Xuexue had been wandering among commoners for more than ten years. Situ Yongjie already felt guilty about her, so in this matter, he was even less willing to let her suffer any grievance.
Situ Yongjie firmly shook his head. "No, you're just a young girl. What do you know? The rumors outside could drown you."
Xuexue stood up, walked up to him, and shook his arms with both hands, speaking coquettishly: "Oh, Father, stop talking about my matters. Aren't you planning to visit the War Prince's Mansion? Hurry up and go—it's getting late."
Only then did Situ Yongjie suddenly realize. "Yes, yes, I almost forgot."
After speaking, he turned to the Old Madam again and said, "Mother, let's go together."
The Old Madam, who was having her breakfast, raised her head in slight surprise. "I should go too?"
"If all of us go, it'll be more sincere."
The Old Madam couldn't help but laugh. "Visiting someone and it has to come with sincerity! I've lived for decades, and this is truly a first."
