Liang Wan stepped over the shattered porcelain and headed out the door. Qiuxi looked at the debris on the floor with heartache. Such a perfectly good white porcelain vase, ruined just like that. She felt that the Lady's mind was truly becoming more and more incomprehensible. After giving the young maid a few brief instructions, Qiuxi chased after her out the door.
Right after lunch, Liang Jiao had ordered someone to move a spring bench into the small courtyard so she could bask in the sun. Just as she was feeling drowsy, she heard voices outside the courtyard. She immediately pulled off the gauze scarf covering her face, widened her eyes, and leaned forward to look outside. The bamboo shadows were thick, making it hard to see clearly, but as soon as she heard the voice, she knew it was Liang Wan!
"My Lady, please wait for me in the carriage!"
"Alright, hurry up!"
