Yunyang smiled and said, "Surprised? This palace has been living in this nunnery for a year and a half already. Without Bian Ji, I would have truly gone mad."
Xu Xueling was moved.
She finally realized something was off about her aunt—hidden beneath her calm face was an undercurrent of "madness."
Could her aunt truly have lost her mind? Just like the Noble Princess Consort Xiao in the Cold Palace? Lost her sanity?
Thinking of this, Xu Xueling suddenly stood up, pulled a cotton monk's robe from a corner of the meditation room, draped it over Yunyang, and dragged her towards the outside: "I'm taking Aunt out for a walk."
The "outside" here naturally referred to leaving Jizhao Temple.
Yunyang was startled, and her face finally showed a change, a mixture of anticipation and fear: "Go... out?"
