Let everything follow fate's course. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten. Perhaps by some twist of fate, she might obtain the Holy Water from Divine Sword Island.
The weather was very cold, and the brazier in the room had already been lit.
Sitting lazily on the couch padded with several soft cushions, Feng Yueya was embroidering a cap for the baby.
Nanny Zhou, Xiao Yun, and Caihe sat beside her, each holding a piece of embroidery in their hands.
The three of them were responsible for taking care of Feng Yueya, so they had few tasks.
Whenever they were free, they would follow her in doing embroidery work, sharing experiences while they worked.
After a while, a maid came to report that a woman claiming to know the Prince had come to the entrance of the Prince Manor, wanting to see the Prince but was being stopped and not allowed to enter.
Feng Yueya paused her work in confusion, "Did she say what her name is?"
