Dong Huiying harbored doubts in her heart; she once again closely examined Yun Ge's long hair before skirting around the weighty issues, telling her about some of the things that had happened to her in recent days.
After listening, Yun Ge remained silent for a long while, "Purple chervil, you've suffered so much..."
Her Purple chervil, though a bit old-fashioned in matters of love, was actually quite astute. Back in the day at the Ninth Princess Mansion, she could recite every Military book and unofficial history stored in the Book Pavilion by heart. Therefore, though it was expected that Purple chervil would teach herself the art of understanding and removing Gu, it was still a shocking revelation, yet her heart was filled with a proud sense of shared honor.
Her Purple chervil might have forgotten many things, might not be as close to her as before, but... it's okay, it doesn't matter.
After all, what if she had forgotten?