"It's not like that... you're not a servant..." Yue Ling hastily waved her hands in defense, but when faced with Tao Yao's 'if it's not like that, then what is it' gaze, she was at a loss for words.
In fact, by status alone, she was indeed their servant.
Because she was a maidservant under the Taohua Immortal Monarch, and the tasks she was lent out to do were still those of a maidservant, her identity really was not much different from a servant.
However, they had never treated her as a servant.
Yue Hu had never spoken harshly to her, never looked down on her.
Even though they rarely interacted with her, it was not out of disdain, but because she always carried a cold and aloof demeanor that made them unable to approach her...
But, how could she explain that they had never truly considered her a servant?
On the surface, the facts were as such, and no amount of explanation would do—any attempt would seem pale and weak as if merely making excuses...
