Jiang Ying Yue (21)
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.