"Xiao Qiong..."
She turned her head, hoping to find some comfort from Ma Xiaoqiong, but upon turning, she discovered that Ma Xiaoqiong had already let go of her hand at some point and was nowhere to be found.
Before she could call out a second time, a gust of air swept her up. She felt as though she was being pulled into a whirlwind, her whole body being torn and compressed, until eventually, she gradually lost consciousness.
She didn't know how long had passed when Long Linger's senses began to return, and two voices could be heard arguing next to her...
"Tang Qingxue, listen closely to me, don't go to the 'Noble Ladies' Masquerade Ball!' Stay home. I've put away that invitation too. I'll attend on your behalf when the time comes."
"Elder sister, how can you do this? I'm not competing for the First Lady's position. I've said it before, I just want to see Yeh Sha for once. Sister, I beg you, I've complied with all your demands."
