Ching'er pretended to be frightened and shook her head hurriedly. "My lady, please forgive me, I wasn't crying. I was just thinking about my deceased mother, as today is her death anniversary.",Cheng'er was originally a palace servant, but later his family committed a crime and he was enslaved and sent to the Cui family.,Xi Xue gave a cold, ethereal smile. Her icy gaze swept past Cheng'er's retreating figure. She slipped a silver coin into the hand of the young attendant and turned back to her room.。