Xiang Wei nodded with a smile: "Good." She used to fear that the young woman wouldn't be willing to learn, but now that she is, Xiang Wei will certainly give her unwavering support.
Yueyao continued reading and looked up to see Xiang Wei still standing beside her. She waved her hand and said: "Go tend to your own duties. The teacher has given me a box full of poetry collections, and I'm only halfway through." Xiang Wei's work was also within the courtyard, and with quite a few guards inside and outside the residence, Yueyao wasn't worried.
Two days later, Xiang Wei received news and walked over to Yueyao with a grave expression: "Young lady, those who abducted you have all been killed." All those Yueyao had interacted with had been silenced, rendering the drawings she made futile.
Yueyao wasn't surprised by this. Whether she escaped or not, even if she had been delivered to Haikou, these people would still have ended up dead: "What did the Marquis say?"
