The voice, which was slightly sharp, seemed to belong to a person in the role of a butler. Whatever was being passed on, Su Nanzhi didn't catch it. She only noticed that after those words, the beauty's expression grew noticeably desolate.
"…"
Her fists clenched a little tighter.
Su Nanzhi stepped forward and directly sat across from the person, observing closely at a nearby distance.
She naturally realized this was a dream, reaching out to touch, and indeed found no substance.
Sure.
The beauty was clearly not in a good mood, and this large garden was enough to indicate the prominence of her family.
In her own dream, Su Nanzhi was more at ease and carefree. She heard some maids whispering about the affairs of the household.
"This eldest young master only knows how to play chess and the zither all day. He certainly can't be compared to the Young Master. I heard that the Young Master led troops in battle this time, captured two more cities, and again achieved…"
Su Nanzhi: "…"
