"Fourth Elder Sister, does this really have nothing to do with you?" At this time, Wei Yuewu had calmed down and she smiled softly. She then looked at Wei Qiufu and said, "I remember that I was still lying in bed. How could I get in touch with Miss Zhao?"

"Miss Zhao… did you really lose your palace flower?" Wei Qiufu was at a loss.

Her implication was clear: if Zhao Ruo'e lost her palace flower and Wei Yuewu picked it up, it wouldn't matter whether Wei Yuewu had ...