Bai Su's movement caught the attention of the woman looking after her.
The woman asked, "My lady, do you need anything?"
Caught red-handed, Bai Su felt a vague, inexplicable pang of guilt. Awkwardly, she let the carriage curtain fall. Then an idea came to her, and she prepared to pry some information from the woman. "I don't need anything... Madam, do you know the background of that lord?"
The woman asked warily, "Why do you ask?"
"This servant suffered a great calamity. I was fortunate enough to meet my benefactor and narrowly escaped with my life..." Bai Su lowered her head, her willow brows demure, deliberately concealing her handsome, strikingly heroic features. Just hearing her soft, sweet voice was enough to make people instinctively imagine a delicate young lady.
No one would be on their guard around someone weak and pitiable.
They might even feel sorry for her.
The woman said, "So that's what happened. Ah, how pitiful."
She looked at Bai Su's injured body with sympathy and couldn't help imagining a tale of "a delicate young woman suffering misfortune while a vicious bully abused his power to torment her." Putting herself in the same position, she finally let down her guard. With a soft sigh, she opened up. "I don't know the lord's background, either. I only know his surname is Shen, and that he's a rare great benefactor."
Bai Su was surprised.
"A great benefactor?"
The woman nodded. "Yes."
"Madam, are you a subject of Lord Shen?" Bai Su asked again, her question a little pointed. "You're following Lord Shen all the way to Heyin, thousands of miles away. Do you know what a perilous place Heyin is? And that's not even mentioning the exposure to wind and meals in the open along the way, or the exhaustion