Around one o'clock, there would be another update.
Every time Xing Xiuyan entered or left Jia She's East Wing Courtyard, she felt uneasy.
Half of it was due to Madam Xing's sharp, vicious manner, while the other half was because the East Wing Courtyard was not connected to the main body of Rongguo Mansion.
Thus, whenever she went to the East Wing Courtyard, she inevitably had to pass along the street in front of Rongguo Mansion.
Any female relative in Rongguo Mansion with even a little status had to ride in a carriage for those few steps, lest appearing in public damage her propriety.
But Madam Xing clearly had no intention of securing such treatment for her own niece.
And so, whenever this happened, curious gazes often followed Xing Xiuyan about.
Though there were no other improper actions, that maggot-like scrutiny alone was enough to make her uncomfortable all over.
This time was no exception.
Xing Xiuyan led Zhuan'er, the little maid Baoyu had transferred to her, out of Rongguo Mansion's side gate. They had not gone far before she felt a gaze sweep over her from her carefully arranged hair to her feet.
Faced with such brazen scrutiny, Xing Xiuyan could only pretend not to notice and secretly quicken her pace.
Fortunately, it was not far. In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Xing Xiuyan reached the pitch-black gates of the East Wing Courtyard.
Since the East Wing Courtyard was nominally still part of Rongguo Mansion, no separate side gate had been established. One simply entered and exited through the black-lacquered main gates.
Xing Xiuyan lifted her skirt with one hand and was about to step onto the stairs, finally escaping that loafer's drooling gaze, when a delicate cry suddenly came from the side. "Is