Tian Lanfen looked at her niece, now clean and refreshed, and patted her hand. "Don't worry, your aunt will get justice for you. If you and your mother need anything, just ask. Don't stand on ceremony with me."
Tian Mi looked down at her ill-fitting clothes—hand-me-downs from her cousin. "Auntie, look, these clothes are too big for me. Could you have someone send some ready-made clothes over first?"
Tian Lanfen said, "Of course. Our dear Mi can have whatever she wants."
Lady Tian watched the touching scene between aunt and niece from the side, saying nothing of her own needs.
Only when Tian Lanfen was about to leave did Lady Tian take out a handkerchief and dab at the corners of her eyes. "I wonder if my husband has clean clothes to wear or a warm meal to eat at this moment."
Tian Lanfen lowered her eyes, her thoughts unreadable. After ensuring the Tian mother and daughter were settled, she departed in a hurry with her attendants.
