As the servants helped Mei Gongxue back to her feet, the new clothes Mei Yanjun had given her only yesterday were already stained with muddy, slushy snow.
Mei Changgong, who had been seething with rage, paused. He knew he hadn't used much force; how could she have just slipped like that? He pointed at her and snapped, "Don't bother with that fake fall! What are you trying to play, the pathetic victim?"
However, when he met Mei Gongxue's icy gaze, a sudden wave of unease washed over him.
Chapter 23