After she finished speaking, she didn't wait to see if Little Yanyan had heard her; she turned around and left.
She passed by the four-paneled screen with blooming peonies, crossed between the tall Jingdezhen porcelain vases with delicate necks and inserted flowers on both sides, and walked through layers of hanging gauze drapes to enter the bedroom behind.
Little Yanyan, left behind, stood there until Su Pan'er's figure had completely disappeared before she began to cry loudly again.
Su Pan'er heard the distant sound of crying faintly reaching her from outside, and it pained her heart as though it was being cut with a knife, yet she forced herself not to listen or ask.
Qingwen and Jiu Lan were attending to her, one on the left and one on the right. Seeing the situation, they exchanged looks and finally Qingwen stepped forward, "Empress, the First Princess... she..."
"Don't speak, I know what you want to say," Su Pan'er cut her off.