C573 Soothing the wind

The next day, Tuoba Tingfang laid on the reclining chair beneath the tree within the courtyard as bits of grape skins that were so red that they would turn purple fell out from her mouth.

"The people in this mansion only know how to read people's faces. To put it bluntly, they are nothing more than fence-sitters."

Tuoba Tingfang ridiculed