After arriving at Green Bamboo Peak, Xue Fuyao noticed two young women standing before it from afar.
One wore a goose-yellow ruqun and had fair skin, bright eyes, and pearly teeth. She carried an air of nobility that only a great aristocratic clan could cultivate, composed and dignified.
She had only ever seen this bearing in her crown prince brother.
Beside the young woman stood another dressed in spring green. Although her looks were also outstanding, she fell far short of the young woman in the goose-yellow ruqun and was probably a maid or something of the sort.
As she passed them, Xue Fuyao glanced at the pair, said nothing, then turned and left.
Watching her retreating figure, the young woman in green muttered indignantly, "She really has no upbringing!"
"Wenqin!" Seeing her maid speak with such a loose tongue, the young woman in the goose-yellow ruqun immediately rebuked her, but it was already too late.
Xue Fuyao had not gone far and had heard those words perfectly clearly. She sent out a blast of spiritual power, knocking the maid straight off her feet.
She showed not the slightest mercy with this strike. Wenqin's body soared high like a kite with its string snapped, then crashed heavily to the ground.
Although Xue Fuyao had been like an invisible person in the imperial family in both her previous life and this one, spending little time with her imperial father or her siblings-she even suspected that some of her older brothers and sisters did not know they had a younger sister like her-
For some reason, she felt a deep affection for these unfamiliar family members, and those feelings grew stronger with every passing day.
She attributed it to death wiping all debts clean. Even if they had often neglected her while