"Step back, I am not hungry."
Ji Mingyue waited quietly as the two maids, Ziyan and Moxiang, came in, looking at the tray they held.
The dishes were indeed sumptuous, all the seasonal fruits and vegetables she loved, and they even thoughtfully prepared a bottle of fruit wine.
If she hadn't reached the realm of the "The Moon Rises Over the Sea," the Third Layer of the Celestial Heart Bright Moon Sword, she might have missed the strangeness within.
She would never have heard so many secrets.
Knowing that her father, after all, never truly considered her, his daughter, important. The affection during her childhood might have just been him treating her as an amusing toy, fulfilling his sense of satisfaction as a father having a daughter.
"Seemingly affectionate, yet often heartless."
The lonely figure of her mother occasionally murmuring to the moon reappeared before Ji Mingyue's eyes.
