Yueyao's hand holding the poplar wood comb paused when she heard Xiang Wei mention her marriage arrangement, and her gaze drifted away. She remembered that in her past life, at this time, she had already been rejected by the Shen family, and shortly after reaching marriageable age, she was sold to Zhou Shu. Thinking of this, Yueyao's hand trembled slightly.
Xiang Wei noticed Yueyao's furrowed brows and wandering eyes, a sadness permeating her whole being. A profound look flashed in Xiang Wei's eyes; she had lost count of how many times she had seen such a scene. Xiang Wei truly did not understand—although Yueyao's previous experience in the Lian family wasn't good, it was not unforgivable, yet the occasional bouts of sadness that Yueyao emitted alarmed her. That type of sadness could only be found in those who had withstood great trials.
