Duchess Wang Qixing continued glowering at the door even after the departure of Duke Li Shenyang.
"Annoying prick," she muttered under her breath, forgetting she was in front of Xueyue. It had been a while since she had called him by that name.
When she lifted her chin, she was surprised to see Xueyue was still sitting there, staring out of her window to provide her some much needed space.
Duchess Wang Qixing warmly smiled in response. "You mentioned you would tell me their secrets?"
Li Xueyue shifted her attention back to Duchess Wang Qixing. In a slow nod, she began. "It's about your late daughter."
Duchess Wang Qixing's smile slipped a bit, her eyes dimming. She glanced down at her hands before looking up at Xueyue. "It's alright, you can mention her name. I've gotten a bit used to hearing it again."
"Alright then." Li Xueyue cleared her throat, "Were you aware that Minghua kept a diary?"
