No one dared to disrespect this young lady, and anyone who dared to speak ill would be beaten black and blue by the soldiers, left speechless.
Xue Shuangtao always felt as if she had somehow deceived them.
A constant feeling of guilt lingered in her heart.
She reached out to rub her temples and inadvertently muttered, thinking of her experiences in the Northern Domain: "It clearly shouldn't be like this..." Just then, the manager Qu, who initially made clothes for Li Guanyi, personally delivered a letter. The newlywed woman's face carried a light-hearted smile:
"A letter from the Western Regions, Miss."
Xue Shuangtao, surprised, said, "Hmm? Considering the journey and time, they should just be arriving, right? A reply? How could it be so fast?"
She took the letter in her hand; there were quite a few, including some for Mr. Xue, Xue Changqing, Noble Consort Xue, and many old friends. Li Guanyi seemed to have written them all in one go.
