Feng Fuce's faint voice, accompanied by the heavy rain, drifted over.
"Hmm, so, the concubine he took stole the Lady's child. This matter itself is problematic."
Zhi'er suddenly remembered: "Yes, without the Fan Family's agreement, Master Ke would definitely not dare to take a concubine."
"Since he did take a concubine, it shows that it was approved by the Governor's Wife. Yet such a concubine had the audacity to steal a child and attempt to flee from Yuzhou where the Fan Family's influence is pervasive—it's truly peculiar."
As she spoke, she had been struggling with the straps for quite some time.
Zhi'er was somewhat annoyed; she plopped down on the chair, exhaled, and muttered quietly: "Annoying! It's really hard to wear."
Feng Fuce at the door heard her grumbling: "What's the matter?"
Zhi'er replied: "It's nothing, I'll change to another outfit, this one is hard to wear."
