Song Yunzhao had been waiting for Feng Yi to say something about the beauties from the Southern Border, but he never did. She was anxious at first, but as Feng Yi continued to visit Wangyou Palace daily to dine with her—and even stay the night when court affairs were light—he treated her just as he always had. There was absolutely no change in his words or behavior.
She felt that something was not quite right, but for the moment, she couldn't figure out what it was.
However, there was one thing she knew for sure: if someone was determined to have a change of heart, not even ghosts could stop them, let alone another person.
That being the case, she decided to just let it go.
'Whatever happens, happens.'
The moment she relaxed, it was as if the sky was bluer and the water clearer. The storybooks she read seemed more interesting, and she even found the time to write a few stories for Xie Jinshu, earning another tidy sum.
Her life suddenly seemed much brighter.
