Lady Yu

Sun Jingwei had blown a kiss in Xue Ning's direction before leaving her alone with Lady Yu, and Xue Ning had no clue what that enigmatic smile pasted on Lady Yu meant.

"How are you feeling, Young Mistress Li?" Lady Yu asks as they slowly make their way down the corridor. 

Xue Ning blinks, not expecting that term of address. 

"I'm fine, but you can just call me Xue Ning," she replies, a bit sheepishly. She felt like a newborn colt toddling about, especially when compared to Lady Yu who seemed to glide smoothly across the floor with practised grace, even in her matronly outfit.

"I see, Xue Ning." Lady Yu replies politely in return.

They fell silent, their footsteps as the only sound when making their way through the never-ending corridor. Xue Ning's footsteps sounded particularly loud and clunky when compared to Lady Yu's softer, more graceful steps.