Purplegrass's lashes fluttered. She lifted the blanket and got out of bed. She knelt in front of Ye Nanxi and lowered her head. "That letter was indeed written by Third Young Madam. That day, Third Young Madam didn't ask me to deliver the letter. I originally wanted to burn it, but Madam seemed to have found out. She stopped me without even waiting for me to burn it."
Ye Nanxi looked down at Zi Cao's pale face. After a long time, she asked, "What's written in the letter?"
"Yes, it's a poem."
"What poem? I'll listen to it."
Purple Grass remained silent for a long time, and Ye Nanxi asked, "Haven't you seen it?"
"I've seen it. Third Young Madam didn't avoid me when writing."
"Then read it once. What did I write?"
Zi Cao was silent for a long time. Then she said in a clear voice, "When
