Madam Gan nodded, seeing Madam Xiao's argument was reasonable.
On the terrace at the back of the tower ship, Wu Mi sat gracefully in a sandalwood chair. Besides the mansion's young ladies, Xu Ying and Chu Ran were there too, but without exception, they were all standing.
The river wind blew onto their faces as they gazed at the evening glow on the horizon.
Initially somewhat tense, Madam Xiao and Madam Gan relaxed slightly upon seeing Xu Ying and Chu Ran.
"I am Xiao Qiang."
"I am Gan Qin."
"Greetings, Princess Consort Wei."
Madam Xiao and Madam Gan, both a generation older than Wu Mi, bowed humbly and politely to her.
"No need to bow," Wu Mi said with a smile, raising her hand slightly, then continued, "Someone, serve the tea."
After speaking, she no longer paid attention to them and started chatting with Han Anniang and the others.
After all, they were merely outsiders, so Wu Mi's warmth was moderate.
