Ning Xiaoxian let out a long sigh, her face expressing regret as she said, "When I first entered the courtyard, I thought you were happily surrounded by a beautiful and tender wife, not wishing to disturb such perfect harmony." She didn't argue with him about the truth of the matter, her gaze towards Mei Gu turning icy cold.
Just moments ago, she was chatting with this young girl with all smiles and endless topics, but now she abruptly turned her back on her as if she didn't recognize her. Mei Gu was nothing more than a girl under sixteen, and the chill in Ning Xiaoxian's stare made her shiver, the words of pleading reaching her lips. Suddenly remembering that He Lao would surely have a difficult time, she forcibly held back, though her eyes brimmed with tears. What she didn't know was that this appearance, seemingly on the verge of tears yet not crying out 'Master, save me', made He Lao's heart ache a hundred times more.
