Lady Nan Feng still couldn't muster up any energy until now.
It's been a month since she entered the Imperial Palace. Everyday, other than eating and sleeping, she would loiter aimlessly in the back garden. The Eunuchs there dared to show their anger but not voice it, viewing Nan Feng as a freeloader.
She didn't mind.
She didn't want to be in this Palace in the first place. As a hostage, shouldn't her only responsibilities be to eat and drink?
She missed her brother Ye, missed Long San and Xue Ling, missed Nan Quanyou, missed Xiaoqing, and even missed her playmates from the village, missed Aqiu and her maids.
She wondered how they were doing.
After all, this garden, while large and equipped, became boring after a month.