These matters were not things that ordinary commoners like them could influence, so when Lin Yuan heard Xia Zheng mention Ma Junying's wavering stance, she couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed.
Even a young girl like Lin Yuan understood this principle. How could Liu Zhiyang, who aspired to serve in the court in the future, not grasp the ever-changing nature of political affairs?
"Cousin, you're right—I'm overthinking things."
Liu Zhiyang let out a self-deprecating laugh, shook his head, and turned back to continue packing his belongings.
Watching Liu Zhiyang's somewhat lonely figure, Lin Yuan's heart stirred. Truth be told, she also found it incredibly difficult to read Ma Junying.
Thinking back, he was once such a refined and cultured gentleman. How did he turn into the person he is now?
She still recalled overhearing a group of noble young ladies in Dong Tian discussing a scandal involving Ma Junying and Cheng Yuexiu.
