As for Sixth Sister, He Yue didn't intend to tell her. She just stared at Xia Ting with a slight smile on her lips: "I can tell you why I didn't save you that day."

Xia Ting looked up again, still with a pitiful expression: "In any case, it was the two princesses who saved me. I would do anything the two princesses ask me to do."

Ignoring her words, He Yue continued, "That man was our uncle that day. If we save you, we'll inevitably offend him. Tell me, should we save you or just stand by and do nothing?"

“You’re just a stranger, and there’s no reason for us to offend your uncle just to save you.”

Seeing that her eyes were welling up with tears, Heyue lowered her gaze with a wronged expression and said in a voice barely audible, "I understand what the two princesses did. I don't blame them. It's just my bad luck."

He Yue didn't care what she thought. Even if the other party harbored resentment, what could she do?

"Whether you resent it or not, since we saved you, we will save you to the end. We will not let your uncle find you again. If you are truly grateful, remember this kindness and behave yourself. We will ensure you have enough to eat and wear."

Xia Ting kowtowed, her face full of gratitude: "The two princesses are like my second parents. I am willing to serve them like a slave."

Heyue chuckled, "As long as you don't break your promise like you did to your uncle, that's fine. Of course, if you go back on your word, we won't pursue it. But if you leave the manor, my uncle will take you back immediately. We won't save you a second time."

The sarcasm and mockery made Xia Ting's face flush red, and she remained speechless.