C61 Assemble of Poetry 2

The wet nurse glanced outside the courtyard, ensuring no one was watching before she bolted the gate and hurried to draw a bath for Mu Yunhua.

It was a bit of a walk from the remote path to the Butterfly Flower Courtyard, yet Mu Yunhua wouldn't normally utter a word of complaint. But today, she was exhausted beyond words.

Even seated, her legs trembled, and sweat soaked through her clothes