As she spoke, Lady Shih's expression revealed an unmistakable sense of grievance.
Sister Qing did not say much, but smiled, patted her hand, and left.
Lady Shih, with Zhaoer in tow, returned to the Crimson Moon Pavilion.
They had not even entered when she saw from a distance that Palace Attendants were busily coming in and out. Ying Yue, the Noble Consort's Senior Palace Maid, stood outside holding an umbrella, ordering the Palace Attendants around as they carried items to and fro.
Upon seeing her return, Ying Yue quickly came to greet her.
"Lady Shih!"
Shih Wanying instinctively stepped back, surprised. "Ying... Ying Yue, what brings you here?"
