Princess Nanzhang gave a cold smile.
This is the Duke Mansion, not Qingyun Mountain, and certainly not Feihu Village.
She can't have her way here!
Princess Nanzhang, with a chilly gaze, gave a few instructions, and Mrs. Zhao responded with a smile.
Inside the bamboo house, Xie Jingchen was reading.
He looked at the sky outside the window; it was almost time for dinner.
In the past, maids would come to remind him, but Su Jin didn't allow maids to freely enter and leave the backyard, so they didn't dare to come in.
He set the book down and asked the Hidden Guard, "What is she busy with?"
"Eldest Young Madam is grinding charcoal into powder," the Hidden Guard's voice lingered a bit.
"..."
Eldest Young Madam is not just saying it for fun.
She's serious about it.
The maid felt that grinding was tiring, suggesting it was better to use it directly.
Eldest Young Madam said that grinding it into powder wouldn't harm the skin and the finer, the better.
