Xi Xue gave a cold, ethereal smile. Her icy gaze swept past Cheng'er's retreating figure. She slipped a silver coin into the hand of the young attendant and turned back to her room.,A memorial tablet for the mother was once set up here in the family home, and every year Cheng'er would come here to kneel and recite scriptures for half a day.,The back house, separated from Cui's mansion by a distance of some miscellaneous courtyards, was securely locked with dedicated personnel responsible for each household section to ensure safety.。