"Don't fuss. You sit too." The General's wife took a seat, her eyes fixed on Xi Fengying, just like the other concubines.
What Xi Fengying had said today convinced her that the woman was dangerous. If she acted impulsively, the General's Manor would surely be dragged into it.
Xi Fengying gazed at the room full of women, her head already starting to ache.
Before, only two or three of them took turns watching her. Now, it seemed they had all crammed themselves into the room.
'My conditions weren't met, the fragile friendship I worked so hard to build with the concubines is gone, and on top of it all, I'm being stared down by all these eyes. This is just too much.'
Huaihua and Ye Qianning walked out the door and, from a distance, saw Helian Chen standing with his hands clasped behind his back, craning his neck to peer into the courtyard.
Ye Qianning trotted over. "Why didn't you come in?"
