It had just rained, and the corridor was still damp. Cheng'er carefully carried a bowl of osmanthus jelly towards Madam Yuan's main chamber.,When Chenger heard this, a chill ran down her spine.,Xi Xue gave a cold, ethereal smile. Her icy gaze swept past Cheng'er's retreating figure. She slipped a silver coin into the hand of the young attendant and turned back to her room.。