"Other people, even if they're just sweeping the courtyard, are better off than being locked up in Aunt Liu's courtyard."
"So now, there's no one in her courtyard. The close maidservant who was her confidante was directly sold off by mother seizing this opportunity," Xiao Yingyue said.
"So now, aside from the people from the kitchen bringing her meals, she doesn't have anyone to attend to her."
Without the usual grandeur, this courtyard indeed seems a bit cold.
Fu Shinian couldn't be bothered to look more, so she pulled Xiao Yingyue away.
As they walked, Fu Shinian suddenly saw the courtyard ahead shrouded in a mass of black mist.
She was startled and asked, "Whose courtyard is this?"
"It's Xiao Fengxing's," Xiao Yingyue no longer called him second brother.
Fu Shinian had never been to this side before, and she, as a young lady, couldn't just wander into a man's courtyard.
This was the first time she saw it.
