Someone passing on couldn't be counted to be any shocking news—just take the body away for burial, and no one would pay any more attention. It was the case even if she'd had an even rougher life story and had died on the day before the new year. Even Liang Jiwen didn't shed too many tears at Nanny Pei Yu's passing. The only thing that reflected the sentiment between the two of them, master and servant, was merely that Liang Jiwen had implored Jiang Changbai to erect a small tombstone for her in the outskirts of the city. But after that, the frequency of Liang Jiwen's seeking out Jiang Changbai grew distinctly higher. Before, though they'd both lived the Imperial Palace, the distance between them was that of a million li, and they almost never saw each other. Even if they did encounter each other, they'd merely stop and exchange greetings. But in the past few days, during the day when Jiang Changbai was working, Liang Jiwen always came to the imperial study. ...