"What is the point of dragging her back out," she said lightly, "when she is already standing here?"
Her tone was so matter-of-fact that the guards all froze for a moment.
Yes.
That was true.
She was already here.
If they dragged her back out now, would they then drag her in again later to hear her nonsense properly? That would be even more troublesome.
The guards immediately felt that their young miss's words were very reasonable.
Then Bai Lingling turned her eyes toward them again and added, "Let her go."
The two guards hesitated only half a breath before releasing the woman and stepping back.
Yun Peilan pulled herself upright at once and smoothed her sleeves with the offended dignity of someone who believed she had just been insulted by ignorant underlings who did not understand proper family hierarchy.
Inside, she also felt something else.
Confidence.
A very old confidence.
Because in her mind, Yun Qingqing was still Yun Qingqing.
