As a favored concubine, she had always looked down on everyone, but today, she saw a palace maid with a pretty face on the side of the path.
Her gaze stiffened.
Xue Ning was wearing a palace costume and a simple flower. She was kneeling there with her head lowered, and hadn't noticed anything unusual. She thought that was just the same routine every time she knelt down, and she would stand up and continue to sweep the path after the concubine passed by.
She only realized something was wrong when she saw a pair of exquisite shoes in front of her.
Then, a dignified woman said nonchalantly, "Lift your head and let me have a look."
Xue Ning was a tad surprised. She looked around and ascertained that she was being talked to.
She raised her head carefully but kept her gaze on to the ground.
"What's your name?"
"Your Highness. I'm Xue Ning."
"How old are you?"
"17."
