Lin Jixue wanted to go pay her respects. If Mei Wanying hadn't been there, the mama wouldn't have stopped her.
After all, she had come to the Capital City for a prospective marriage meeting with Xun. They were bound to meet sooner or later.
Today's situation was unique, and since the mama didn't know Lin Jixue's temperament, she was afraid the girl might offend her distinguished guests.
Her plan was to take the girl to the guest courtyard first, give her some thorough instructions, and then let her meet Mei Wanying and the Little Prince next time.
"Miss Lin," she said, "why don't you go to the guest courtyard and rest your feet first? Her Ladyship will formally introduce you to the young master at the family banquet. There's no need to rush."
The mama's initial deference had vanished, her tone now familiar. Lin Jixue's heart skipped a beat.
'Did I say something wrong? Did I displease her?'
Feeling nervous, she subconsciously squeezed the handkerchief in her hand.
