The crowd gradually backed away, but as they left, their gazes towards Bai Xiyue and her servant carried a hint of a different meaning. Once everyone in the main hall had departed, Mu Lianrong turned to Bai Xiyue and said with a subtle meaning, "Xiyue, Aunt has watched you grow up. In Aunt's heart, you've always been that innocent, caring good girl. This matter is over now. You're still injured, so go back and rest."
After she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Lv Zhi with a touch of coldness: "Lv Zhi, it's your responsibility to consider your mistress's welfare. But you must understand the role of a maid."
"Aunt, it was Xiyue who was overthinking." Bai Xiyue stood up softly, tears in her eyes.
Mu Lianrong looked at her, silent and contemplative.
After a brief pause, she sighed lightly and left the main hall.
"Miss." As Mu Lianrong departed, Lv Zhi then stood up and approached Bai Xiyue.
