Madam Qi did not mind the saliva on the little girl's small hands and ate it in one bite. Then, she looked at the little girl's fair and tender face, covered with pastry crumbs, and laughed as she wiped Bai Wanqing's mouth with a handkerchief, showering her with love.
Behind Madam Qi sat a plump nanny, approximately in her early fifties, wearing a dark green silk with gold speckles. Although she was smiling while talking to Fifth Madam of the Qi family, she couldn't help but wipe her tears constantly.
"Alright, nanny! See, I'm doing just fine!" Fifth Madam of the Qi family consoled, "I told them that being injured during the birth of the eighth sister was a ruse, or else they would surely speak evil. Don't cry, nanny."
"Oh! Oh!" The nanny, with red-rimmed eyes, dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, responding repeatedly, "Old lady knows! Knows! I am just happy to see the lady!"
