Floating in mid-air, Ye Zao looked at the familiar person in front of her and cracked a smile.
She thought, this person is really interesting, pretending so convincingly in front of a little maid like Hong Tao.
Not revealing the slightest difference.
She imagined, she must be a very formidable person; perhaps she really could live on?
Ye Zao floated above the beam, watching the woman lying on the bed below.
The same pale and haggard face, yet somehow different, she saw that 'Ye Zao' spent Silver, instructing Hong Tao to improve her meals.
In truth, she did have some Silver, Qi Tai had left behind a hundred taels—not much, but something to use.
In the half year at the house, the monthly allowance Silver had accumulated, although it was deducted, it was still there.
It's just that before, she didn't want to live like this.
She sighed, wondering as she hovered on the beam, was she not smart enough? Or was it that she didn't have the confidence to survive?
