Song Ci and Commandery Princess Dongyang slipped out of the theater pavilion. As for Madam, she stayed behind to bond with the future in-laws and take the opportunity to inquire about her brother-in-law's marriage prospects, as she had no choice with such an unreliable mother-in-law.
"Phew, I was suffocating." Song Ci walked in the garden, exhaling a long breath, as if the plaintive and mournful tunes of the actor were still echoing around her.
Niu Pan'er held her hand and said, "If you really don't enjoy the opera, you could have left early. The Duke Mansion is vast; there's no harm in taking a stroll."
"Is it bigger than your family's Prince Mansion?" Song Ci asked curiously.
