Mu Shuang's mother, Ms. Fan, asked, "How is this related to Rongqing? Could it be that Rongqing caused some trouble?"
Hearing this, Mu Shuang shrank her neck, thinking how sharp her mother's instincts were.
"Maybe," Mu Shuang responded vaguely, "I heard the servants talking about some Xiaoyu."
"Xiaoyu, who is this again?"
Mu Shuang waved her hand, "I don't know, I didn't ask. Who knows who, anyway?" she said with a yawn, "Mother, Aunt, I'll return to my courtyard first. I woke up too early this morning and haven't had enough sleep."
Dongyang noticed the dark circles under her eyes and nodded, "Then go ahead. Let the maid serve you some ginseng soup before you sleep."
"Ah, thank you, Aunt," Mu Shuang curtsied and said, "Mother, Cousin-in-law, I'll take my leave."
Qi Yunqiao watched her leaving back with a thoughtful look.
Resting her chin on her hand, she thought to herself, there's something off about this little sister-in-law.
The way she spoke and her gait seemed unusual.
