Madam Jiang!
Tong Xiyan suddenly found it amusing. Once, that title belonged to her, but now it has fallen on another woman. Looking at her well-behaved and sensible appearance, she must surely win over Old Madam Jiang's favor, and he must like her as well.
She shook her head mockingly, wondering why she was thinking about this now. Everything had passed; she was mourning the past alone with tears. He probably no longer even remembered what she looked like.
"Miss!" Daiju tentatively asked, "If you're not feeling well, why don't we tell Fourth Madam and return to the mansion first?"
Tong Xiyan's heart stirred as she wanted to go back, but she wondered if leaving now would seem like she was fleeing in disgrace in other people's eyes.
