Nanny Wu was so sharp, Steward Shen was no ordinary man either, and Ye Shaoxuan was even more clever.
There were probably no fools in Flying Eagle Fortress. One careless move, and they might discover that something was wrong with her identity.
Host, we must take this matter seriously. At the very least, you have to keep up the act until you recover your martial arts.
Su Qiao pressed her lips together. She felt stifled, but she also knew that 444 was right.
"Miss, is something making you unhappy?"
Nanny Wu could sense that Miss was unusually silent today and that her mood was not good either.
She had not said a single word all morning, nor had she even left the room. Just now, during the meal, she had kept her brows slightly furrowed, looking extremely unhappy.
Su Qiao plucked a leaf from the flowering tree before her and gently shook her head. "No."
Nanny Wu paused. Remembering that Miss had eaten only a few bites at lunch, she asked cautiously, "You only ate a little just now. Was the food not to your liking? Should I mention it to Steward Shen?"
"No need. It isn't the food. My chest feels tight, so I have no appetite. I may have caught a chill on the way here. I've been feeling unwell these past two days."
Su Qiao decided to go along with the scheme and pretend to be ill to the end.
That way, no one would bother her for the time being. Besides, she might even be able to get some medicinal herbs.
Although she would not be able to gather all the medicines for her formula this way, she could take whatever she managed to get.
"Miss, I'll go ask Steward Shen to call a physician to