Qiu Xiang carefully watched Madam Zhou's expression, knowing that her earlier words had struck a chord with her. She decided to say no more; sometimes, when you overdo it, the effect can be counterproductive.
Because, as the young lady says, people have a rebellious nature. The more you press them, the more they rebel.
By suggesting things gradually, Madam Zhou might listen more. Once the pros and cons are laid out clearly, if she's not foolish, she'll know how to weigh them.
"Madam, the medicine should be ready now. Shall I bring it for you to drink?" Qiu Xiang smiled and said, "The young lady doesn't know when she'll be back. If she sees Madam looking so frail when she returns, we maids would have to die to apologize!"
"You speak as if it's something so grave." Madam Zhou chuckled, and the sorrow between her brows dissipated a little.
