Chapter 125 - Jiang Ying Yue (21) (1/2)

Late afternoon of the same day. In the courtyard next to the Chen Wang Residence.

When she got back to her room, Jiang Ying Yue's face was pale and her eyes lacked focus. She also looked like her knees don't have much strength in them and would fail her anytime soon.

With one of her hand pressing on her chest to pacify her racing heart, she slumped down on the chair near the window. Her maid, Xiao Lu, handed her a cup of tea. ”Young Miss, please drink this. It can help you calm down.”

She gratefully accepted it and said, ”Thank you.” She also said the same to the other maids working to give her better ventilation.

Xiao Lu and her sisters looked at her with eyes full of sympathy. Seeing how disoriented and shocked she was, they wondered what that old lady from that pavilion did to render her like this. The girls didn't have a clue since they were barred from accompanying Jiang Ying Yue inside.

One of the youngest girls couldn't help but ask, ”Young Miss, did the owner of Peach Blossom Pavilion bully you?”

Jiang Ying Yue shook her head but didn't explain.

Her maids looked at each with worry lacing their eyes. Xiao Lu said in a concerned tone, ”Young Miss, please don't hesitate to tell us if something is worrying you. If that old lady has made you suffer, do tell us too. We will immediately report to His Highness. For sure His Highness will get you justice.”

Jiang Ying Yue's lips parted a bit. Her head maid's statement shocked her a bit. Why would that man care if she was bullied or not?

She knitted her brows in helplessness. It seemed there was something wrong with her maids -assuming too much that Chen Wang would care for her. The girl didn't know that in her maids' mind, her fault was not relying more on the prince. Xiao Lu and the others came up with this guess since not once did she mention Chen Wang.

After reassuring the maids that she was fine, she finished the tea, rested a bit, then took a bath.

She sent the girls away and climbed onto her bed, face planted on the soft pillow. She was not really that tired, only shocked by what she witnessed.

For the whole morning until four in the afternoon, she stayed by that weird and temperamental grannie's side, being made to watch her playing with all sorts of materials and little creatures.

Every time, she recalled being surrounded by those insects, spiders, bugs, and worms all day long, she felt her heart trembling. Before, when she was still a kid, she thought herself as a brave girl, that those kinds of creatures wouldn't be able to faze her. Now, her eyes were opened up.

No matter how courageous someone was, it would be hard not to feel nauseous once surrounded by thousands of squirming worms and insects. She realized this saying was very true. After all, even after the old woman repeatedly told her the creatures wouldn't be able to escape from the jars, since she could see them, and even had to see them for a whole day, she couldn't help the fear, insecurity, and disgust.

'Do I really have to do this?' She didn't know how many times she asked herself this.