Chong Ling and Chunqiu immediately accompanied Nalan Jinlian out of the Lotus Garden.
She felt unfamiliar with this residence, having no sense of direction whatsoever.
Because of this, although Nalan Jinlian didn't express it, she began to have suspicions in her heart.
Logically speaking, even with memory loss, one's own home should still feel familiar; knowing whether to turn left or right at a particular spot should be instinctive. Yet, she didn't have that awareness.
There was too much confusion.
Chong Ling and Chunqiu seemed to be quite familiar with this mansion.
The maids and old women in the residence would call them "sister" when they saw them, and were even more respectful towards Nalan Jinlian.
"Greetings, Miss!"
Nalan Jinlian nodded to indicate that formalities were unnecessary.
