Song Tangxue couldn't help but sigh, it was amazing that there were still people so devout in Buddhism these days. As she got closer, she was surprised to find that it was Song Tangli.

Song Tangxue looked at her with some confusion, and realized that the maid beside her was not from Song Tangli's household. She understood then that she had been punished by some noble person.

The seemingly endless stone steps finally gave way to the silhouette of the mountain gate, and sweat dripped silently from Song Tangli's forehead.

Suddenly, I saw the person I least wanted to face at the mountain gate.

Song Tangxue looked down at her, looking down at her disheveled state. Song Tangli's nails dug into her flesh, but she seemed not to feel the pain.

She must be very proud of herself.

At this moment, every inch of Song Tangli's flesh and blood contained boundless rage, but she dared not look up at Song Tangxue again, afraid of seeing the mockery in her eyes.

She thought she might as well pretend to faint and get rid of all this. With that thought, Song Tangli's body trembled slightly, like a leaf lifted by the wind, swaying and about to fall to the ground.

The inspector's maid seemed to see through her thoughts and said with a smile, "Is Miss Song feeling unwell? This is the princess's order. If Miss Song can't hold on, don't blame me for being disrespectful and dragging you to the mountain gate."

Song Tangli had no choice but to give up her thoughts. With tears of humiliation streaming down her face, she knelt down step by step to the mountain gate, and then fainted.

The maid gave her a cold look and went to report to Princess Tingyu. Song Tangli's maid hurriedly moved Song Tangli away.

Song Tangxue's expression remained unchanged throughout. Although she didn't know who was behind it, the punishment was still too lenient.