Empress Su snapped out of her daze, clutching the handkerchief stained with her own blood in her hand. The turmoil in her chest gradually settled down as her ink-black eyes looked at her daughter, sparkling with pride and tears.
Gu Lan walked up to Rong Heng, speaking softly, "Brother Hang, our little niece truly has a talent for calming people and managing chaos."
She recalled that during the last flood, it was Rong Miaoyan who organized the manpower and divided the tasks, turning the originally chaotic Wenyuan Pavilion into an orderly place.
This time, after narrowly escaping a sulfuric acid attack, Rong Miaoyan was able to react so quickly.
"Who's 'our' with you?"
Gu Lan hissed, "Then she's my sister Miaoyan."
Rong Heng looked at her without speaking. In the next moment, his cold hand already grasped Gu Lan's arm, pulling her straight out.
As they passed by Madam Zhou, Gu Lan smiled and reassured her, "I'm just going with Brother Hang to change clothes."
