Chapter 155 Update 1
Zheng Nianru listlessly inspected her nails, which glowed a blushing rouge, as tender as peach blossoms in March. Her nails weren’t particularly long, but their natural length required no excessive adornment to exude an aura of privileged refinement.
Nian Xia brought forth a plate of pastries again, glancing at the Commandery Princess busily examining her nails. The Prince asked you to observe people, didn’t he? If the Prince knew the Commandery Princess was acting like this, wouldn’t he just have someone send more pastries, truly worried she might not eat her fill?
Nian Xia stepped forward, blocking the light from the south, yet pretending to know nothing as she peered through the gaps of the screen at the scene outside. With the light blocked, the glossy sheen on Zheng Nianru’s nails vanished, and she turned to look at Nian Xia.
Zheng Nianru didn’t seem inclined to speak up. It was just blocking—she wouldn’t take issue with Nian Xia, who would eventually take a knife for her, losing half her life, ruining half her face. She suddenly felt that the people who followed her never seemed to meet good ends.
Zheng Nianru, dazedly, handed a piece of pastry to Nian Xia.
Nian Xia, engrossed in "watching", suddenly felt a warm presence by her hand. Without realizing, she turned and saw the pastry beside her hand, her gaze turning vacant and at a loss for what to do next.
Zheng Nianru grew somewhat impatient, "Aren’t you going to take it? Holding out my hand like this tires me out, and I regretted it the moment I did it - what am I thinking? Nian Xia and Fu Dong, they’re all just servants."
Nian Xia suddenly felt the urge to kneel, earnestly wanting to kneel, and quickly turned, grasping the pastry with both hands, her lips quivering, the pastry in her hands burning like a hot potato, scalding her palms.
Zheng Nianru withdrew her hand, glanced at the screen, only to see several constrained shadows like cicadas in the cold, Is there anything worth looking at?
Suddenly, Zheng Nianru stood up, startling Nian Xia nearly to the point of throwing the pastry in her hand, who quickly shoved it into her sleeve, grabbing Zheng Nianru’s arm and shaking her head.
Commandery Princess, Prince Duan won’t allow you to leave. If you go now, Prince Duan will be angry.