Xia Xixi just had surgery, so she naturally shouldn't overexert herself.
Chi Xiaoyu didn't want to drag anyone down.
She knew that apart from herself, anyone else going against Yeh Cangqiong would be like an egg hitting a rock.
Standing in the bedroom, she stared blankly at Yeh Cangqiong's clothes in her hands.
She remembered that long ago, there were lipstick marks and perfume scent on Yeh Cangqiong's clothes from He Miner, but she didn't mind it too much at the time.
Thinking back now, there were signs between the two back then.
The whole morning, Chi Xiaoyu sat in the bedroom, sinking deeply into the sofa, holding her head in her hands.
Her mind was a mess.
Out of sheer boredom, she walked out of the palace alone.
In the plaza on the street, large screens were playing Yeh Cangqiong's recent speeches and state visits.
No matter where he went, He Miner's presence was always beside him.
