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Lanxin's lips curled into a pout of disdain. "If Consort De truly felt concerned for you, she should have come herself to check on your well-being.
That would have seemed sincere. But instead, she sends her maid to pry into every detail like a thief in the dark. Mistress, what do you think she means by this? Why is she so desperate to know?"
Mei Liang and Cuiyu exchanged a glance, both silently agreeing with Lanxin's words. If Consort De had truly been concerned for her well-being, she would have come in person the moment she heard about the injury.
Instead, she sent her maids to sneak into her courtyard, prying into matters that did not concern them. Such behavior hardly showed concern for her injury—it seemed to be driven by something else entirely.
