"Miss."
A servant gestured forward.
"This way."
"Mm."
Zhou Ruxuan nodded. As the two crossed a courtyard, the faint sound of crying drifted from within.
"This is Ying'er's courtyard, isn't it?"
She paused for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
"In response to your question, Miss," the servant said, bowing his head. "Miss Ying'er is to be married into the An family of Waang City soon. I imagine she's upset about leaving her family."
"Married off..." A look of confusion crossed Zhou Ruxuan's face. "How old is she?"
"Ah, that's right. Ying'er is already sixteen this year. She's reached the age for marriage discussions."
The servant agreed.
"Aunt Xuan!"
Just then, a boy of about ten ran over, glaring at Zhou Ruxuan with furious eyes.
"You're the one who stole my big brother's spot to enter the Profound Ice Cave, aren't you?"
