Mrs. Wang saw it in her eyes, and her maid also saw through Ruan Jiao's intentions.
"Madame, now that Aunt Chen is gone, Aunt Ruan is busy currying favor with the old madam. Should we..."
"Don't mind her, just a concubine, she can't cause much trouble. As long as she doesn't target Feng, let her be. Someone will deal with her."
The old Madam Li has distant relatives in Wuheng, also exiled there two years ago, and many in the mansion are aware of this.
So on the journey, everyone is eager to please the old madam so that when they arrive in Wuheng, someone will look after them.
When daylight came, it started to snow heavily again.
Exhausted and hungry, they had to stop. Everyone went to gather firewood, while Ruan Mian directly lit a charcoal fire and took out a few meat buns to steam on the stove.
Then she walked into the woods and found a few lacquer trees, extracting some sap with a sharp dagger from the branches.
