Ye Xinyan was aware of the protocol Madam Zhao was referring to; Nanny Jin had mentioned it to her before, but she had not made up her mind about her future plans. Before things were settled, she did not want to be too entangled with Duke An's Mansion.
As the old saying goes, "He who takes a man's silver becomes his servant." Wouldn't she be able to speak and act with more confidence if she did not use the wealth of Duke An's Mansion?
Yet, if she were to be too blunt in her refusal, it seemed somewhat ungrateful for Elder Master Ye's kind intentions. It wouldn't be good if he felt she was an ingrate.
"Jiu Yue," Ye Xinyan said to the one beside her, "fetch a stool for Madam Zhao." Then she turned to Madam Zhao," I'm not sure if Madame Zhao is busy, but please take a seat. I only have a few words to say."
