Hearing Qin Yunuan's question, Yaqi was on the alert, and then she stayed calm. Slowly coiling her wet hair at the back of her head, she answered reverently, "Madam, it's because I'm washing my hair.""Washing your hair?" Qin Yunuan raised her voice a bit and continued, "It's dry in North Di, and people seldom wash their hair. We have no big event today. Why do you wash your hair?""Madam, today is my mother's death anniversary. I want to pray for her, so I'm taking a shower.""Oh, really?" Qin Yunuan walked to her with a smile, making the log on the ground together with the felt creak. She reached out and put Yaqi's hand on her palm. This seemingly gentle gesture, however, made Yaqi tremble."If you just take a shower, why are your fingers so pale? Yaqi, how long have you been in the bath? Two hours or four? Eh?"Qin Yunuan's words stabbed in Yaqi's chest like a poisonous hook, and she couldn't stand being sounded out
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