The young maid beside her echoed, "Yes, yes, the eldest miss is right. The Second Miss shouldn't talk nonsense. Quickly, peh-peh-peh, that's what we do in the countryside, say something unlucky and peh twice, then it's fine."
Situ Qinger also felt like everything was going wrong today, constantly saying the wrong things, truly unlucky. Plus, she was so nervous about the Fourth Prince that she obediently did as the young maid suggested and peh'd a few times.
Situ Xuexue secretly snickered in her heart; peh-ing won't help. I'll let you be happy for a while, but you'll know misery soon enough.
The young maid paced anxiously around the room, seeming very worried.
Situ Qinger's head was spinning: "Xiao Qiu, stop pacing, you're giving me a headache."
The young maid said, "Oh my! It's almost noon, the Fourth Prince's wedding procession should be arriving soon, right?"
Situ Xuexue laughed, "Second Sister isn't anxious, so why are you, a little maid, worried?"
