Now her face was burning, and Gu Lingqiao, who had never suffered any grievance, couldn't help but burst into loud cries.
Old Maid: "Miss, miss, don't cry, it won't look good if your face is all messed up."
Gu Lingqiao's face was a mess, with not only cosmetics but also mud; she cried, disheveled, and said: "The Prince is not in the mansion, who will see?"
Indeed, Gu Lingqiao knew that Long Rui had gone out so she purposely came over to make trouble for Xuexue. Who would have thought that not only did she fail to bully anyone, but Xuexue had ordered Zi Xia to throw her out, an absolute disgrace.
Old Maid: "Miss, stop crying, if your eyes get swollen, it won't look good when the Prince comes back."
Other maids offered advice, saying: "No, the Miss should cry, the harder she cries, the better."
Gu Lingqiao and the old maid looked at her together and asked: "Why?"
