Shen Shuyun followed Yan Wanqing back home, her heart racing with fear.
The turmoil that had once raged in her heart had settled down over the journey and had now vanished, leaving only trepidation behind.
Yan Wanqing was so clever; she was truly worried that her little trick had been seen through.
But throughout the journey, Yan Wanqing did not initiate a single conversation with her.
This silent silence made Shen Shuyun so afraid she swallowed hard.
It wasn't until they entered the inner chamber and she saw Yan Wanqing proceed to the bedroom without looking back, instructing Cong Ge to start preparing the bathwater, that she didn't recover her composure.
"What are you staring at?" Cong Ge walked past her, pulling her aside to avoid the maids carrying water basins from bumping into her.
With this tug, Shen Shuyun stumbled, as if she was suddenly snapped awake from a deep dream.
"I, I-I, Miss, Miss she..."
