Her sympathy was limited, and she was not a compassionate Buddha nor one to repay grievance with virtue; if truly provoked, they should not blame her for being discourteous.
The two were about to walk out of the Purification Room, but voices from above were still coming through. The two Palace Maids seemed too engrossed in their discussion, completely unaware of Lian Hua's voice from within the artificial rockery, still sharing their secrets:
"Sister, what kind of secret is it? Tell me, don't be afraid, I will think of something to help you."
"No, sister, I cannot say, for if you knew, I fear you would also be in danger of losing your life."
The voice of the Senior Palace Maid sounded coaxing: "That won't happen, as long as we don't let the Noble Consort know, right? Tell your sister, the more people know, the more solutions we'll find. Speak up."
The Little Palace Maid seemed to finally muster up the courage: "It's… it's about the secret of Beauty Lian's birth…"
