Shen Zhiyi came to kill the next day
"Can you explain to me? Why is my aunt in your mansion?"
Yu Tingwan was just moving back to Lan Garden, slowly instructing the servants to be careful as they carried the items back that were placed in the room next to Ning Suxuan's.
She walked forward with a steady gaze, her skirt fluttering with her clattering steps.
Now everyone outside knows that Consort Shen in the palace, Yao Ru and her young son in the Second Prince Mansion, all died in the chaos of war.
"We all understand, why do I need to spell it out?"
She said with a sigh: "Also, you've already prepared a place to settle your aunt, eager to fulfill filial duties, and had everything ready, but were suddenly intercepted by me."
How is it even possible to mention it!
No one can force my aunt to do what she doesn't want, and Shen Zhiyi is more aware that staying in the Duke Shun Mansion is her aunt's best comfort, for everywhere there holds traces of that person.
But…
