Nalan Zile's attempt to sow discord was something Nalan Mingzhu naturally understood.
However, she would never be incited to contend with Nalan Jinlian.
Nalan Mingzhu remained silent.
Nalan Zile was about to say something, but Mrs. Xu glanced back at her. Though the look was subtle, it frightened Nalan Zile.
Mrs. Xu gave a faint smile, turning to continue speaking with Mrs. Xuan and Mrs. Mu.
Mrs. Kang also glanced back at her daughter, sighing inwardly.
This foolish girl, stirring up trouble in such a public setting, if the old Marquis finds out, she will definitely be punished.
The group arrived at the warm hall; Nalan Jinlian sat beside the old Marquis, where the maids had already prepared snacks and hot soup.
Nalan Mingzhu glanced over, indeed not seeing Liao Auntie.
She took a deep breath and sat beside Nalan Zile.
"You eat!" A plate of pastries was placed in front of her.
