Song Yunzhao found listening to the storyteller boring. The storytellers at the traveling palace all told the same old tales, none as fresh or interesting as the storybooks in the Capital City.
It was better than nothing, just a way to pass the time.
She could feel Feng Yi's gaze landing on her from time to time, but she pretended to be so engrossed in the story that she didn't notice.
'Yes, both He Lan Yun and Xie Linlang have been injured. My reputation for being domineering and fiercely protective is probably a bit too well-known, and now everyone inside and outside the traveling palace is watching to see what I'll do.'
'Why should I be the monkey performing on a stage for everyone else's entertainment?'
She wouldn't make a sound, wouldn't do anything, and wouldn't hold anyone accountable. She would just wait for Marchioness Yongjia to clear her daughter's name.
'This time, I'll see what kind of trouble this incident stirs up without me muddying the waters!'
