But who would have imagined that she had her own sorrows too?
Thinking of her past, Shui Qianqian's heart began to ache. She missed the old times.
As her heart throbbed, the gunshot wound on her chest ached too. She suppressed a few coughs and slowly walked to the mirror.
