Prince Wu's Mansion.
The beginning of autumn has passed, and the weather has turned cooler.
Xia Ruyi's heat rash is gradually healing, and her health is slowly improving.
Although she is still being ostracized by the Princess Consort.
She can only eat leftovers and wear tattered clothes, still living in a lowly courtyard.
But with hope, she ultimately did not break down.
Every morning after breakfast.
Xia Ruyi carefully takes care of the pigeon sent by Hai Feng.
Pan Zhu, curious, tentatively asks.
"Mistress, where did this pigeon come from?"
Xia Ruyi glanced at her coldly.
"Picked it up from the backyard, I felt sorry for it, so I decided to take care of it. Why?"
"Do you have to report even this to your new master?"
Pan Zhu was choked into silence, bowing her head in embarrassment.
Xia Ruyi sneered sarcastically, thinking to herself:
'You cheap traitor, I knew you were up to no good from the start!'
