At the same time, the news also reached the main courtyard.
Dowager Cui, with closed eyes pretending to rest, had a maid massaging her legs and shoulders.
"Are they all out?"
"Responding to the Dowager, yes, they have all gone out."
With snow-white hair, Dowager Cui became exceptionally composed after witnessing the younger generation sending off the older. She calmly ordered the maid, "Brew me a pot of tea, use the leaves Yun brought a few days ago."
"Madam, won't you take a look? Although a servant, still belongs to Prince Guo Mansion."
Dowager Cui didn't care: "Rong is merely a six-year-old child, does Prince Guo Mansion really care to quarrel with a little girl who knows nothing?"
She played with a parrot for a while.
"Quietly send a message to Xuan Residence."
"Some things are difficult for an adult to handle, having Rong step up could work."
