C92 Compromise

Liu'er glanced at her but did not say anything. She quickly climbed out of her bed to check the bedding on the bed. The threads were the same color as the bedding. It was hard to tell with the naked eye, but Zhao Lingqiu had accidentally touched them. Liu'er flipped it over and over a few times, but couldn't see the words due to her anxiety. "Where's the word?" she asked anxiously