Dong Mei hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I will act according to your words, but you must promise not to harm Ye You."
The person in the dark chuckled lightly and said tenderly, "I like him so much, how could I bear to hurt him? I only want Qin Sisi dead."
After a pause, she continued, "Actually, we are the same, loving Ye You and hating Qin Sisi. You don't need to guard against me; my love for Ye You is absolutely no less than yours."
Dong Mei's expression relaxed a little, she nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go deliver it to Ye You now, be careful yourself."
Having finished speaking, she took the newly sewn garment from the bed, held it with her only hand, and slowly walked out of the room towards the door.
A gust of night wind blew in, causing the empty sleeve to flutter ghost-like as if rootless.
